It's All Up to You!

If that soul was merely an ordinary ghost and had not turned into a vengeful ghost, Chen Feng could find out what had happened. If it could be resolved peacefully, there would be no need to resort to force.

After everyone had left.

In a small room, an old man sat with the dead man's wife.

The room was rather quiet. Ever since his son had died, he had felt that the house was cold and gloomy everywhere, filled with yin energy.

The two of them were in the room when the woman suddenly looked at the old man and said, "That Young Daoist said he would come back. He won't really come back, will he?"

The woman was the deceased's wife. After Chen Feng said the deceased would return, she became terribly frightened and clutched her father-in-law's arm.

She spoke very softly, afraid that someone might hear.

The old man said, "I don't know. I'm scared too. Ever since my son died, I don't dare go near the place where he hanged himself. I feel cold air everywhere in the room. I'm afraid my son will come back to take our lives!"

The old man's face was full of terror.

"What should we do now? Should we move?" the woman asked.

The old man was the deceased's father. The villagers called him Master Yang. Now, he and his daughter-in-law clung to each other in utter fear.

Master Yang was helpless as well. "We can consider moving, but we have to send my son off first. That Young Daoist said he would help us. He's Nether Daoist's son, so he should have some means. I'll have him solve this for us, but for our safety, we still need to give him some money so he'll handle it properly!"

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