It's laughable, really. Before an evil spirit harms someone, even if you know they're about to, you can't just deal with it. You have to have a legitimate reason to intervene, or you have to wait until the spirit has finished its dirty work before you can clean up the mess.

But thinking about it, it's not just the Yin-Yang world. Isn't that how most things are?

Bian Que saw Duke Huan of Cai and wanted to cure his illness before it became serious, but Duke Huan dismissed him with the comment, "Doctors like to treat illnesses that are easy to cure and claim it as their own achievement."

If a thug attacks you, but you strike first, you're the one who ends up behind bars.

Duke Zheng wanted to eliminate his younger brother, Gong Shu Duan, but he had to nurture him first, wait for the ignorant brat to make a big enough mess so that he could justifiably eliminate him.

Preventing a fire by removing the fuel is thankless; only those who put out the blaze are praised.

That's just how humans have always been. Those of us who dabble in the Yin-Yang world can't escape the rules either.

Boss Xu is still doing well, so his affairs can't be touched unless he comes to me first.

So many people have died in Little Auspicious Village that the cemetery is almost full, so the village's problems can be dealt with. You can even kill the evil spirit causing the trouble on the spot.

Of course, I know someone deliberately lured me to Little Auspicious Village. I don't know their specific purpose yet, but there's no time to think about it too much. Even if it's a trap, I have to deal with the evil spirit first. I can't just watch people continue to die in the village.

After the villagers left, the police cars did come, but they just circled around Mei Gu's house and left without even getting out of the car when they saw that the villagers had dispersed.

Mei Gu calls the police every other day. They're probably fed up with her.

The police are only human. With all the strange things happening in the village, they're afraid to get too involved. After all, evil spirits aren't their jurisdiction, and they don't have the ability to deal with them.

After the police cars left, I knocked on Mei Gu's door, but there was no answer. The door was tightly shut.

I looked around and, seeing no one, climbed over the wall again.

The yard was a mess, with bricks, tiles, rotten vegetable leaves, and even foul-smelling black dog blood scattered everywhere, probably thrown in by the angry villagers.

I shouted a few times in the yard, but still, no one answered. The door to the house was half-open, not locked, so I went inside.

The rooms were empty. I didn't see Mei Gu or her child, but I did find a snakeskin on the simple baby bed.

As soon as I got close to the snakeskin, the abacus beads in my sleeve started to tremble.

I immediately closed my eyes and moved the abacus beads, communicating with the abacus. The information I received was that this snakeskin represented light, was not only noble but also sacred.

Light? Can a snake represent light? Don't snakes like to live in dark, damp places?

The abacus can't speak. Could I have perceived it wrong?

I grabbed a hanger from the bedside and examined the snakeskin carefully. I realized I couldn't even identify the species of snake. The skin was greasy, and there were faint signs of horns growing on its head.

I circled the room a few more times, but after finding nothing else, I prepared to climb over the wall and leave. As soon as I stepped out of the door, I saw a woman in her thirties, her right hand behind her back, watching me warily.

I glanced at the layout of the yard and knew where she had been.

Rural toilets are usually in the yard. She had been in the toilet the whole time.

It's not that I didn't consider that someone could be hiding in the toilet, but men and women are different, and only Mei Gu and her child lived in this small yard. I was too embarrassed to search the toilet.

Trespassing was already bad enough. If I were to intrude on someone's private toilet and see something I shouldn't, it would be really awkward. What if she called the police? How would I explain it to the officers?

"Are you Mei Gu?" I asked the woman.

The woman didn't deny it. She stared at me with cold eyes and asked who I was and what I was doing here.

I didn't lie to her. I told her directly that I was a Xuan cultivator passing by and that I saw white paper money everywhere in the village. I thought it was abnormal for so many people to die in such a short period of time, so I came in to take a look and meddle in things a bit.

"Seeing that you're so young, I'll give you a piece of advice. Some things in this world can be handled, but some things can never be touched. Even Qin Shuguang from Fengshui Hall came here and quickly tucked his tail between his legs and ran. Do you think you're better than him?

My child and I don't want to cause any more bloodshed, but I will never allow anyone to harm my child. If you know what's good for you, get out of this village now, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Mei Gu's face was cold, and she radiated a murderous aura. I definitely believed that if I chose to continue interfering, she would slash at me with a knife.

"Since you say that you and your child don't want to cause any more bloodshed, then are the recent deaths in the village related to you two?" I asked, staring into Mei Gu's eyes.

"Yes, those people were all killed by my child."

"He killed so many people, and you still say you don't want to cause any more bloodshed?" Your logic is quite bizarre.

"I just said we don't want to cause any *more* bloodshed. I didn't say we haven't caused any. My son was just born and needs to replenish his nutrients. Absorbing the life force of the living is necessary, or he won't survive.

We've tried to choose ordinary people to absorb. We've tried to get rid of meddling Xuan cultivators. This is the most we can do.

If you don't take the path to survival and insist on seeking death, we don't mind sending you on your way. You have such pure Xuan power; I'm sure it would be very appealing to my son."

My expression wasn't very good. At first, I thought she had some hidden story, some unavoidable hardship, but now it seemed that although this woman had a calm, sensible face, she had the mind of a bandit.

I've been in the Yin-Yang business for so many years. I've seen evil spirits that absorb people's Yang energy, evil spirits that absorb people's life force, and evil spirits that use male-female affairs to replenish themselves, but this is the first time I've encountered one who absorbs people's life force with such confidence.

This woman was completely unreasonable. I didn't need to be polite with her either.

"Hand over that snake, or don't blame me for being impolite." My face was gloomy, and I unleashed my aura to pressure the woman.

Mei Gu chuckled dismissively. "You're not worthy for my son to deal with you personally. I can handle you myself."

As she spoke, Mei Gu revealed her hand behind her back, holding a gleaming kitchen knife, with half-dried bloodstains on the blade.

Without another word, Mei Gu rushed forward and slashed with the knife.

I dodged the attack and reached out to grab the knife, but before I could even raise my arm, the aura on the knife forced me back several steps.

I was able to dodge that attack, but I was still forced back by the aura on the blade. If I had been careless and hadn't dodged, but had chosen to take it head-on, my arm would have been broken.

I instantly broke out in a cold sweat. This woman looked like an ordinary rural woman. How could her slash have such power?

It's no exaggeration to say that even if Ding Kan was at full strength and slashed with his white bone knife, the power wouldn't be a third of this.

If every move she made had this much power, I would really have to run away. To take her on, I'd probably have to bring my whole family of evil spirits to kill her.

This woman was just a villager; she didn't know any Xuan skills or Taoist magic. She was relying entirely on the aura on that knife.

And the kitchen knife was just an ordinary iron kitchen knife, not a divine weapon used by some great figure. The only reasonable explanation was that the blood on the knife didn't belong to ordinary people.

Was that blood from this woman's son? What exactly was the snake that Mei Gu gave birth to? Why did its blood have such powerful energy? Why did the abacus feel that its skin had divine radiance?

Shouldn't gods and Buddhas save all living beings? Why would an evil spirit that absorbs people's life force and kills so many villagers have such powerful divinity?

I had so many questions, but Mei Gu clearly had no intention of answering any of them.

"You've already seen my power. Do you still want to fight me?"

"What exactly is your son?"

"I don't need to know what he is. All I need to know is that he's my son. Protecting my son is a mother's instinct. No reason is needed."

"I understand."

I didn't ask Mei Gu anything else, nor did I stay at her house any longer. I climbed over the wall and headed towards the graveyard outside the village.

Mei Gu had made herself clear, and I believed that she didn't know much. Whatever had happened before, whether the man had attacked the beggar first, or the beggar had wronged the man, in any case, the beggar and the man were both gone, and the woman had lost almost everything.

Now, her child was her only support. Even if the child was a heinous monster, even if the child asked her to dig out the hearts of the other villagers to eat, she would do it without hesitation.

The woman seemed calm, but she had already lost her mind. Her only standard for judging everything now was whether it was beneficial to her son.

The woman's combat power was already terrifying. The combat power of that child was even more unimaginable. Fighting head-on was definitely out of the question. This matter required long-term planning. I had to investigate thoroughly.

I also knew the purpose of that fake fan luring me to Little Auspicious Village. He wanted my life. He must have known something about my character, knowing that I wouldn't let something like this go, and was certain that the evil spirit here could kill me.

The last two assassins weren't strong enough. Ling Dang and the ghost raiser were easily killed by me. This time, they finally found a powerful guy to deal with me.

Actually, it was very simple for me to break this killing scheme. I just had to leave this village. Mei Gu didn't say she wanted to kill me. As long as I was willing to leave now, she definitely wouldn't stop me, but I didn't want to do that.

Whether the person behind this scheme was Qin Shuguang or not, he understood me very well.

His plan wasn't clever at all. With a little thought, I knew what was going on. Such a simple trap wouldn't work on most people, but it could trap me.

Am I a saint? Maybe. I don't know.

However, I was determined to handle the matter here, and I didn't think I would die here.

I had to figure out what that snake, representing light and full of divinity, was.

While pondering, I simply drew the shape of the snake on my phone and sent it to a few friends to ask if they knew what it was.

As soon as I arrived at the graveyard, I heard the sound of wailing coming from all directions. In the simple ancestral graveyard, there were actually three groups of people mourning at the graves.

The group in the distance, the people in the grave must have been dead for many years. The grass on the grave was already very tall. The other two groups were both recently deceased, one filling in the soil, the other lowering the coffin into the pit.

The ones filling the soil were crying and filling the soil at the same time, saying comforting words.

Everyone had their difficulties. The dead were already dead, and the living had to keep living. They asked the one in the coffin not to cause trouble.

The one inside seemed to have listened to their advice and behaved well, letting the people outside fill the soil and bury him in peace.

The ones who were still lowering the coffin weren't so lucky. Although the filial sons and grandsons were also crying and begging, the master in the coffin was obviously unwilling to leave. The people outside tried several times, but the coffin refused to lie down in the pit. It was either tilted or stood straight up.

"Big, big brother, if it really doesn't work, why don't we just bury him standing up? Maybe, Dad likes to stand in there." A slightly younger man in mourning clothes tentatively said to the older man in mourning clothes.

The older man in mourning clothes looked at the coffin and said with a bitter face, "Dad isn't standing, he's upside down. Where do you bury people like that?"

"But, it's not that we won't let Dad lie down, it's that Dad won't lie down." The younger one still wanted to give up.

The older one was actually tired too. He sighed and told his younger brother to sit down and rest for a while, and then continue later.

The two brothers sat on the ground, silently watching the coffin and smoking. After smoking several cigarettes in a row, the older brother finally said,

"Do you think if we just fill the soil like this and bury Dad upside down so uncomfortably, will Dad come back to us at night?"

The younger brother smiled bitterly, "It's not like if we let Dad lie flat in the ground, he won't come back at night, either? Grandpa didn't lie down and leave? And he's been gone for so many years, didn't he still come back last night?

I kept telling Dad not to open the door, not to open the door, Grandpa is already dead, the one crawling on the ground isn't Grandpa, but he wouldn't listen.

Now it's good, he's been taken down too. In our family, there's only the two of us left."

The older brother sighed heavily again, patted his younger brother, and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely listen to you tonight, and lock all the doors tightly. Whether Dad comes back, or Grandpa comes back, I won't open the door.

Whether they cry, scold, or call for help outside, I'll pretend I didn't hear anything. Let's live well, you and me, live well. No one can leave."

As he spoke, tears streamed down the older brother's face again. The younger brother wanted to take another puff of his cigarette, but the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he couldn't get the cigarette to his mouth.