A person's appearance was born from their heart. Judging by that woman's face, she had never looked like a good person.
Now that she was dead, she was still haunting her own daughter. She was truly a "rare specimen" among ghosts.
Once inside, we looked around.
There was a faint ghostly yin aura in the house, but no evil spirit was present.
That only meant something unclean had been here...
Before we could ask anything, Cheng Xiaohong's two younger brothers could no longer hold back and asked:
"Sis, you said we'd talk when we got home. What exactly is going on?"
"Yeah, Big Sis, you said Mom is haunting you. What do you mean by that?"
Now that they were inside, Cheng Xiaohong no longer intended to hide it.
Facing her two younger brothers, she said:
"Second Brother, Third Brother, you might not believe what I'm about to tell you.
But... but it's all true.
Mom doesn't want me to live. She wants me dead. She wants me to marry Lin Erniu again..."
At that, Cheng Xiaohong turned to look at her mother's memorial portrait. Her eyes reddened, and she began to cry again.
Cheng Xiaoyou and Cheng Xiaoqian's expressions changed as well. After exchanging a glance, the thinner second brother, Cheng Xiaoyou, spoke up:
"N-No way! Mom is already dead, and Lin Erniu is dead too."
Cheng Xiaoqian also spoke:
"Yeah! Sis, did you have a nightmare?"
Cheng Xiaohong shook her head.
"It wasn't a nightmare. If Brother Jiang—if Daoist Jiang—hadn't saved me, I might already be dead.
Mom even sent the hunchbacked Li Cuihua and the lame Zhou Erya to watch me at my rented apartment and drain my vital energy.
I brought Daoist Jiang and the others back because I want to settle things with Mom once