Chapter 390: Chapter 383: I’m Just a Face-Lover 25
Anning felt somewhat uncomfortable after leaving the Xu Family.
Although she had lived through innumerable lifetimes and had seen through the maliciousness of the human heart, she still felt quite distressed upon encountering such disgusting people from the Zheng family.
In the face of some matters, she couldn’t remain indifferent.
Xiao Yuan also sensed Anning’s unease.
He held Anning’s hand and asked softly, "What’s wrong?"
Anning looked at Xiao Yuan: "If there is someone who is about to die now, and I know how to save her, do you think I should save her?"
Xiao Yuan held Anning’s hand tighter: "Does it affect you? If it won’t harm you, then go ahead and save her."
Anning smiled: "I understand."
She then instructed the coachman, "Take a detour to the east. I want to buy some things."
If they took a detour to the east going to the Xiao Family, they would pass by the Zheng family’s place.
At the back door of the Zheng family’s home, Anning had the carriage stop for a while before leaving.
Upon returning to the Xiao Family, Anning paid her respects to Mrs. Xiao and then retired to her room.
Xiao Yuan hurriedly followed after her.
Anning coaxed Xiao Yuan to go to the study to look for something. Once Xiao Yuan left, Anning firmly shut the doors and windows, darkening the room completely, and used a soul-binding talisman to summon spirits.
Soon, Anning had summoned several evil ghosts and fierce spirits that she had brought back from the Zheng family’s place.
These evil ghosts appeared fiercely menacing, but they were exceedingly docile in front of Anning.
Her imposing aura was so astonishing that they did not dare to harbor any thoughts of resistance.
"This... Immortal, what do you seek from us sisters?" asked the evil ghost dressed in red, who appeared to be the eldest, as she stepped forward to pay respects to Anning.
Anning looked at these women: "You were all harmed by the Zheng family, weren’t you?"
With that question, the colors of the women’s faces changed drastically, and they were enshrouded in dark, swirling energy, indicating that a sensitive chord had been struck.
The woman in red said tearfully, and then with bitterness: "I was kidnapped by that Zheng fellow. When I refused him, he just..."
Another ghost stepped forward: "I was a maid at his family’s home; I had a young man I grew up with. We planned to marry once I was released. He had been saving money to buy my freedom. We were almost there, but the Madam insisted that I serve the young master. When I refused, she made me kneel in the snowy, icy outdoors..."
Another ghost spoke with resentment: "I’m a newly dead spirit. The young master of the Zheng family got a venereal disease. Instead of restraining himself, he tormented us concubines even more, infecting several of us with the disease. I was the first to die, and I’m afraid it won’t take long before the rest of my sisters will join me."
Listening to these female ghosts recount their vengeful grievances, Anning’s eyes showed a look of compassion: "In that case, I’ll give you a chance for revenge. Would you be willing to take it?"
Naturally, the ghosts were willing.
They had no way to resist while alive; now that they were ghosts, they feared nothing.
"We’re willing. If you can help us get revenge, from then on, we sisters will be at your beck and call."
Anning laughed gently, "There’s no need for that. I see that you haven’t harmed anyone yet; if you go without being consumed by resentful energy and Evil Qi, it’s possible to be reincarnated. I want to send you to be reborn, but if you wish for a good rebirth, you must not kill. So, just make the Zheng family’s life unbearable, but don’t take their lives."
The ghosts seemed somewhat displeased.
They wanted to kill Young Master Zheng.
Anning explained softly to them, "Sometimes, living is more painful than death. Besides, that Zheng won’t live much longer. Why should you add to your karma? You just need to let the whole Qingyuan City know about his venereal disease and let everyone know what vile people the Zheng family are. That in itself is the greatest punishment for them."
The ghosts considered Anning’s words briefly and felt she made sense.
They bowed to Anning: "If that’s the case, we sisters agree."
Anning pointed at the ghosts, and a few beams of light flashed by. Their yin energy intensified but was concealed, not showing outwardly.
Anning gestured, "I’ve added an Amulet to you. For the next three days, you can go on without fear of sunlight. Go have your fun."
Anning waved her hand, and several female ghosts vanished without a trace.
Then, she heard Xiao Yuan’s voice.
"Ningning, what are you doing? Why is the door locked so tightly?"
Anning hurried to open the door.
"I was a bit tired just now, so I took a quick nap."
Xiao Yuan didn’t think much of it; he brought several books into the room: "Ningning, what did you mean by that? Who is about to die?"
Anning smiled: "No one, I was just asking casually."
Xiao Yuan knew Anning didn’t want to talk about it, so he didn’t press her further.
But speaking of the Zheng family, Anning had put amulets on several female ghosts.
These amulets are specifically designed for ghosts, an invention by Anning in a world full of ghosts.
With these amulets, ghosts no longer fear sunlight, and ordinary mages can’t even dream of destroying them.
Those female ghosts left the Xiao Family and stood under the bright sun without any fear.
They cheerfully returned to the Zheng home.
At that time, Young Master Zheng was dragging a servant girl into the room.
Knowing he contracted that disease and being beyond cure, he thought it was better to enjoy himself before dying.
Selfish and mercenary, he was sinister and vile with thoughts only for his pleasure, utterly indifferent to others’ lives or deaths.
Not to mention servant girls or concubines, even his lawful wives, he never cared for them.
The terrified servant girl he was dragging had turned deathly pale and kept pleading: "Young Master, please spare me, spare this servant, my family still has..."
The frail girl was weak and easily dragged into the room by Young Master Zheng.
Just as Zheng wanted to throw her onto the bed, a sudden numb pain struck his hand, and he couldn’t help but shout in agony and let go.
Seizing the opportunity, the servant girl immediately ran outside.
Young Master Zheng wanted to chase the girl, but something unknown tripped him, and he couldn’t move.
Looking down, the floor was flat with nothing in sight, yet he was unable to walk.
Young Master Zheng used all his strength but couldn’t break free.
Then, he felt a sharp pain on his face as if someone had viciously slapped him.
A chilling coldness surrounded him.
Fear showed on Young Master Zheng’s face as he yelled: "Who’s there, show yourself..."
A burst of laughter followed.
The laughter sounded pleasant, soft and gentle, but to Young Master Zheng’s ears, it made his skin crawl.
"What evil spirit, show yourself."
He waved his hands, trying to drive away the ghosts around him.
But as soon as he swung his arm, a piercing pain like a bite shot through his wrist.
Pain erupted not just on his hand but on his face, back, and all over his body.
Such deep, agonizing pain made sweat roll down Young Master Zheng’s forehead; he couldn’t bear it and started rolling on the ground in pain.
Even so, his screams could be heard far away, yet not a single servant came to check.
Those servant girls were terrified and dared not approach Young Master Zheng.
After all, the misfortunate girls plagued by Young Master Zheng weren’t just one or two; every few days, a servant was carried out and dumped at the cemetery, and how could anyone not understand what was happening?