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Zhao Daniu, his mouth greasy from eating, wiped his mouth and glanced outside. "Mom," he said, "I suddenly feel uneasy."

"It's definitely a good thing." Zhao's mother sighed, picked up a big bone with meat on it for him, and then glanced disdainfully at her daughter-in-law Chen Cuihua sitting next to him with a drooling look on her face.

She initially chose Chen Cuihua because she was efficient at work, tall, and had a full figure, which meant she was sure she could give birth to a son.

After we got married, she was indeed capable of working, but she also ate a lot, and after more than half a year, she still hadn't gotten pregnant.

Zhao was furious when she thought of this. She had paid a high price to marry Chen Cuihua, eight taels of silver!

"Eat, eat, eat! All you ever do is eat! Good!"

She slammed her chopsticks on the table and glared with her sharp, triangular eyes.

Zhao Daniu may not have heard of this.

Mr. Zhao said leisurely, "Alright, it's not like our family can't afford it."

Chen Cuihua's eyes lit up with joy. Under the deathly glare of Zhao's mother, who dared not speak her anger, she quickly picked up a piece of meat, chewed it with smacking sounds, and exclaimed, "So delicious!"

Before marrying into the Zhao family, she had heard that they were very wealthy, and it turned out to be true after she entered the family. Although Zhao's mother was mean, she was satisfied that she could eat meat every now and then.

boom!

Just then, the door was kicked open.

The official led in the constables: "Take them down!"

"Sir, is there some misunderstanding?"

Zhao's father walked up to the official, covered his hand with his sleeve, and stuffed a heavy piece of silver into his hand.

The official brushed his hand away expressionlessly: "You're quite wealthy, aren't you? A woman has gone to the Dali Temple to accuse you and your husband of selling your daughter for personal gain and causing her death. What do you have to say? Let the officials speak."

The official's words struck Zhao's father like a thunderbolt. He asked incredulously, "Who is that woman?"

The official glanced at him: "Zhao Mei."

Zhao Mei!

Isn't she dead?

The Zhao family members paled.

In the government office, on the main hall, next to Su Xuance, there was a tall stool with a little baby eating candied hawthorn.

Compal prefers sweet and sour flavors, and there were already more than a dozen skewers on the table.

The clerk, with a fierce and menacing look, carried a bundle of dry wheat straw, on which were stuck hundreds of round candied hawthorns.

The air was filled with a sweet fragrance.

"Uncle, I'm done eating!" Renbao patted his round little belly and reached out to the registrar.

Su Xuance pinched Renbao's cheek, looked at her teeth, and said patiently, "Renbao, you can't eat candied hawthorns anymore, or your teeth will be eaten by worms."

Renbao was shocked. She took out the small bronze mirror, exclaimed "Ah!" and opened her mouth wide, revealing a set of bright white teeth. She grinned, and you could even see her little tiger teeth.

Renbao whimpered and declared confidently, "Daddy's lying! Renbao's teeth are perfectly fine!"

Su Xuance paused, then gave in to Renbao's accusing look, rubbing his forehead helplessly: "Eat."

The registrar suppressed a laugh. He was dark-skinned, and his ambiguous smile looked very strange.

When the official brought the Zhao family in, he seemed a little dazed, as if he had come to the wrong place.

"Sir, the Zhao family has been brought here." The official bowed and said solemnly.

Renbao paused in his licking of the candied hawthorn, then looked at the Zhao family: "You are Sister Meizi's relatives?"

Zhao's father was constantly on edge, especially when standing in the solemn and imposing government office, a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

But the first thing he heard was a question from a little baby. Zhao's father was a little confused and subconsciously replied, "Yes."

Renbao handed the candied hawthorn to the registrar: "Uncle, here you go!"

She tried to put her hands on her hips, which affected her performance.

The registrar readily accepted the candied hawthorn, stuck it back into the dry straw, and stood calmly beside her, like a personal bodyguard.

The official's lips twitched. "Wow! I never would have guessed this stern-faced fellow was such a smooth talker!"

Who wouldn't want to stand next to the Little Celestial Master!

"My lord, I'm innocent! Even tigers don't eat their cubs, how could I kill my own daughter? It was that rich merchant Jia from town, it was him!" Zhao's father was very perceptive and guessed that Renbao was Su Xuance's daughter. He knelt down and cried bitterly.

Zhao's mother looked around: "Sir, where is that little slut Zhao Mei? I want to ask her, since she's not dead, why doesn't she come home to see us? How heartless she is!"

Zhao Daniu was already terrified and completely flustered. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Su Xuance was amused and annoyed by the shamelessness of this family of three: "You want to see her? Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Zhao's mother gritted her teeth. As long as she saw Zhao Mei, she would cry a few times and coax her a couple of times, and Zhao Mei would soften and obediently go home with her.

She didn't die, so can she be sold again?

It feels so good to have money in your hands!

Zhao's mother's eyes revealed greed and calculation.

Su Xuance saw through the Zhao family's scheme at a glance. He looked at Renbao and asked, "Renbao, can we see him?"

"Yes! Sister Mei said she wants to know what their hearts are made of." Renbao's chubby little hands pulled Zhao Mei out from around her waist.

The Zhao family felt inexplicably uneasy, with a bad premonition.

The next instant, Zhao Mei, dressed in a red dress, with a face as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and feet firmly on the ground, appeared, her face contorted with rage as she looked at the Zhao family.

The government offices were so imposing that even spirits dared not approach, let alone enter.

But with Little Yama in charge, it had no effect on Zhao Mei.

Zhao's father's pupils suddenly contracted, and he retreated repeatedly. His daughter was clearly no longer human, but a ghost!

Zhao's mother, whose eyesight was poor, didn't see that Zhao Mei's feet had left the ground. She rushed forward and tried to twist Zhao Mei's ear, yelling, "You heartless girl! You've been away from the Jia family for over half a year and haven't come home!"

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end!

She missed her target.

Extremely cold yin energy and resentment enveloped her, making it hard for her to breathe and her whole body stiff.

"Mei...Mei'er?" Zhao's mother finally realized what she was seeing. Her legs trembled violently, like a leaf. "The grievance has its source, the debt its debtor. If you want to find someone, go find Merchant Jia, don't come looking for us!"

Zhao Mei said sinisterly, "The culprits who sold me to the wealthy merchant Jia and pushed me into my death trap are none other than you and my father!"

The Zhao family members turned pale with fright and turned to run away.

The door closed at that moment.

dying!

Help!

Zhao Daniu collapsed to the ground, his limbs weak, muttering, "If you're going to look for someone, look for your parents. Your brother didn't hurt you, little sister."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's parents stared in disbelief. Zhao's mother slapped him across the face, saying, "We're all doing this for you!"

"I didn't ask you to sell my sister!" Zhao Daniu cried.

Su Xuance watched coldly, thinking the whole family was selfish and self-serving: "Guards, the prisoner has confessed, arrest him."

Zhao's father was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Sir, it wasn't me who killed her, it was the wealthy merchant Jia!"

"Don't worry, he'll be here soon," Su Xuance said coldly.

Zhao's father and mother may be spared the death penalty, but they cannot escape punishment.

Jia, a wealthy merchant, had more than one life on his hands and had harmed many beautiful and innocent young women. He was arrested by the Dali Temple, his property was confiscated, and he was executed three days later.

As a beneficiary of the existing system, Zhao Daniu's reputation was already tarnished. After divorcing Chen Cuihua, he, who had been spoiled since childhood and couldn't distinguish between grains, soon found himself begging on the streets to make a living.

"Sister Mei, go to the underworld. You'll be reborn into a better life next time." Renbao summoned the Black and White Impermanence to the mortal realm. She waved to Zhao Mei and said in a childish voice.

Having avenged her great grudge, Zhao Mei's murderous aura dissipated, revealing her original delicate and pretty appearance. She bowed deeply to Renbao.

Thank you for giving me justice, Little Yama.

Renbao was in a good mood and started humming a little tune. She jumped onto the bed, rolled around, touched her little belly, and looked up at the roof beam.

She's amazing! I should treat myself to something delicious.

"Renbao, Grand Tutor Wei has arrived. He has come specifically to give you your first lessons. Come with your sister to see him." Su Shuying knocked on the door.

Renbao was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening. She scrambled up, hid under the bed, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, Renbao isn't in the room. Let Grandpa Wei go back first!"

She has come to understand what enlightenment means in the past few days.

It's about learning! It's about reading!

Little Yama only wants to eat, drink, and have fun; she doesn't want to study!