Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Thinking of the Ning family's tragic end, Yun Shengsheng made up her mind that she must not let Ghost Hand Zhang go.

Her pace quickened until she was almost jogging in the alley, her shoes making no sound as they trotted on the cobblestone pavement.

Clearly, her physical abilities have improved dramatically from drinking the spiritual spring water every day.

When she arrived at the back alley of the Ning residence, she looked at the two-person-high blue brick wall, took a deep breath, and climbed over it with two pushes.

She landed gracefully and landed steadily.

Wu Xia, who was following behind, was surprised for a moment.

When did you become so skilled in kung fu, Miss?

After seeing that Yun Shengsheng was alright, the little dumpling squatted on her shoulder and continued to give her directions.

"Pass through the two moon gates in front, go around a large courtyard, and in the small courtyard behind that is Ning Wanshu's residence."

"Now, Ghost Hand Zhang is also here."

Yun Shengsheng's eyes darkened, and she said to Wu Xia behind her, "Let's be quiet for a while, so we don't get noticed!"

Wu Xia nodded. Although she didn't know what to do, she would definitely obey.

Yun Shengsheng quickly found Ning Wanshu's courtyard.

This courtyard is hidden deep within the Ning Mansion. There are no adjacent courtyards around it, but rather a small garden. Behind the courtyard is the alley outside the mansion.

So even if there are any noises coming from the yard, no one else can hear them.

Seeing that the courtyard gate was ajar, Yun Shengsheng slipped into the courtyard and tiptoed along the wall toward the main house.

The courtyard was very quiet, the windows were tightly closed, but subtle sounds could be heard coming from inside.

Yun Shengsheng has excellent hearing; she could hear the sounds inside even before she got close.

It was a woman's suppressed, intermittent sobs.

Mixed in with the sounds were a man's impatient, low threatening growl, the swaying of the bed, and heavy breathing...

Yun Shengsheng's face instantly turned ashen, and she clenched her fists tightly.

She closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down.

Now is not the time to rush in; I mustn't act impulsively!

"Ghost Hand Zhang can easily defeat twenty constables single-handedly; his martial arts skills are definitely no worse than mine."

If I rush in rashly, not only will I fail to save Ning Wanshu, but I'll also alert the enemy, allowing Ghost Hand Zhang to threaten me with Ning Wanshu's life.

Once he gets away, it will be very difficult to catch him again. There will be many more victims...

Yun Shengsheng finally calmed down and forced herself to ignore the filthy sounds inside.

She took out a thin stick of incense that she had made herself from her small bag—actually, from her inner space.

She then took out a dagger, gently poked a small hole in the window paper with the tip, lit the sleeping incense, and inserted it through the hole.

Thin wisps of white smoke silently diffused in the room, like a thin veil, and had no smell at all.

So much so that even Ghost Hand Zhang, a man who frequented the underworld and was accustomed to dirty tricks, didn't notice anything amiss.

Before long, Ghost Hand Zhang gradually felt dizzy and his movements became sluggish.

His eyes narrowed, realizing he had been tricked, and he tried to strangle Ning Wanshu.

Unfortunately, I couldn't muster any strength at all.

In a moment of quick thinking, he decided to plead for mercy beforehand, hoping that whoever was outside would let him go.

Unfortunately, he collapsed before he could utter a single word.

Most importantly, although he cannot move or speak, his consciousness is very clear.

Ning Wanshu was the same, but her eyes were empty, as if she had lost all will to live.

Yun Shengsheng heard the commotion inside and knew that everything was settled. Just as she was about to push the door open, someone suddenly grabbed her shoulder from behind.

The force wasn't heavy, but it was very firm.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned around abruptly.

What came into view was Yan Shijin's aloof face.

He arrived at some unknown time and stood half a step behind her.

His breathing was slightly rapid, clearly indicating that he had rushed here.

Yun Shengsheng frowned and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Brother Shi Jin, what brings you here?"

Her tone was a mixture of surprise and relief.

Although she didn't intend to rely on anyone's help, it's always good to have someone standing behind her.

After all, the aftermath will need to be cleaned up.

Yan Shijin's expression was very unpleasant at this moment.

He heard the noises inside as soon as he arrived, and even though he couldn't see it, he could imagine what a disgusting scene it must be inside.

He definitely couldn't let Shengsheng go in.

This filthy scene is not something she should have to face.

But there was another woman inside, and she was definitely disheveled, so he couldn't let Mo Ning in.

After all, Mo Ning was an adult male, and seeing Miss Ning in that state was a second blow to her.

He himself, though still a boy under ten years old, was even more unwilling to go in.

He didn't want those disgusting things to soil his eyes.

Yan Shijin hesitated for a moment, then turned to Wu Xia.

"Go in, first help that woman put on some clothes or wrap her in a blanket, then take her to the next room."

Yun Shengsheng was taken aback, but quickly understood the thoughtfulness and concerns behind his arrangement.

Wu Xia understood that this was both protecting Ning Wanshu's last shred of dignity and protecting her young mistress's eyes.

She nodded and pushed the door open without saying a word.

The lingering scent of intoxicating medicine in the room hadn't completely dissipated, but she took the antidote and was fine.

But she held her breath and quickly walked to the bedside.

Then she kicked away the man who disgusted her with a look of utter disgust.

Then, he quickly pulled the blanket over Ning Wanshu, whose eyes were dull and lifeless on the bed.

After wrapping the person up tightly, they gently carried them out.

After coming out, Yun Shengsheng pointed to the next room.

"Take her over there first, Wu Xia, keep an eye on things."

Wu Xia nodded and quickly left.

Yan Shijin was still worried, so he asked Mo Ning to go in and check first.

Mo Ning rushed in and threw a blanket directly onto the disheveled lower body of the man on the floor.

Ghost Hand Zhang's eyes widened, his gaze almost bursting, but to no avail.

Mo Ning naturally knew what was going on, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Don't worry, you'll suffer a terrible death!"

After he finished speaking, he went out to report. At this moment, Yun Shengsheng and Yan Shijin walked in quickly.

Although Wu Xia and Mo Ning had cleaned up, the scene inside the house was still disgusting.

In particular, there was an unpleasantly sweet smell permeating the air.

Lying on the ground was a lean but short man; without a doubt, this was Ghost Hand Zhang.

He was shirtless and motionless, but his eyes were darting around, clearly indicating that he had something to say.

Yun Shengsheng glanced at him only once, her eyes as cold as ice.

She approached him with a dagger in hand, but just as she raised her hand, the dagger was quietly taken away from her side.

Yun Shengsheng was taken aback and looked at Yan Shijin with displeasure.

If Yan Shijin dares to stop me from killing this beast, I will break off all ties with him...