The Yin messenger glanced at the four Yin messengers who always liked to use their status to suppress souls. He cleared his throat and said, "They have all remembered their pasts, so they are all suffering. You guys should have some common sense."
"You don't think it's a waste of time," the first Yin messenger asked in surprise.
The Yin messenger shrugged.
The first Yin messenger curled his lips. "You've committed a grave offense. We are not allowed to delve into their pasts. Besides, what does their past have to do with you? They're all crying their eyes out. Take them back," he said, concerned about his reputation. "It's embarrassing to even think about it."
"If you find it embarrassing, then all of you can leave. You came here for nothing, not me."
These four Yin messengers were known as the 'scavenger Yin messengers' below. Their task performance was poor, so they always tried to curry favor with other Yin messengers for tasks or to earn rewards from them.
No matter how little, as long as they had something, because they needed to supplement their 'performance.' If their performance was insufficient, their final fate would be reincarnation, and into what, no one could say for sure.
Therefore, to avoid such a fate, they would rather swallow their pride and beg others.
Before this, they had always looked down on Yin messengers. It was only recently, upon hearing that he had taken on such a heavy responsibility, that they started to curry favor with him. Originally, the Yin messenger didn't want to call them, but since they had said all the nice things, he found it difficult to refuse and agreed.
Now, they were actually lecturing him. How could he tolerate that?
The first Yin messenger faltered when the Yin messenger said that. "We don't find it embarrassing, I was just joking."
"Yes," the second Yin messenger agreed, afraid of offending the Yin messenger. "Everything you say is right." After speaking, he summoned the black rope first.
Immediately, the other two, who were not good with words, also smiled at the Yin messenger and then summoned the black ropes, starting their work.
A moment later, the four Yin messengers each pulled over a dozen lonely souls. After bidding farewell to the Yin messenger, they left.
The Yin messenger had also completed his task. He placed a hand on his hip, looked at the Book of Life and Death in his hand, and turned towards the back door of the Mu family.
Living room.
Mu Anxiao stood in front of Mu Liang, who was being held, ignoring Mu Xin and the trembling Mu Xiang. She frowned and raised her hand, beginning to erase the memories that caused her fear.
This layer of spell was something she had just learned from the immortal book, and she was already using it. She felt a bit of heartache about it.
On the opposite side, a blue light enveloped both Mu Xin and Mu Xiang. Then, as Mu Xiang and Mu Xin closed their eyes, those memories began to be reassembled. Gradually, they completely forgot about the monster, remembering only that it was a dream. Mu Xiang only remembered that Mu Anxiao was a wealthy person in hiding, and she didn't know anything else.
Mu Anxiao looked at the memory scene in the blue light and asked, "Look, should this memory be kept?" She turned to look at Mu Xi.
Mu Xi stared at the scene, which showed the care he had recently shown to Mu Xiang and Mu Xin. He lowered his eyelids and said, "Erase it."
"Are you sure?"
"Ultimately, I should not exist in their memories," Mu Xi said in a low voice.
Feng Qishi said, "I think we should keep it. At least," he looked down at Mu Xin, "it can leave some good memories for that child's childhood."
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi and thought for a moment. "You're right." As she said this, she kept the two memories that made them feel 'comforted.' Conversely, she completely erased the memories that were likely to leave them traumatized.
At the same time, Mu Long and the old man entered the living room together.
The wolf demon looked at the scene before him and expressed his surprise. "Mu Anxiao, what are you doing?"
"..." Mu Anxiao ignored the wolf demon. After finally reassembling the memories, she lowered her hand and looked at Mu Xin, who had collapsed from being unable to bear the memories, without speaking.
On the contrary, Mu Xiang opened her eyes. "..."
Mu Liang called out, "Niang Niang Niang."
Mu Xiang looked down at Mu Liang, who was smiling at her, and said, "I miss mother."
Mu Liang smiled.
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips and deliberately said, "Madam, have you been very tired recently? You can fall asleep just by standing."
Mu Xiang smiled. "Perhaps I've been tired lately. It must be past midnight."
The spell of memory reassembly was very troublesome. If there was any mistake, the person being cast upon would overlap memories with dreams. But the night was different. Mu Anxiao thought that the memories from nighttime would become blank, so she had already figured out how to explain the issue of standing and sleeping to Mu Xiang. Who knew... it didn't come into play.
"..." Mu Anxiao just smiled and remained silent.
Then, Mu Xiang looked at Mu Xi (the fake Mu Long) and asked, "By the way, where is Mu Xiang?"
When Mu Xiang looked at him, Mu Xi's nerves tightened. He said, "In the room."
"In the room..." Mu Xiang said, looking down at Mu Liang in her arms. "Strange, when did Liang'er come over? What's wrong with his clothes? Where have the wet nurse and the maid looking after him gone?"
Mu Xiang's long string of questions made Mu Xi's nerves tighten again. After deliberately glancing at Mu Anxiao, he said, "Those servants, they've all left."
"Left?"
"You were sleeping soundly just now, sleepwalking. Then they said you were possessed. Listening to them... I sent them all away."
"Why?" Mu Xiang asked, confused.
Mu Xi turned and deliberately looked at Mu Long, then turned back to Mu Xiang. "I admit that the maid and I had an affair, but now I want to live a good life. And just now, I saw through the true colors of those people, so I drove them away in a fit of anger."
"Did you drive the housekeeper away too?"
"Everyone, I drove them away."
"What?" Mu Xiang exclaimed. She took a step and happened to step on Mu Xin's hand. "Are you crazy?" she said, then looked down at Mu Xin, tutted, and moved her foot away.
Mu Xi was angered by Mu Xiang's impatience towards Mu Xin. "This is our daughter, is it appropriate for you to do this?" he asked, bending down and picking up the sleeping Mu Xin.
Mu Xiang said expressionlessly, "As long as we have a son, why bother with her?"
"You're sick," Mu Xi said angrily.
Mu Xiang was startled. "You're scolding me because of this child?" she pointed at Mu Xin.
When Mu Xi learned that Mu Xiang was pregnant, he thought she would be a gentle mother, treating boys and girls equally. Who knew... reality was like this, and he was disappointed in her.
Mu Anxiao also did not expect Mu Xiang to treat Mu Xin this way. Looking at her now, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but frown.
The old man and Mu Long exchanged glances, not daring to speak.
A Xia, Gu Xiao, and Chen clenched their fists as they watched the scene unfold.
Yue Ci and Piao did not speak, also feeling indignant.
Mu Xiang saw Mu Xi only looking at her without speaking and roared, "Say something!"
Mu Xi sighed and said faintly, "Go back and rest."
"You..."
"Do you want this child or not?" Mu Xi suddenly asked.
Mu Xiang's eyes flickered. After glancing at Feng Qishi and the others, she said, "Whoever wants her, take her. I don't want her anymore."
However, at that moment, Mu Xiang uttered these words, Mu Xin woke up, and tears immediately streamed from the corners of her eyes. Mu Xi looked down and saw it. "You're awake," he said, changing the way he held Mu Xin.
Mu Xin rested one arm on Mu Xi's shoulder, turned her head to look at Mu Xiang, who was glaring at her, and called out, "Niang."
Mu Xiang said, "Don't call me Niang. Whoever is good here, you can go to them. Your father," she glanced at Mu Xi, "doesn't want you anymore either."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xin shifted her gaze to Mu Xi's face.
Mu Xi was stunned.
Mu Xiang continued, "Don't resent your mother, it's your father who doesn't want you. You never belonged to this family. If," she choked, "there are many people here now, choose someone and leave."
Mu Anxiao felt a sudden pang of guilt upon hearing Mu Xiang's words. At this moment, she began to doubt... whether it was because of her that Mu Xiang had such thoughts.
In any case, looking at the scene before her, she felt very strange.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao and remained silent.
Hei Feng cleared his throat and said, "Mu Anxiao, you've done something bad."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao glanced at Hei Feng and lowered her head.
Mu Xi already had a prejudice against them. He had originally agreed to leave Mu Xin with her parents, but now that Mu Xiang was acting this way, he didn't want to show her any more kindness. He then looked directly at Mu Anxiao and asked, "Do you like her?" he looked down at Mu Xin.
He had completely forgotten that he was currently Mu Xin's father, Mu Long.
Therefore, at the moment he uttered these words, Mu Xin cried.
Mu Anxiao was helpless. She raised her head and looked at Mu Xiang, who was glaring in their direction, and said, "Madam, what exactly are you thinking?"
Mu Xiang was Mu Xin's mother. How could she bear to give her daughter away? As for why she spoke like that, it was only to let Mu Xi (the fake Mu Long) see her usual hateful demeanor, making him feel guilty towards Mu Xin. Who knew... it turned out he became the good guy.
Seeing the situation, she couldn't help but start telling the truth. "She is my flesh and blood, how can I not care? But," she stared at the back of Mu Xi's head, "this family, she is not allowed to be a woman, what can I do... Every time I am nice to Mu Xin, he scolds me. Now, he has become the good guy, and I don't know who it is that keeps wanting to give the child away."
Hearing this, Mu Xi's body stiffened.
Mu Long looked at Mu Xiang, who had spoken the truth about everything, and his eyes sank.
The old man said, "Do you really have this idea?" he looked at Mu Long.
Mu Long nodded. "None of you like girls. Ever since Mu Xin was born, your attitude towards me has changed for the worse. So I've always wanted to give that child away because I don't like her."
"Why don't you like her?"
"Because," Mu Long said childishly, "she resembles Mu Xiang."
"Do you dislike Mu Xiang that much?"
Mu Long nodded.
The old man was speechless because these were all taught to him by the old man. From a very young age, the old man had repeatedly told Mu Long that he liked great-grandchildren and that if he had a great-grandson, he would give everything to Mu Long.
Therefore, Mu Long remembered the old man's words, but who knew... Mu Xiang's first child was a girl. From then on, he became dejected.
The reason for his dejection was simple: his family had guaranteed Mu Xiang's family that he would not take concubines, so he could only do so in secret. Who knew, it was always fruitless.
It wasn't until a year ago that Mu Xiang gave birth to Mu Liang. Who would have thought... the old man suddenly passed away, and when he woke up, he had become someone else.
From then on, that oath also came to nothing.
Looking at Mu Xin, who was being pushed back and forth, he felt distressed.
"Grandpa, tell me, what should I do?" he stared at the old man.
The old man said, "Before, it was my fault. Mu Xin is your daughter, and I think you should protect her, not constantly favor your son. If you continue to favor him, in the future, Mu Xin will only drift further away from you."
Mu Long listened to the old man's words, looked at the situation before him, nodded, and walked to Mu Xi's side. "When will you return my body to me?"
Hearing this, Mu Xi reached out to wipe Mu Xin's tears, then looked at Mu Xiang, who was also wiping away tears, and said, "I won't say such things in the future. Take the child back." As he said this, he temporarily ignored Mu Long, took a step forward, bent down, and placed Mu Xin in front of Mu Xiang.
Mu Xin tilted her head up, crying, and called out, "Niang, don't abandon Mu Xin, please." She reached out and grabbed Mu Xiang's skirt.
Seeing Mu Xin crying, Mu Liang also started crying.
Mu Xiang did the same. "Alright, Niang was angry at your father and the others. I'm sorry, how could Niang abandon you? Come back to sleep with Niang, okay?"
Mu Xin nodded.
Thus, after Mu Xiang had revealed all her true feelings, she left with the child.
In the living room, only these people with secrets remained.
Mu Long said, "When will you return my body to me?" His voice trembled, clearly afraid to look directly at Mu Xi.
Mu Xi replied, "I can return it to you if..."
"Wait," Mu Anxiao interrupted, looking at the unharmed old man and Mu Long. "Mu Xi, why don't they have any reaction?"
Mu Xi looked at Mu Anxiao. "Because I agreed. As long as I agree to leave, this demonic art will be dispelled."
"It seems," Mu Anxiao said in a low voice, "that you are sincere."
Mu Xi nodded. "Yes." He nodded again and looked at Mu Long. "Promise me two things, otherwise, I will destroy your body."
"If you destroy me, my wife, Mu Xin..."
"I think it's the same whether you are there or not. You heard what your wife just said. She seems to really dislike your ideas. If you die," Mu Xi sneered, "then she will be freed."
"You..."
"Stop with the 'you.' Promise me two conditions, and I'll leave."
"You say them." Mu Long compromised.
Mu Xi narrowed his eyes. "First, you must not let Mu Xin live poorly. Whatever Mu Liang has, she must have. Second, when Mu Xin grows up, her..." His eyes sank as he continued, "Her marriage should not be taken lightly. You must find someone who can take care of her for a lifetime, someone who will not let her suffer."
"It's all for Mu Xin," Mu Long exclaimed in surprise.
Mu Xi nodded. "Yes, it's all for her. As long as you agree, I will leave your body now."