Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart

Chapter 312: Ghost Eats Man

Since the last street fight, the neighbors have started to stir again.Some say that the ruins are haunted, and the ghost there has eaten many people. The rain overnight hasn’t washed away the blood.

Everyone, holding curiosity mixed with fear, hurried to watch.

As the town master, County Magistrate Pei was left bewildered.

This repeated occurrence, each time only bloodstains remain with no trace of people, made him question whether he was really seeing ghosts.

Of course, everyone in the Jianghu understands that last night there was a battle by experts in those ruins.

In the days that followed, as soon as the sun sets, no common folk dared to be on the road.

Even the brothels making night earnings shut their doors for several days.

Meanwhile, the Shen Family hadn’t seen Shen Qinglan for several days, and a group of them couldn’t help but worry.

"That child!" the old lady Shen said, "Why choose to travel during the ghost month? If she encounters something unclean, what should we do?"

"I went to see those ruins today, there was indeed a lot of blood!" Shen Qingzhu said with a face full of fear, "The ground, those shattered tiles, and the nearby dirt heaps were all covered in blood, it’s terrifying!"

Shen Qing’an shrank back into the old lady’s embrace in fear.

Shen Qingping also hid beside Dong Yao, whispering, "Second brother, did you see any ghosts?"

"No!" Shen Qingzhu shook his head, "I only saw blood, and a finger that a government official found, no ghost was seen."

"A finger?"

This made the old lady Shen, Dong Yao, and Jiang shi all jump in shock.

"Yes!" Shen Qingfeng said with a solemn expression, "It’s likely not ghosts eating people, but people killing people."

"People killing people?" Dong Yao’s eyelids twitched, "Why would someone go around killing others?"

"It probably involves some Jianghu grudge," Shen Qingfeng said, "I have been friends with Tianjie for many years. He has told me many things from the Jianghu, such matters are quite common there."

"Will they kill indiscriminately?" the old lady Shen asked, clutching her chest.

"No!" Shen Qingfeng said, "Grandma, don’t worry, they only target their enemies and won’t harm the common folks."

"That’s good!" the old lady sighed, "I’m just afraid that Qinglan might run into trouble. As one grows old, thoughts wander, and the heart can’t rest, making one worry here and there as night falls!"

"Me too!" Dong Yao frowned, "In these past two days, I’ve had constant nightmares. Yesterday, I dreamt of Qinglan lying in a pool of blood, frightening me so much I didn’t dare close my eyes all night!"

Jiang shi quickly said, "Dreams are often opposite, our Qinglan is blessed and nothing will happen to her!"

Though she spoke such words, her heart was also in turmoil, growing more frightened the more she thought.

"Heavens, protect us! Gods, protect us!"

The old lady Shen murmured with her eyes closed.

"Sister Qinglan won’t have any trouble!" Shen Qing’an said with teary eyes, "She still wants to teach us to sing ’The White Dragon Horse’!"

"Don’t cry, Qing’an!" Shen Qingping comforted with childlike confidence, "Grandpa said third sister is blessed, protected by heavens. She’ll be fine!"

Shen Qing’an wiped her tears, chokingly asking, "Really?"

"Really!" Shen Qingping said, "If you don’t believe, ask grandpa. He told me!"

Shen Qing’an sniffled, "I believe you!"

Initially worried adults couldn’t help but smile when they heard the children’s dialogue.