Severing ties with family to marry the young marshal, his whole family chases me to the crematorium.

Upon hearing Shen Qingyao's words, the woman's already terrifying face became even more distorted and horrifying.

The woman disappeared again, and then the sound of her crying began to come from all directions.

Shen Qingyao frowned, ready for battle.

The next moment, the woman appeared on the stage. With a wave of her hand, various objects on the stage were thrown at Shen Qingyao.

Seeing this, Si Jingnian, who was not far away, immediately suppressed his fear and ran to Shen Qingyao's side in a few strides, raising his hand to protect her.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qingyao paused slightly in her hand gestures and incantations, then instantly resumed normal.

With a delicate shout from Shen Qingyao, everything that was thrown at them instantly turned into black smoke and surged towards them.

Shen Qingyao's expression turned serious. Without thinking, she hurriedly put away the copper coin sword, her hands quickly forming hand seals. A beam of golden light emanated from her palms, quickly dispelling the black aura that was approaching them.

However, black energy continuously surged from the woman's body, enveloping Shen Qingyao and Si Jingnian.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyao became more anxious, constantly thinking of a way to get out of the predicament.

"Si Jingnian, bite your finger and drip your blood onto my hand."

Upon hearing Shen Qingyao's words, Si Jingnian did not hesitate at all. Without even asking any questions, he drew a dagger from his waist, decisively cut his finger, and dripped the blood onto Shen Qingyao's hand.

Shen Qingyao immediately flipped her hand, and Si Jingnian's blood seemed to come alive in Shen Qingyao's hand. As Shen Qingyao's hand moved, it actually transformed into a blood dragon, coiling around Shen Qingyao's hand.

Shen Qingyao chanted the incantation faster and faster, and finally let out a low roar. A blood dragon instantly rushed out of her hand and exploded as it approached the woman.

The woman was splattered with blood, let out a sharp scream, and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

The surrounding black mist and the stage slowly disappeared, and the surroundings returned to normal.

The injured woman was still lying on the ground, her weak figure becoming unsteady.

"Tell me, who's pulling the strings behind you?"

Shen Qingyao walked up to the woman, pointed the copper coin sword at her, and asked.

However, the woman only let out a few terrifying and eerie laughs.

"You stinking Taoist priest, just you wait! My master will not let you get away with this. Your death is just around the corner!"

As the woman finished speaking, her figure grew fainter and fainter until she disappeared completely into the air.

Seeing this, Si Jingnian became nervous, and Shen Qingyao gently patted his shoulder.

"Don't be nervous, she's already lost her soul. It's just a pity we didn't find out who was behind her."

Upon hearing Shen Qingyao's words, Si Jingnian let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had been completely exhausted, and his whole body relaxed.

"Has the matter here been resolved? Will there be no more reports of soldiers going missing?"

After Si Jingnian relaxed completely, his voice revealed deep fatigue.

However, Shen Qingyao shook her head with a serious expression, which made Si Jingnian's heart jump again.

"We've only eliminated the female ghost who performed the opera, but the formation in the military camp hasn't been broken yet, and we haven't found the person behind it."

"As long as the formation remains, a new evil spirit will soon take the place of the previous one and continue killing people."

Si Jingnian's face fell instantly, his eyes filled with resistance.

He never wanted to go through that experience again; it was such a test of his character and courage.

Thinking of this, Si Jingnian's gaze fell on the few people who were already too frightened to stand up.

His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt, and those people, including Ye Liangchen, turned red instantly, not daring to utter a single word.

"To completely resolve this matter, we must first break this soul-nourishing formation, and ideally, find out who is behind it."

"Then how can we break the formation?"

Si Jingnian withdrew his gaze and followed Shen Qingyao back.

“I’ll mark a few locations for you. Have someone dig them up. The bodies of the missing people are buried there.”

"Also, give me a map of the military camp's layout. I'll draw out a few areas for you to demolish and rebuild, according to my instructions."

As Shen Qingyao walked, she discussed with Si Jingnian, leaving the others behind. Seeing them gradually walk away, they immediately helped each other to their feet and followed behind.

After such a night of commotion, by the time Shen Qingyao and Si Jingnian emerged from the military camp, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Having not slept all night and having yawned for so long, Shen Qingyao yawned, leaning wearily against the car door, her eyelids drooping uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Si Jingnian silently reached out and placed his hand under Shen Qingyao's head to prevent her from bumping into something due to the car's vibrations.

Shen Qingyao's eyelids finally closed completely, and she slept soundly the whole way. By the time they were almost at the Marshal's Mansion, it was already bright outside, and people were starting to set up stalls on both sides of the street.

Until the car suddenly braked sharply, Shen Qingyao was thrown forward by inertia.

Seeing this, Si Jingnian quickly pulled her into his arms, thus preventing Shen Qingyao from bumping into the back of the seat in front of her.

Before Shen Qingyao could recover from the sudden forward tilt and weightlessness, she fell into Si Jingnian's arms.

In the chaos, Shen Qingyao's hand accidentally touched Si Jingnian's lower abdomen, and Si Jingnian let out a muffled groan.

Realizing she had placed her hand in the wrong place, Shen Qingyao withdrew it as if she had been electrocuted, then broke free from Si Jingnian's embrace, her cheeks quickly turning bright red.

Si Jingnian released Shen Qingyao with an unnatural expression, and his ears began to turn slightly red.

"what happened?"

Si Jingnian's voice revealed a hint of cold anger. If he hadn't grabbed Shen Qingyao in time, she would have been knocked down hard.

At such a high speed, if she were to crash into it without warning, she would definitely get injured.

Ye Liangchen sensed Si Jingnian's anger and couldn't help but inwardly groan.

"Young Marshal, an old man was pushing a cart and blocking my way. I slammed on the brakes because I was afraid of hitting him."

Hearing Ye Liangchen's explanation, Si Jingnian's anger did not subside; instead, his expression became even more unpleasant.

Just as Shen Qingyao was patting her cheeks trying to calm herself down, her gaze was drawn to a couple outside the car window.

The man was Shen Qingyao's father, Shen Wenzhong, and the woman beside him was someone Shen Qingyao had never seen before.

From a distance, Shen Qingyao couldn't see anything about the woman except that she wasn't very young.

She was smiling and holding Shen Wenzhong's arm, her ample bosom rubbing against his arm.

She seemed to be coaxing Shen Wenzhong, who nodded in agreement with a helpless expression, and even pinched the woman's cheek.

Noticing Shen Qingyao's unusual behavior, Si Jingnian followed her gaze out the window.

“My people found out that your father would go to see that woman a few days every month. Their relationship doesn’t seem to be a normal business relationship.”

Si Jingnian practically made it clear that the woman wasn't someone Shen Wenzhong had paid to find in a brothel, but rather a concubine he kept outside the home.

Shen Qingyao nodded, a certain guess in her heart growing deeper and deeper.