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The Zhou father and son had never seen a baby like Renbao who could eat so much.

Once the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month has passed, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be approaching.

The mooncake shops in the city are coming up with all sorts of new and creative ways to make mooncakes.

I bought several boxes of each flavor: sesame paste, jujube paste, hawthorn paste...

Renbao held one in his left hand and one in his right, his eyes slightly narrowed, his cheeks puffed out as he ate with relish.

"Young Taoist priest, it's time to get to work." Master Zhou carefully asked, presenting the 30,000 taels of silver notes to Renbao.

Renbao's eyes lit up, but she didn't have a free hand to take it, so she looked down and called out, "Honghong, bring the money!"

Master Zhou watched as Renbao's small bamboo basket at his waist moved, and then a fiery red fox emerged, raised its paw, and pocketed the 30,000 silver notes.

Seriously... this is unbelievable.

Mr. Zhou's throat bobbed up and down.

Even foxes are so intelligent these days.

"Master Zhou, let me handle this."

A weak voice came from behind.

The old Taoist priest was still wearing his purple robe. After waking up, he ignored the pain and forced himself to walk, limping, to the main hall.

Seeing Renbao with his mouth full of mooncake crumbs, he couldn't understand how a little baby who loved to eat could have captured a female ghost.

"Master, I will give you the ten thousand taels I promised you before." Master Zhou quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Go back to where you came from."

The old Taoist priest said, "No."

Master Zhou: ………

"Zhou Guigui, come out and scare him to death!" Renbao overheard their conversation and said to Zhou Yuxuan.

The next moment, Zhou Yuxuan's spirit appeared, smiled gently at Renbao, and when she turned to look at Master Zhou and the old Taoist, her eyes bulged out and her smile was extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Master Zhou was so frightened that he cried out.

"Take this!" The old Taoist priest raised his peach wood sword, shouted, and thrust it at her.

Before the peach wood sword could strike Zhou Yuxuan, the old Taoist stumbled and fell to the ground in front of her with a thud.

Zhou Yuxuan lowered her head and clicked her tongue: "You're really incompetent."

Old Taoist: Extremely insulting!

"Sir, the magistrate's wife has arrived."

As the butler stepped into the main hall, Zhou Yuxuan instinctively crawled back into the bamboo basket at Renbao's waist.

Song Zhaozhao? Isn't she the culprit who framed his aunt?

Master Zhou's face darkened.

The current county magistrate, Tan Shichang, was somewhat fortunate in his studies; when he became engaged to Zhou Yuxuan, he was already a successful candidate in the imperial examinations.

He broke off the engagement and instead married Song Zhaozhao, who then went to the capital to take the imperial examination and succeeded her father.

He could hardly help but suspect that Song Zhaozhao had framed Zhou Yuxuan with the intention of marrying Tan Shichang.

The two had even secretly conspired to ruin Zhou Yuxuan's reputation on their wedding day, thus making it easier to annul the engagement.

"Let her in." A sharp glint flashed in Master Zhou's eyes.

The moment Song Zhaozhao appeared in the main hall, Zhou Yuxuan's soul trembled wildly in the bamboo basket.

"Don't worry," Renbao patted the bamboo basket. "I'll take care of it for you."

The bamboo basket remained completely still instantly.

"It is an honor to have the magistrate's wife here. Please have a seat." Master Zhou forced a smile.

After killing his aunt, his grandfather and father died early, and the Zhou family had few descendants.

Why is it that Song Zhaozhao can still live a good life and enjoy wealth and luxury?

Master Zhou was unwilling to accept this; he refused to submit!

"Who is this?" Song Zhaozhao asked Renbao.

Renbao took a bite of the hawthorn-filled mooncake, looked up at her face, and frowned slightly: "You're the friend who framed Zhou Guigui? Your life wasn't meant to be this good. You've borrowed other people's luck and done too many bad things!"

From the moment Song Zhaozhao married Tan Shichang, she was showered with flattery and surrounded by kind words.

Dare to be ruthless and speak directly about her.

Compal was the first.

Her face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and her eyes sharpened as she looked at Master Zhou: "Whose child is this? And who is Zhou Guigui?"

Master Zhou hadn't expected Renbao to be so direct, but he felt quite pleased with what he heard.

He's petty and thinks that if he's sad, everyone should be sad too.

"Magistrate, have you heard of Zhou Yuxuan?" Master Zhou stared intently at Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao's expression was somewhat unnatural, her throat tightened, and she revealed a nostalgic look: "She was my best friend when I was young, it's a pity..."

Renbao said mercilessly, "It's a pity that you framed her and caused her death, and you even stole her marriage."

"Nonsense." Song Zhaozhao couldn't keep up the act any longer. Her face darkened. "Master Zhou, last night I suddenly remembered the early death of my dear friend. I felt sorry for her and wanted to visit her descendants. I specially prepared gifts, but I didn't expect to be humiliated."

Since I'm not welcome, I'll leave.

"Don't fool yourself with that explanation," Zhou Yuxuan said quietly as she emerged from the bamboo basket.

A fierce wind was raging outside, banging loudly against the windows.

Even after decades, I still know whose voice it is.

Song Zhaozhao was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at her and turned to leave.

Snapped!

The door closed in front of her.

"Xuanxuan, what happened back then was something I made up out of jealousy. I never imagined your clansmen would be so heartless as to drown you in the river. It had nothing to do with me!" Song Zhaozhao cried.

She never dreamed of this.

I was able to see Zhou Yuxuan again in this life, still wearing a red wedding dress. It was obvious at a glance that she had become a vengeful ghost.

When Master Zhou saw that she was blaming all the faults on the clansmen, he got angry and, relying on Renbao and Zhou Yuxuan's influence, he retorted fiercely.

"You shameless person! My Zhou family members were indeed wrong, I admit my mistake, and my Zhou family has paid the price."

And you? Why are you getting away with this?! From today onwards, you can forget about having a good life!

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Zhaozhao's eyes. She took out a talisman and threw it at Zhou Yuxuan. Then she pulled out a piece of coffin board from around her neck and threw it on the ground.

She has indeed been doing very well these past few years. The more successful she is, the more afraid she is of losing it. She burns incense and prays to Buddha, and has obtained many amulets and talismans to carry with her.

Not only that, she also kept a century-old ghost.

Zhou Jiaming is determined not to let her go, so don't blame her for being ruthless!

The old ghost appeared, and the yin energy in the room became even stronger.

"Young Taoist priest, I feel terrible." Master Zhou suddenly felt a splitting headache. As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost possessed him.

Renbao had just taken out the amulet to give it to him when he saw it and exclaimed, "Zhou Guigui, it's attached to your nephew!"

In Lao Gui's eyes, Zhou Yuxuan was nothing to fear.

Sitting in the main seat, seeing the ever-calm little baby, the old ghost felt a sense of dread emanating from it.

Old Ghost was a domesticated ghost, well-fed and cared for in the Zhou mansion, and did not interact with ghosts outside, so he was unaware of Little Yama's whereabouts in the human world.

He had never met him before, nor did he know him.

The old ghost roared, and Chao Renbao bared his teeth and brandished his claws, trying to devour her soul and tear it to pieces.

Liu Shang rushed out, trying to protect Ren Bao, but was slapped away by Lao Gui.

Hey!

That's pretty impressive.

Renbao raised an eyebrow and drew his peach wood sword, striking "Master Zhou" with it.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Master Zhou cried out in pain.

Old Ghost grinned smugly, "Beat him to death, it's not like it's my physical body anyway."

Renbao grabbed a mooncake, chewed slowly, and pointed at Zhou Yuxuan: "Zhou Guigui, beat him up!"

"Zhou Guigui, lie down and pretend to be pitiful."