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Chapter 21: Big Zhang Part 1


Wang Ya felt it was truly unjust to call her a descendant of the Feng Family. No matter how they twisted or fabricated it, they couldn’t claim she was a Feng Family descendant! Although her family had no genealogy records, if anyone went back to her hometown to inquire, everyone knew their lineage was clear, with proper names and surnames! Tracing back ten generations, she was still surnamed Wang, not Feng. The place where she was born was formerly called Wangjia Chang, which later developed into a town named Wangjia Zhen. Although their village wasn’t called Wang Family Village, the entire village bore the Wang surname, passed down for countless generations. Suddenly, a few unrelated people and ghosts popped up and changed her surname! That was just too fucking ridiculous!

Even if her grandma’s name sounded similar to that of the Feng Family’s Legitimate Eldest Daughter, they couldn’t claim her grandma was a Feng Family descendant. Her grandma had fled famine to their area during the 1961 famine, but she wasn’t from out of province. When Wang Ya was ten, she had accompanied her grandma to a place called Zhouzi Town to visit graves. Although Zhouzi Town was far and remote, it was still within Sichuan Province. Who would dare say Anyue County wasn’t part of Sichuan? The entire populace of Anyue County would flip out on them!

She had heard her grandma talk about the old days, and the locals knew her grandma too. Back then, during the Three Years of Natural Disasters and the famine with nothing to eat, many people resorted to eating something rumored to be “immortal rice” or whatever—yellow mud—to fill their stomachs. But it clogged them up, and plenty starved to death from the blockage. Then came edema, killing even more. When her grandma took her back to the old home to visit graves at age ten, they met a ninety-something-year-old lady and even ate a meal at her house. That ninety-something-year-old lady spoke of the old times and kept saying how pitiful her grandma’s family was—starved to death, sick to death, almost the entire household wiped out in just over two years. Her grandma couldn’t survive and fled seeking food. Everyone thought she had died on the road, and she nearly had, collapsing from hunger by the roadside. She was carried to her great-grandfather’s house—he was the production brigade captain at the time—and saved by two bowls of rice porridge from him. Later, she married her grandfather, who couldn’t find a wife because of his mental issues.

If her grandma had been the Legitimate Eldest Daughter of the Zhongyin Feng Family, a daughter of a Xuan Men lineage family, her skills would have been unparalleled. No matter how down and out, she wouldn’t have ended up like that! Even if fallen on hard times, as a Xuan Men family daughter, would she have married a fool who couldn’t even recognize money for a bite to eat?

Wang Ya was utterly speechless; even complaining felt like a waste of breath! If they thought she had learned the Zhongyin Feng Family’s arts, they should go find the Nameless Taoist who gave things to her grandma. Maybe that Taoist was highly skilled, had gone to the Underworld Courts and brought out the Feng Family Secret Arts, but due to bad luck hadn’t mastered them before nearing death. He ran into her grandma and handed them over cheaply?

Besides, Wang Ya wasn’t even her grandma’s biological granddaughter! She had originally been from the eldest branch; her biological grandfather was that former production brigade captain great-grandfather. Her biological grandma had married over from the neighboring village, with a clear and proper background. Due to family planning policies, her birth parents wanted a boy and nearly drowned her in a urine bucket. Her current mentally disabled father was rumored by locals to have a hereditary family illness—any daughters he fathered would be fools—so no one would marry him. Her grandma pitied her and wanted to leave a descendant for the second branch, so she traded two large fat pigs to adopt her over. Because of that, she had a hated childhood nickname from childhood: Er Zhu! Every time Wang Ya thought of it, she gnashed her teeth in hatred. Whoever called her Er Zhu, she’d summon ghosts to their house, making everyone in her hometown avoid her like the plague!

Wang Ya recalled the past, full of tears. These events were tragic enough, yet these unethical bastards wanted to pin an extinct clan orphan identity on her—outrageous to the extreme! Wang Ya was so furious her teeth ground and her face turned green! She sprang up from the ground with a whoosh, stood fiercely at the window, and unleashed a torrent of curses: “Your family got exterminated, your whole family got exterminated!”

In the dead of night, a woman with a face full of Blood Talismans and glaring furiously suddenly popped up outside the window, scaring Bodyguard Fang Yan into yelling, “Ghost!” His legs shook like sieves.

Old Tang and Zhang Beauty also jumped in fright and turned to look out the window together. They naturally recognized at a glance that the figure outside wasn’t a ghost, but they were still genuinely startled by Wang Ya’s sudden appearance with Blood Talismans painted on her face!

Wang Ya had no interest in arguing her lineage with them. She raised her right hand, flipped them the middle finger, and turned to leave.

Old Tang and Zhang Beauty turned to each other in shock, staring blankly for a long moment without reacting.

It wasn’t until Wang Ya reached the construction site entrance that Old Tang chased after her, shouting, “Wang Ya!” He strode up and said, “What are you doing here?”

Wang Ya snapped back angrily, “None of your damn business!” She jabbed a finger at Old Tang’s nose and unleashed a tirade: “I’ve been surnamed Wang for over a dozen years, passed down eight generations from my ancestors, and you bastards change it for no reason, slapping an extinct clan’s name on me! Tang, you’re from the Dao Sect too—aren’t you afraid of karma, like your son being born without a dick or getting struck by lightning? Let me tell you, don’t expect me to save Zheng Yanxia. If I make a move, she’ll be soul-scattered with no next life! Pisses me off!”


Yin Spirit Scroll

Yin Spirit Scroll

Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

Heaven had sun and moon; the world divided into yin and yang. The Yang Realm had people, so did the Underworld have ghosts? Where was the Underworld? Where were the ghosts?

One day, a girl born on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month—the Ghost Festival—flipped open an ancient, faded scroll and suddenly discovered that it brimmed with vibrant colors.

The painting depicted undulating mountains, resembling an ancient map. It was made from human skin and drawn with blood as ink, with ghost shadows lurking upon it.

The ancient scroll, soaked in blood, unveiled a little-known world—one filled with Yin Spirits and long-buried history.

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Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower,

Blooms for a millennium,

Falls for a millennium,

Flower and leaf forever apart.

Love defies cause and effect,

Fate dooms them to life and death.

**Content Tags:** Supernatural Monsters, Thrilling Suspense, Urban Romance, Jianghu Grudges

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