Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Sure enough, not long after, Liang Ming left the village and came back the next day with a happy look on his face. Lai Gouzi knew that he had bought the medicine.

Seeing this, Liang Wang and Liang Baoer couldn't contain their excitement and asked Liang Ming about the effects of the medicine. Liang Ming proudly described the effects, claiming that adding a small amount to Zhao Quan's food would temporarily immobilize him. After discussing it, the three decided to start the operation the next time Zhao Quan went out to chop bamboo.

They planned very carefully. Liang Baoer was responsible for secretly mixing the medicine into the water bottle that Zhao Quan took with him when he went out. Liang Wang and Liang Ming ambushed in the bamboo forest, waiting for Zhao Quan to be unable to resist before taking action.

Everything was ready, waiting for Zhao Quan to go out and chop bamboo. However, Zhao Quan seemed to have sensed something and remained indoors for several days. Liang Baoer and the other two began to grow anxious, knowing that the longer they delayed, the more likely their plan would be exposed. So, they decided to take a risk and sneak drugs into Zhao Quan's food while he was off guard. After all, the drug wasn't fatal, so wouldn't it be even better to openly seize Zhao Quan's wife and daughter? Of course, this scheme was also instigated by Lai Gouzi.

That very night, Liang Wang, Liang Ming, and Liang Baoer, in front of Zhao Quan, took possession of his wife and daughter, even his youngest daughter, who had not yet reached marriage. That night, Zhao Quan's heart was filled with rage and despair, yet he could not utter a single sound. Just as he was sinking into endless despair, Lai Gouzi appeared. However, he brought no salvation, but only deeper despair.

Perhaps they later felt that Zhao Quan was too annoying, so the four of them suffocated him to death and then occupied him for the entire night without any care.

Overnight, the once happy family of four was left with only Mrs. Zhao, now alone. After the thugs left, Mrs. Zhao, with her last breath, struggled to crawl to the side of her two daughters. Although she herself had suffered severe injuries, the power of a mother's love was immense.

When she finally struggled to reach her daughters, she discovered in despair that... her two daughters had passed away coldly for a long time. Their eyes, which were once full of life, were now dead and gray.

She used up her last bit of strength to hug her two daughters tightly in her arms, staring at her husband's body on the ground, "Woo! Woo! Ah! ~" Mrs. Zhao sobbed softly, opened her mouth, but no sound came out, her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at her two daughters and husband, and the tears that flowed were all bright red tears of blood.

Hatred! Intense hatred! Her heart was filled with hatred!

Hatred made Mrs. Zhao shed tears of blood while dressing her daughter. Even though her heart was filled with endless grief and anger, for the sake of her daughter's dignity, she endured the pain in her heart and body and carefully combed every strand of her daughter's hair.

Mrs. Zhao stared at the bodies of her husband and two daughters, her heart filled with resentment and despair. She longed to rush out and seek revenge, but she knew that doing so might not be possible, and even if the villagers learned the truth, they would probably choose to protect the murderers.

Then Mrs. Zhao took one last look at the three bodies on the bed, put on her plain white clothes, and walked out the door with a smile on her face.

On this day, everyone in the small fishing village could see Mrs. Zhao, dressed in plain clothes, parading around the village. On this day, the sunny small fishing village was broken by a sudden scream. The villagers ran towards the sound.

I saw the elder fainted in front of the ancestral hall's gate. Just as I was about to help him, I looked up and saw a figure hanging in the center of the hall. It was Madam Zhao, dressed in plain clothes. Her body was tightly bound with ropes and hung from the beam. A circle of obvious knife wounds lingered around her neck, and blood slowly flowed from the wound, dripping down her body. Her once pristine white clothes were now soaked with blood, turning a glaring blood red.

In that era, as an outsider, Mrs. Zhao also lost her husband and daughter, which meant that she would never be able to take revenge. Some people might even spy on her. Mrs. Zhao chose what she thought was the best way.

The ancestral hall of a village is the core of the village. To die there, and in the most cruel way, is also Mrs. Zhao's greatest revenge on the people of this village.

The villagers were stunned by the sight and didn't dare approach. Mrs. Zhao's eyes were wide open, and a twisted smile was stiffly fixed on her face. That smile was full of weirdness and ominousness, as if she was staring at everyone.

Since then, the residents of the small fishing village have all declared that the four members of the Zhao family died suddenly, and even the ancestral hall was demolished with the intention of rebuilding it on another site.

From then on, the Zhao family became a taboo in the village and people no longer mentioned them.

until……

The evil ghost is taking your life!

This is the truth behind the tragic deaths of the Zhao family of four. Shockingly, this isn't an isolated case, but rather a long-standing dark secret in the small fishing village, where numerous murders stemming from marriages have occurred.

It's precisely because of these recurring tragedies that the cliffside has become a crater of bones. These bones silently tell forgotten stories, each filled with pain and despair. Even Liang Baoer's biological mother was abducted by his father through violence. Ultimately, she too could not escape a tragic fate, her remains mercilessly dumped into the cliffside, becoming one of the many wronged souls that have roamed this land.

The reason the small fishing village is devoid of spirits is that the victims lack the resentment to pursue revenge. Instead, they wait for the villagers to die, and their souls are carried to the edge of a cliff by those wrongfully killed, where they suffer endless torment until they vanish. The souls of Liang Baoer, Liang Ming, Liang Wang, and Lai Gouzi, however, are pursued by Zhao Quan's family and ultimately devoured by the vengeful Zhao Quan and his wife.

One can imagine how much hatred the Zhao family has deep in their hearts.

"Is this the truth behind those four deaths?!" After Wei Ying, Xue Yang, and Lan Zhan empathized with the Zhao family and the other resentful spirits, they all collapsed to the ground in a cold sweat. It was unavoidable; the price of being forced to empathize was being struck deep within by the surging hatred! If it weren't for their unwavering resolve, they would have all fallen into demonic possession.

All three of them felt weak, their legs giving out, so they sat together, gasping for breath. Wei Ying and Xue Yang each pulled a Heart-Clearing Pill from their pockets and swallowed it without hesitation. Wei Ying then handed Lan Wangji another Heart-Clearing Pill, "Eliminate distracting thoughts and remain calm."

Lan Wangji took it and swallowed it, "Thank you."

This is the danger inherent in empathizing with vengeful spirits, and one of the reasons why, in the world of demonic dao, the descendants of the immortal families dare not attempt it lightly. Being possessed by a vengeful spirit or falling into demonic daoism are two paths that the descendants of the aristocratic families absolutely will not choose. Empathizing with vengeful spirits requires not only a high level of moral character but also exceptional luck, and these conditions are not possessed by everyone.

However, the Lan family possessed the powerful art of spirit-searching. Therefore, they didn't need to rely on the dangerous method of empathizing with vengeful spirits. Spirit-searching allowed them to obtain the information and power they needed without empathizing with the spirits. In this way, the Lan family avoided the risks and potential dangers that came with empathizing with vengeful spirits.

Perhaps this is also the first time that Lan Wangji was forced to empathize with others by a vengeful spirit!

After taking the Heart-Clearing Pill, Wei Ying, Xue Yang, and Lan Wangji gradually felt their minds clear, their inner violence gradually dissipating. They looked at each other, their eyes revealing a look of determination and relief. Lan Zhan's expression also gradually returned to his usual composure, and he slowly stood up, followed by Wei Ying and Xue Yang.