The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 304 Burial Goods from the Tomb
Xiao Zheng finally understood why Lang Jiuchuan said her words were unpleasant; they were more than just unpleasant, they were downright hurtful.

She slumped onto the bed, her breath unsteady, and looked at Lang Jiuchuan, her voice trembling: "Feng shui arrangements, are they really that powerful?"

"Think about it, and you'll understand. If it weren't so powerful, why would people seek out geomancers to choose auspicious sites for their burial grounds? And where did the term 'feng shui treasure land' come from?" Lang Jiuchuan said calmly. "Even if you don't think about those things, you can think about yourself. When you and your husband first got married, you were deeply in love and your relationship was harmonious. But what about now?"

Madam Zheng looked distressed, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Her relationship with Tang Bobin naturally deteriorated day by day.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at her marital palace and said, "If you continue to live in a house with this layout, it's the least you can do; at worst, one of you will die and the other will be injured." She paused, then pointed to the corner of her eye and said, "Moreover, you should be careful. You have a scar on your temple, and it's dark and sunken. Your husband is having an affair."

what?
Xiao Zheng's pupils contracted, and when she opened her mouth, the words "impossible" stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered.

What's impossible? He's also urging her to get better quickly and have a child, saying that her mother-in-law is pressuring her, but doesn't she want to have a child?
She had clearly made countless efforts to have a child, praying to gods and Buddhas, and fasting every three days to show her sincerity. She was almost becoming the kind of person she hated.

Granny Wang and her two maids dared not utter a sound. Outside, a bell rang, its sound a mixture of anger and weeping, making everyone uneasy.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps approached. A second-class maid stopped outside the inner room and reported urgently, "Second Young Mistress, Second Master fell in the garden near the poetry gathering and broke his leg."

Xiao Zheng's face turned deathly pale.

One dead and one injured, the prophecy has come true.

So what Lang Jiuchuan said about having ulterior motives isn't untrue, is it?
Madam Zheng's eyes flashed with resentment as she gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "As long as he's not dead, that's fine. Just call a doctor over and tell me what's the use. How can a sickly woman like me treat his leg?"

Perfect timing! He broke his leg. Let's see where he can go flirting and having romantic escapades with other women now.
The second-class maid stood there, somewhat at a loss. Granny Wang quickly gave Songxiang a wink, indicating that they definitely couldn't pass on the message like that. If they did, the relationship between the two would be over, and if the madam heard about it, it would be an even bigger problem.

Songxiang immediately went out and took the little maid out to give her some instructions.

Little Zheng was just saying it in anger. She wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes and said, "Little Master, please speak clearly. What is this 'White Tiger Fierce Demon' you mentioned?"

"Then let's go see what you have in your little Buddhist shrine?" Lang Jiuchuan looked towards the location of the shrine.

The group immediately got up and headed towards the Buddhist hall.

Upon entering the Buddhist hall, one is immediately struck by a chilling and malevolent aura.

Xiao Zheng and the others hadn't thought much of it before, but now, after hearing Lang Jiuchuan's description, they were somewhat prejudiced and felt that the cold was too intense, chilling to the bone, and that the Buddhist hall seemed to be shrouded in a dark, gloomy aura, with a strange, putrid smell inside that made it feel like they couldn't breathe.

Lang Jiuchuan frowned. They couldn't see it, but she could clearly see it: the entire Buddhist hall was filled with a black, malevolent aura, like a black, malevolent beast ready to bite at any moment. She cast a Vajra incantation, and the malevolent aura seemed to have met its nemesis, immediately halting and surging in one direction.

Xiao Zheng and the others sensed the difference in the aura and immediately stood beside Lang Jiuchuan, feeling flustered.

"I worship the Guanyin Goddess who grants children, not some random deity or bodhisattva. She is a Guanyin who has been properly consecrated at Qingjing Nunnery," Xiao Zheng explained.

Lang Jiuchuan had already seen the white jade Guanyin statue that grants children, and upon seeing it, his brows furrowed.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, which had been consecrated, was now tainted with a layer of filthy and malevolent energy, making the originally kind-looking Guanyin statue appear somewhat ferocious and menacing.

The Guanyin statue has been defiled.

Soon, Lang Jiuchuan saw the source of the Yin energy. She rushed forward and looked at a lotus-shaped bronze incense burner in front of the Guanyin statue. The Yin energy was emanating from this place, and the entire incense burner was shrouded in a thick, black Yin energy.

Lang Jiuchuan turned to look at Xiao Zhengshi and asked, "I heard from Granny Wang that you're having nightmares now, dreaming that someone is asking you for things, and that even the Bodhisattva is rebuking you for being disrespectful?"

Little Zheng nodded blankly: "Yes, I don't know if it's because I've been sick for so long, but I'm restless at night. When I finally fall asleep, I dream about strange things and then I wake up in a fright. Little Master, what's wrong?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked at her thin body and sallow face, sighed, and pointed to the lotus incense burner: "You offered this evil object in front of the Bodhisattva statue. Ignorance is no excuse. The Bodhisattva is only being merciful by blaming you for your disrespect. Otherwise, you would have been punished by the gods."

what?
"Well, Guanyin Bodhisattva always prefers lotus thrones. This lotus incense burner is so exquisitely crafted, and it's made according to the Bodhisattva's preferences. I'm offering it with utmost sincerity. Is there a problem?" Little Zheng asked anxiously. Divine punishment? That's even more terrifying than encountering a ghost!
Lang Jiuchuan said, “There’s no problem with using the lotus incense burner for burning incense. The problem is where it came from. This thing has a lot of yin energy, the kind of yin energy that has been dormant for a long time. In front of the Bodhisattva statue, it is in opposition to it, and the yin energy becomes more and more ferocious. When it encounters the feng shui layout of your house, it immediately generates the White Tiger evil energy, which is bad for the lady of the house.”

She reached out and lightly touched the lotus-shaped incense burner, saying, "If I'm not mistaken, this incense burner was brought out from the tomb and was released without being cleansed of its yin energy."

Xiao Zheng took a step back, which means that the incense burner was a burial item for the dead.

She got it.

No wonder the Bodhisattva in her dream accused her of disrespect. She placed untreated burial goods in front of the statue, which was of course extremely disrespectful. Think about how you pray to Guanyin, the Goddess of Fertility, and you wash your hands before holding incense and kneeling to make your wish. But she used burial goods to offer incense, which was blasphemy against the Bodhisattva. No wonder she couldn't get a child. Just as Lang Jiuchuan said, she blasphemed the gods. It's only because the Bodhisattva was merciful that she didn't receive divine punishment.

Lang Jiuchuan asked, "Where did this thing come from? If it was unintentional, that's fine, but if it was intentional, then..."

Little Zheng understood the meaning behind those words: it was intentional, deliberately meant to make her blaspheme against the gods and invite divine punishment.

Her face suddenly turned pale, and she opened her mouth tremblingly, but it was as if someone was choking her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Granny Wang, however, knew the answer and, with an equally pale face, said, "This, this is what the young master brought back."