After being reborn, she went on a killing spree in both the Yin and Yang realms.

"Lu Boqing, hurry up, we've got work to do!"

Lu Boqing: ...

Ling Yue had barely finished speaking, and before she even hung up the phone, Lu Boqing had already appeared in front of her.

Ling Yue: Fright brings strength.

Ling Yue told Lu Boqing about their neighbor, Aunt Lin's situation. After listening, Lu Boqing frowned and asked, "Are you sure her husband isn't possessed by an evil spirit?"

"I'm sure of it. I saw the red light above Aunt Lin's head first, and then I met him, so I paid extra attention to him."

"I'll go see what preparations he's made tonight. Don't make any rash moves yet."

"How could I dare? I feel that he is a very gloomy person, or something like that."

After dinner, Liang Lina insisted on taking Ling Yue for a walk. Going for a walk at this hour would be like taking her out for a show.

She was sure that almost every household was eating and chatting in front of their own yard, and at that time, if a dog walked by, it would be the subject of much discussion.

“Let’s go help out at your Aunt Lin’s dumpling restaurant. It’ll be a good way to digest. Why do you always stay indoors at such a young age?”

Mentioning Aunt Lin stirred something in Ling Yue's heart, and she no longer cared what others were saying about her.

Ling Yue followed behind Liang Lina, trying her best to appear smaller, but she was still half a head taller than Liang Lina. At this moment, she really wished she had Lu Boqing's ability to become invisible.

"Hey, isn't that Old Liang's daughter?"

"It seems so. She's been staying here for a while now. The little girl following behind her must be her daughter, right?"

"Old Liang and his wife aren't destined to enjoy a life of luxury. They worked so hard to raise their two children. I heard their son-in-law is a big businessman in Shanghai and is very wealthy!"

These people have no idea what taboo is. Even when people are right in front of them, they can still openly discuss the person in question.

"Are you all eating here?"

Liang Lina greeted everyone in a very generous and open manner.

"Lina, have you eaten yet? Where are we headed?"

One of the older women was holding a large porcelain bowl. She slurped up a mouthful of noodles, and before she could even swallow, she started chatting with her mother.

"Let's go check out the dumpling restaurant next door. You guys eat first."

Liang Lina didn't want to chat idly with these old women, so after saying goodbye, she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

They had barely taken two steps when the murmurs of discussion rose up again.

"It's not easy for the Lin family's son-in-law. He has to take care of the bedridden old Lin every day. Juxiang hasn't given him a son or daughter. Sigh."

“What’s so difficult about it? You don’t have to go out to work or suffer. You’re waited on hand and foot every day. You just push a wheelchair around the village. You could hire someone to do it.”

Ling Yue heard it all clearly; this must be what they mean by the power of gossip...

After the two had walked a distance, before they even reached the dumpling restaurant, an uncle rushed into the restaurant shouting.

Seeing that something was wrong, Liang Lina hurriedly pulled Ling Yue and ran after them into the dumpling restaurant.

"Oh dear, Juxiang, you must go and see her right away! She's dying!"

The uncle was sweating profusely and looked very anxious. After hearing this, Aunt Lin dropped the dumplings in her hand and ran outside the next second.

Liang Lina, with Ling Yue in tow, followed behind Lin Juxiang, panting heavily. They finally caught up with her, and as soon as they reached the door of her house, Aunt Lin burst into tears.

The first thing I saw was Aunt Lin's husband kneeling in front of the bed, crying his eyes out. When he saw that a lot of people had suddenly come into the room, he seemed to cry even harder.

Aunt Lin suddenly knelt down in front of her father's bed, crying hysterically. Liang Lina saw that her body was swaying and she seemed about to faint, so she quickly stepped forward to support her: "Juxiang, Juxiang, what's wrong?"

"Zhanjun, look! Juxiang has fainted from crying! Get up, everyone! The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept our condolences!"

Only then did Zhan Jun stop crying. He got up, helped Juxiang, who was about to faint, and placed her on the sofa, pinching her philtrum.

Ling Yue watched his series of movements and felt that they were very skillful, like an emotionless machine.

Aunt Lin then woke up and saw everyone looking at her with concern.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and she asked with a sorrowful expression, "How did our eldest brother die? He was perfectly fine this morning!"

Zhan Jun raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and Aunt Lin trembled, deliberately avoiding his fingers.

"I had just finished feeding him and went to the bathroom. When I came back, I was going to put him in his wheelchair and take him for a walk, but he was already lying on the bed, completely motionless..."

At this moment, the uncle who ran to the dumpling restaurant to report the news chimed in: "Yes, yes, when I came over at the time that Zhanjun and I usually agreed to take a walk, I saw you lying motionless on the bed. I felt something was wrong at the time, so I asked Zhanjun to check his breathing."

Soon, neighbors and friends gathered around.

"Juxiang, Zhanjun, don't just stand there! Quickly go and call someone to help the old man get dressed. We can't afford to delay any longer!"

A kind-hearted uncle in the crowd said he would go and call someone so that Juxiang could prepare the old man's clothes in advance.

In rural areas, it is customary to dress the elderly person in special funeral clothes from head to toe as soon as they pass away; delaying is considered unlucky.

Ling Yue was a little out of breath amidst the crowd of people coming and going. At this moment, Liang Lina told her to go home first, saying that a young girl like her shouldn't stay here.

Ling Yue didn't know if there was any reason behind this, but she obediently left Aunt Lin's house.

Lu Boqing's voice rang in my ears: "The old man's death is related to Aunt Lin's husband."

Ling Yue was shocked by the news. She had never met Aunt Lin's father before and did not know that he would die at this time.

"You mean Aunt Lin's father was killed by her husband?"

“I can’t be 100% sure either. When I arrived, he was feeding the old man. Don’t you think that’s strange? It was only about 20 minutes after he finished feeding him when the old man suddenly stopped. I suspect that he poisoned the food and killed the old man.”

"Let's call the police! This is murder!"

"Idiot, this is just speculation. There's no solid evidence. Given the public image he's cultivated, do you think anyone would believe it?"

"What can we do? We can't just let him get away with it, can we? I'll talk to Mom about it later. We don't have the authority, but Aunt Lin can. If her husband is really arrested by the police, wouldn't Aunt Lin be saved too? Even if the time of death has passed and she hasn't died, won't that red light disappear?"

"feasible."

Liang Lina didn't return until very late, mainly because she was worried that Ling Yue would be scared to be home alone.

I thought Ling Yue was already asleep, but when I entered the yard, I saw that the living room light was still on. When I went inside, I saw that Ling Yue was doing a test paper at the dining table.

It's like the sun has risen in the west! Her baby is actually studying late into the night?

"Tsk tsk tsk, what's gotten into you? It's rare to see you doing your homework so diligently!"

Ling Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes. These were all tasks Ning Xia had assigned her, and she had to complete them every day.

Why did she have such a brain fart to study finance, such a difficult subject? Didn't she have a clear understanding of herself?

"Mom, how is Aunt Lin?"

"Your Grandpa Lin is dressed and the funeral team has been arranged. The funeral will start first thing tomorrow morning, and the burial will take place two days later. Your Aunt Lin is keeping vigil."

Liang Lina felt a pang of sadness when she mentioned Lin Juxiang. She had recently lost her mother and could understand her feelings.

With parents alive, life still has a source; with parents gone, life is only a journey back home.