Along the way, they were all the resentful spirits of Ji Mansion.

Some were killed to the point of losing their souls, while others were stunned and did not react.

More often than not, people die without their bodies intact and their souls scattered.

Ji Chang rushed to the backyard and found that all the servants around his mother had died violently. He finally found his mother in the corner of the rockery.

Mother's body was covered with horrific wounds from knives, and her clothes were already stained red with blood.

She hugged her one-year-old brother and knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy:

"Zian... it doesn't matter if you kill me... I won't blame you."

"But, can you let Jing'er go? Please... please!"

The beautiful woman burst into tears and cried, "Jing'er is only one year old. He doesn't know anything. Please let him go."

"Really, if you spare him, if you let him go, he won't remember anything. He will serve as your slave... I just ask you to spare his life..."

Jing'er was crying loudly in her arms. The one-year-old child really didn't know anything.

But he saw his father being hacked to death and his mother covered in blood. The pungent smell frightened him.

"Dad...brother..."

"Brother...brother!"

The child cried loudly and called his brother.

Ji Chang felt his heart being tightly grasped, and he knelt down with tears streaming down his face.

"Jing'er be good, Jing'er don't cry, brother is here."

"Don't be afraid...it will be over soon..."

Ji Chang hates that he is just a ghost now and that he can't do anything.

There is nothing you can do but watch!

"Ion An... Ion An!" He knelt down in front of his friend, trying to let him hear a sound: "Ion An, I beg you, I beg you..."

Ji Chang's words were incoherent, but he still saw his friend's face expressionless and his eyes full of indifference.

The friend who before leaving prison had hit him on the shoulder like a brother and asked him to treat his sister well after marrying her, was now as strange as a devil.

"Kill!" A cold word came out of his mouth.

"No--"

The bloody knife slashed the mother and one-year-old brother into two halves...

The tender baby, with his eyes wide open, was still calling for his brother before he died.

Ji Chang is in pain...it hurts so much that his soul is about to be torn apart.

He knelt down and sat there in a daze, his ears buzzing, the panic, screams, despair coming from all over Ji's house...he couldn't hear it anymore.

He only had eyes for his parents, sister, and brother who never closed their eyes until death.

His little brother who is only one year old has just learned to call him brother.

Every living life was lost like this, all gone.

I don't know how long it took, but Ji Mansion finally calmed down, and there was a dead silence.

Ji often walked in a familiar home in despair, looking for familiar people.

It would be nice to have half a soul... But apart from him, not a single soul was left in the Ji family.

My sister's body was separated and found lying in the garden.

The mother hugged her brother, and after death, the bodies on both sides still maintained the position of holding the child tightly.

My father's body was lying not far from the gate of Ji Mansion. He must have tried to stop him and argued with him, but it didn't help.

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"It's gone, it's all gone." Ji Chang came back from his memories and lowered his eyes.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors will be executed in their entirety."

After his death, his name was not left in the world.

The girl Luoyi who said she would not marry anyone but him, soon married the son of another important minister in the court.

Although his mentor retired, he was able to enjoy his old age.

His best friend took his place...

In addition to leaving the name of a traitor and being reviled by the people for thousands of years, there is nothing left in his Ji family.

Su Bao looked horrified. She had never expected that her master would die like this.

"I'm sorry!" Su Bao immediately hugged Ji Chang and choked with sobs: "It's Su Bao's fault. Su Bao shouldn't ask..."

This is opening up Master’s scars.

She thought that Master would be like the evil spirits and others, and that he might have some stories that would not be used in other people's lives.

But I didn't want it to end so tragically...

Ji Chang was slightly startled, then slowly raised his hand to cover Su Bao's head.

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you."

"Master wandered around the world for a while after his death and saw all their scenery."

Once you are mad or angry, you will become a fierce ghost or an evil ghost. You will go mad regardless and transform into a ghost general or ghost king...

After becoming a ghost, he still fights back all the way in order to take the lives of his enemies.

Of course, in the end he killed his enemy and was taken back to the underworld by the King of Hell.

"In the next seven hundred years, I will see all the prosperity and destruction of dynasties, and all those high-ranking people. In the end, after death, I will be nothing more than a ghost."

"You...King of Hell were kind to me and pulled me out of the abyss."

Ji Chang stopped talking at this point and looked back at Su Bao with a warm smile on his face: "The story is over, kid."

Su Bao's eyes were full of tears and he hugged his master tightly.

Ji Chang joked: "Why, Master didn't even cry, so you're crying like this?"
Chapter completed!