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She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to be killed by Yang Ting.

But after hearing Zhang Ran'er's words, Zhang Yurou was so frightened that she reacted very slowly, "What did you say?"

Zhang Yurou knew her sister was skilled in some occult arts, but what did Zhang Ran'er mean? What did she mean by the female ghost had come after her daughter?

"Aunt, save me." Zhang Raner huddled beside her aunt in fear, looking vigilantly at Yang Ting and the Black and White Impermanence behind her.

But Zhang Yurou herself couldn't understand what was happening before her eyes.

"Eighth Master." Song Mi looked at Song Yuling and asked Hei Wuchang, "How many days does she have left to live?"

Hei Wuchang straightened his expression and stepped forward, saying, "Your Excellency, Zhang Yuling died ten years ago, Zhang Yuyun died eight years ago, and Zhang Ran'er died thirty years ago due to freezing to death due to poverty."

"Zhang Yuling, three years ago, Zhang Ran'er bullied someone to death on campus. Yet, you relied on your family background to be so arrogant and distort the truth, even bullying the deceased's family. Now, for her sake, someone who has accumulated so much evil, you're using magic to force the consequences on innocent people."

"You have the opportunity to cultivate the Dao, but you resort to trickery and practice evil techniques to harm others. Do you know your mistake?"

When Zhang Yuling saw the Black and White Impermanence, she knew she couldn't escape today, but she refused to give in. "I'm not wrong, I'm innocent!"

"You also rely on sorcery. What gives you the right to judge me from such a high position? I only learned these things to protect myself. Otherwise, the three of us sisters would have died long ago!"

"Song Mi, I don't care who you are or whether you've become a god. So what? Have you ever cared about ordinary people like us? When we were suffering and begging you for help, were you there?"

"We have finally managed to get by on our own. Why do you think you can take me away? Why?"

Song Mi did not experience their pain, but that was not a reason for them to harm others.

"Zhang Yuling, your mistake is that you persecuted innocent people. If you hadn't hurt any innocent people, I wouldn't have come here today to break your wealth-gathering formation. But since you've harmed people, then this doesn't need to be left to your Zhang family."

Seeing Song Mi's solemn expression and raising his hand to break the formation, Zhang Yurou rushed over, "Song Mi, are you going to destroy the entire Zhang family for a dead outsider? Don't you forget, I'm still your mother-in-law?"

Song Mi's eyes showed disdain, "Are you worthy enough to be my mother-in-law?"

"Song Mi, don't go too far!" Zhang Yurou said angrily when she heard the voice.

"Zhang Yurou, don't you understand why your daughter has provoked ghosts? In order to save Zhang Ran'er, they used your daughter as a substitute for Yang Ting's revenge. If the adults didn't do anything, it would be Si Shuyi who died."

Bai Wuchang's ever-smiling face deepened as he smiled at Zhang Yurou, but his eyes were as cold as ice. "You should think before you speak."

If it was Song Mi who spoke, she would definitely retort, but the person who spoke was... the Black and White Impermanence... a ghost messenger... Looking at that gloomy and pale face, she didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Yurou glanced at her pale daughter, then looked at her sisters.

"Second sister, this is also for the Zhang family. You still have a son, right?" Zhang Yuling's soul struggled to get up.

"But she's my daughter, how could you treat her like this?" Zhang Yurou was angry and sad, her delicate makeup had long become stiff due to the constant interweaving of fear and anger.

"Have you ever cared about your daughter?" Zhang Yuling's expression turned cold. "You don't like her anyway, so what if she died for Ran'er? Ran'er is the only heir to the Zhang family! Nothing can happen to her!"

"Third sister!" Zhang Yurou seemed to be getting to know her sister for the first time. "How could you attack your own niece? Ran'er is your niece, and so is Shuyi!"

Zhang Yurou admitted that she liked her son more because she wanted him to fight for the Si family's property, but Si Shuyi was also her child. No matter how bad she was, she never asked her to sacrifice her life for her own death!

"Second sister, stop being stupid. Without me and my elder sister, could you join the Si family? Have you forgotten how difficult our lives were when we were young..." Zhang Yuling's voice was already very weak.

Zhang Yurou looked at her thin sister, tears of pain and confusion in her eyes.

When the three sisters were young, their family was not well-off. In those difficult times, their father only wanted a son, but three consecutive children were daughters...

Dad hated them so much that he even threw the youngest, Zhang Yuling, out in the snow. The eldest and second oldest were too old to reach the stove, so they had to fetch water from the well in winter to wash clothes and cook.

If she didn't do well, she would be scolded or even beaten. Later, the third sister was adopted and learned some mysterious skills of self-preservation from that man.

The man later disappeared, and the third sister returned to the Zhang family again. At that time, they already had a younger brother.

In particular, the birth of this younger brother coincided with the turning point of economic changes in the times. His father's business was getting better and better. He liked his son more and more, thinking that he was his lucky star, so he hated the three sisters even more.

Not long after the third sister came back, their younger brother died. Their father was angry and wanted to kill the three sisters, saying that they should be buried with their younger brother. Fortunately, their mother came early and let them go.

"I thought that the three of us sisters were able to get to where we are today because we supported each other, and we would never hurt each other, but..."

Zhang Yurou no longer cared about her elegance and dignity, and her face was covered with tears.

"Zhang Yuling, kill your brother and father." Song Mi had gradually transformed the evil in his body, and the dark blue light gradually faded.

"No..." Zhang Yurou was about to deny it, but seeing that her sister didn't intend to refute it, she said, "Third sister..."

"So what? They deserve to die. One is an ignorant and cruel man who killed his wife and sold and abused his daughter. The other one is so young and naughty, just as disgusting as his father!"

Zhang Yuling smiled maliciously, her tone full of sarcasm, "If they don't die, we will die."

They will be tortured to death by the lowly father and son.

"It's understandable that you resent them and want to retaliate against them, but that doesn't give you a reason to bully others after you gain power."

Song Mi's voice was cold. "You advocate fighting evil with evil, but you are using your own evil to hurt innocent people. How is your behavior different from that of that father and son?"

"Zhang Yuling, you are using mystical magic to harm others. Today, I will ask the Netherworld for a book, and the remaining ten years of Zhang Yuling's life will be stripped away."

"Song Mi! What gives you the right to take my life?" Zhang Yuling shouted and rushed towards Song Mi.

Song Mi fanned her soul out again, "Then why did you kill so many lives?"

Song Mi gathered spiritual energy in his palm and struck out the window. A crack appeared in the Zhang family's wealth-gathering formation, and it quickly broke into a spider web, shattering the formation.

At this moment, in a house in X City, in the dim light, the person sitting there sneered, "Song Mi, why are you still so rude?"

Seeing that Song Mi was about to attack Zhang Yuling, the Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, and it was the Black Impermanence who stepped forward to stop Song Mi.

"My lord, please wait."

Song Mi raised his cold eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, if it were in the past, we would have no objection to you dealing with them, but I'm afraid it won't work now," said Hei Wuchang.

"Explain clearly." Song Mi withdrew his hand.

"Fifty years ago, we signed an agreement with the human world. We can punish criminals on their behalf, but we cannot arbitrarily take their lives. Cases involving evil magic should be handed over to their special departments for handling." Hei Wuchang said.

"Have you signed it?" In fact, what Song Mi wanted to ask was, did they agree to it immediately? This was not like the methods of those who were doing the underworld business.

"There's nothing we can do. Too many people died a hundred years ago, and we're too busy to handle it all..." Bai Wuchang said this with a sinister smile on his face, revealing a bit of helplessness and fatigue.

There was no need for the Black and White Impermanence to lie to her. There was indeed chaos a hundred years ago. When the human world was in turmoil, the demons joined forces to attack the world of immortals. I'm afraid that what they said about being too busy was a conservative statement.

"Then they..."

"We notified the relevant departments when we came, and they came soon." said Black and White Impermanence.

"Just letting them go like this is really... a bunch of rubbish." Song Mi was very unhappy.