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"Dad, don't blame Zifan. He was all implicated by me. It was me who killed Zifan..."

Zhou Lijuan felt that she was a disaster and her sins could never be redeemed in this life.

"It's none of Xiaojuan's business!"

Ding Zifan was afraid that the village chief would scold his wife, so he immediately stretched out his arms to protect Zhou Lijuan.

"Dad, don't scold Xiaojuan. Xiaojuan is right."

The village chief was sad and sad.

They all say that Zifan is a fool. He is so sincere and polite to everyone, but he is just a little slow to react. Why doesn't he live long?

If possible, he would rather trade his own life for his son's life.

Shen Xi said in a cold voice: "Ding Zifan, after you die, you should report to the underworld to wait for reincarnation, but you have been staying in the earth, which caused your soul to be unstable."

"But I don't want to be reincarnated, I just want to be with Xiaojuan."

Ding Zifan held Zhou Lijuan in his arms, thinking that he could stay and be with her forever.

"People and ghosts follow different paths. If you keep following Zhou Lijuan, you will only kill her."

"I won't kill Xiaojuan." Ding Zifan said stubbornly.

Zhou Lijuan also stood in front of Ding Zifan as a protector, with a firm tone: "Master, I'm not afraid."

"If humans and ghosts have been in contact for a long time, your body will be easily contaminated with yin energy. Once the yin energy becomes severe, it will affect your lifespan."

"I'm not afraid!"

Zhou Lijuan said without hesitation.

"No, I want Xiaojuan to live a long life."

Ding Zifan said in a loud voice.

"Zifan..."

"Xiaojuan, I didn't protect you well during my lifetime, and I can't harm you after my death."

Zhou Lijuan had a bad feeling in her heart.

"What do you want to do, Zifan?"

Ding Zifan gently touched Zhou Lijuan's face. He didn't know what love was, he only knew to leave the best to Zhou Lijuan.

All he knew was that other girls disliked him for being silly and naive.

Only Xiaojuan can talk to him gently and doesn't dislike him at all.

Therefore, Ding Zifan decided that his bride could only be Xiaojuan.

"Xiaojuan, you have to be good in the future. You don't have to guard this house for me all the time. My dad won't blame you."

"No...don't leave Zifan..."

Zhou Lijuan cried loudly as she watched Ding Zifan's figure gradually become transparent and finally disappeared from her eyes.

She would rather that Ding Zifan never came back than to have and lose him briefly.

It was enough for her to endure such pain once, why should she endure it again?

"Aren't you from the national department? The country is so powerful, why don't you even give me a chance to be with Zifan?"

Zhou Lijuan grabbed Shen Xi's collar fiercely, with strong hatred bursting out of her eyes.

"Hey, what's going on with you?"

Qi Fei and Xu Yuanyuan immediately broke her hands away and dragged her aside.

"We came to help with good intentions, but you ended up hurting people again and again indiscriminately." Xu Yuanyuan said angrily.

She sympathized with this pair of lovers, but sympathy was sympathy, and she could still tell the basics of right from wrong.

Moreover, humans and ghosts cannot be together.

If every ghost couldn't bear to leave the living person and wanted to stay by force, the world would be in chaos.

Zhou Lijuan said no more, but stared at Shen Xi with hateful eyes.

Shen Xi raised her eyes to look at the village chief and said in a cool tone: "Village Chief, although we are a national department, we are not responsible for everything."

"Master, don't be angry, Xiaojuan is just emotionally excited for a moment."

Ding Dayong was afraid that if Shen Xi left in anger, no one would care about the strange things in their village.

The same goes for Xiaojuan. How can a dead person just stay if he wants to?

"Xiaojuan, why don't you apologize to the master?"

The village chief's face still showed the pain of his son's departure, and he said to Zhou Lijuan in a deep tone.

Zhou Lijuan, who had always respected the village chief, had a bad temper and refused to bow her head and apologize.

The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.

"Master, let me apologize to you on behalf of my daughter-in-law. Please don't care about her rudeness. She is also a miserable child."

Shen Xi glanced at Zhou Lijuan meaningfully and said quietly: "We have been traveling all day, let's talk while eating."

The village chief was afraid that Shen Xi would give up his job.

This girl looks young, but the other two listen to her, which shows that she is not only not low-level, but also capable.

Because Zhou Lijuan made such a fuss, the steaming meal also went cold.

Everyone ate indifferently, listening to the village chief telling what had happened in the past six months.

"Our village has not grown medicinal materials for generations. My father said that when he was a child, everyone relied on farming for a living. At that time, our transportation was more convenient. When it rained, the roads would be too muddy to walk on."

"Later, someone in the village secretly planted unknown things, saying that they could be sold for more money than grass or grain. At that time, everyone was farming, and who would believe that the grass they grew could still be sold for money."

The first person to eat crabs will always face various doubts.

And those who follow the trend later will never achieve the desired results.

Villagers who grow medicinal herbs sell them for a large sum of money after harvesting them, and they generously teach others to grow medicinal herbs as well.

Originally the village was called Dashan Village because the man's surname was Ding. Later, in order to thank him, he named it after him.

The village chief still remembers that when he was young, his family elders taught him how to identify medicinal materials.

Although he didn't read much, he was as good as those who were knowledgeable in identifying medicinal materials.

"Is it possible that someone is jealous of your business and deliberately ruins it?" Qi Fei asked his own question.

"That's what we thought at the beginning, and we had a few suspects, but after a secret investigation, we found that none of those people were suspects."

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to draft water.

The villagers who live by the mountains blindly worship the mountains and firmly believe in the existence of mountain gods.

On weekdays, some worship activities are also held during holidays.

This incident was initially suspected to be man-made sabotage. Later, when the patrolmen had accidents one after another, everyone agreed that the mountain god was angry.

So, everyone offered sacrifices more devoutly, hoping that the mountain god would not be angry.

Who knew that the more sacrifices were made, the more seriously the medicinal materials would be damaged.

The people who were originally patrolling at night were just teased. Although it was a bit embarrassing, there was no danger.

But since the villagers began to pay more and more sacrifices, the mountain god became even more unhappy, and several night inspectors were injured.

Even the most respected elders in the village couldn't explain why.

I accidentally heard that you could ask Xuanmen for help, so I sent Ding Dayong as a representative. I didn't expect that the master would be invited back.

"Master, what do you think is going on with us?"

The village chief's white hair was sprouting from worry. Not only did the villagers make no money growing medicinal materials this year, they also lost a lot of money.

If this continues, how will they live?

Shen Xi glanced at Qi Fei.

Qi Fei said: "We didn't find anything while walking into the village. For more details, we need to go to the medicinal fields first."

The reason is such that no matter how worried the village chief is, he can't urge others to resolve the matter immediately.

Zhou Lijuan's eyes flickered uncertainly, not knowing what she was thinking.