It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Yun Li felt no guilt whatsoever about killing a child.

After poisoning her, she left the train station chewing on a milk candy. She knew nothing about what happened afterward, nor did she need to know.

She returned to her spatial dimension and stewed an old duck and stir-fried two dishes for herself.

Dining alone is lonely, but she's gotten used to it.

After finishing her meal, she went for a leisurely walk to aid digestion, as usual.

After that, I washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen.

After doing all this, she stripped herself naked and soaked in the bathtub.

Through the clear water, short, stick-like legs are clearly visible underwater.

Tilt your head back, close your eyes, and relax completely.

After taking a bath, I simply put on a children's tracksuit that I had collected from another world.

Carrying a basket, she arrived at the tea garden and picked tea leaves with lightning speed, so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Space can store all mature things into a warehouse with just a thought.

Tea leaves can also be used.

Yun Li simply prefers to pick tea leaves by hand, as it helps improve her finger dexterity.

After picking a basket full of tea leaves, he returned to the villa, changed into some old clothes, and then smeared his face with black paint before leaving the space.

Although Yun Li planned to take down Zhou Lanlan's parents and the two children in a few days, he would still check on his targets from time to time every day to prevent them from running away.

That will waste a lot of time.

Yun Li emerged from the space at nine o'clock at night. Standing at the entrance of the alley, she could clearly see Zhou Lanlan and Min Hui's two children fast asleep.

There were also two police officers in the room where they were sleeping.

Without any expression, he turned and left, arriving not far from the food factory's residential building.

The funeral was held on an open space not far from the food factory's staff quarters.

There are many people here now, because the funeral is scheduled for tomorrow morning.

The drum and gong team, the coffin-carrying team, as well as the deceased's relatives and people from the factory who had a good relationship with Min Hui and his wife, were all here, preparing to send them off tomorrow.

Yun Li stood there for a while before leaving and then went back into the space.

……

The funeral procession set off at four o'clock the next morning.

As soon as the group left, everyone in the family compound and the surrounding area breathed a sigh of relief.

The burial of the dead is not scary, because everyone has experienced the funeral of a family member or neighbor to some extent.

But this time was different. The two who died didn't even have complete bodies. There were even rumors that the couple's hands and feet were smashed while they were still alive.

You can imagine how painful it must have been.

Even though people don't dare to be superstitious now, they still can't help but think wildly in some directions.

It seems normal for someone who died such a tragic death to become a vengeful ghost.

The funeral procession left so early because the burial site was quite far away, about a half-hour drive away.

Of course, this half hour refers to the normal walking distance for one person.

If the procession were to carry the coffin, the flat road would be easier to walk, but the mountain path would be much more difficult, taking at least two hours to reach the destination.

The deceased was too gruesome. The factory leaders originally suggested cremation, but Zhou Lanlan's parents, who were used to doing evil and were superstitious, refused.

In their view, cremation means turning to ashes and having no afterlife, so they firmly disagree.

The factory leader was just offering a suggestion; if they disagreed, that was fine, no pressure. Anyway, he didn't live in the staff quarters.

Everyone knows the deceased died a terrible death, and while feeling sympathy, they are also terrified.

At first, they couldn't even find people to carry the coffin, and Zhou Lanlan's parents had to pay a high price before someone was willing to do so.

The same goes for the drum and gong team.

As for the people attending the funeral, they were all volunteers, and some of them were people who had a good relationship with Min Hui and Zhou Lanlan.

Another group wanted peace of mind, lest they be blamed by something for not seeing them off and harbor resentment.

Yun Li watched the funeral procession leave, then slowly walked to the corner of the alley where Zhou Lanlan's parents lived and squatted down.

In summer, by five o'clock the sky is already bright, and most people are already up.

The sounds of brushing teeth, rinsing mouths, clattering pots and pans, and many unkind old people cursing their daughters-in-law and daughters.

It's not that they're complaining about laziness, it's that this wasn't done well, that wasn't done well.

The vicious curses are hard to believe, as they are directed at one's own family.

Yun Li's lowered face was full of disgust. She had experienced many worlds, but no matter which world it was, women would make things difficult for other women.

Just like those women in Jiazigou, even though Yun Jiaoyue was the victim, they not only didn't help her, but also bullied her relentlessly.

Thinking of this, he crushed the pebble in his palm, and his expression turned ferocious.

It was too easy for that village to die.

In an instant, she made a decision: their ashes didn't even deserve a peaceful rest; they had to be scattered.

"Whose child is this? Why does he look like a beggar?"

Two pairs of feet came into Yun Li's view. She didn't look up and casually picked up a pebble and drew on the ground.

Soon, an irregularly shaped turtle was drawn.

"Little sister, which family are you from?"

The first voice was that of an older person, and the second voice was that of a young girl.

Yun Li ignored her and continued scribbling.

Suddenly, a pretty face appeared before me. The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with two dimples on her face, and she looked very cute.

Yun Li glanced at her indifferently, then lowered her eyes again.

"Hey, are you mute? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Yun Li remained unmoved.

"Let's go, let's go. What's the point of talking to a mute little beggar?"

The older woman bent down and tugged at the girl's arm, her gaze towards Yun Li filled with pity.

The girl was pulled up by the woman, glanced at Yun Li, and then followed the woman away.

But that glance was tinged with regret.

After the two had walked a distance, the woman asked the girl, "When did you start caring about a beggar?"

The girl hugged the woman's arm and said, "Mom, I want to find a child bride for my brother."

"Don't talk nonsense, what if someone hears you?"

In this era, child brides were a product of feudalism; it was neither acceptable to talk about them nor to do them.

Although the woman scolded her daughter, she also felt a little warm inside. Her youngest son was mentally challenged, and given his condition, he would never be able to find a wife.

It would be better to adopt a little girl, train her properly, and then have her become your son's wife.

Thinking about it, the woman turned around and looked back, meeting Yun Li's dark eyes, which were devoid of any emotion.

The woman turned her head in fright, patted her chest, and thought, "This child is too strange, and a little scary."

Even if you're going to find a child bride, you should never do it this way.

The girl glanced at the woman. "Mom, what's wrong?"

The woman patted her daughter's hand that was gripping her arm. "Yan Yan, your idea is good, and Mom thinks it's a good idea too. It's just that you have to choose the right person. You can't accept the one like the one we just met."

"Why couldn't we have that one?" the girl asked, puzzled. Although the boy was a bit thin, she had seen his features and he wasn't ugly.

"It was so eerie, like that ghostly thing underground." The woman couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the eyes she had just seen.

"Hahaha..." The girl laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? That child must have had a hard life, so he has some personality problems. He couldn't possibly be someone from the underground."