Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 221 The Conman 21

"Alright, alright, the child is still young, she didn't do it on purpose, there are strangers here, how can you scold the child like that?"

Just as the old lady was getting into a heated argument, another weak spirit floated out of the memorial tablet to mediate the fight.

When Zheng Jia saw that familiar figure, her reddened eyes finally couldn't hold back her tears, and she cried out, "Dad!"

"Hey!" The old man, so weak he was practically a ghost, responded, then his tone abruptly changed: "You still acknowledge me as your father? Then why didn't you listen when I told you in my dream not to go to the beauty salon?"

He's already started hitting the child, so why is the child still so stubborn?

Zheng Jia: "..."

Under the combined questioning of her parents, she finally snapped out of her joy at seeing them again and said incredulously, "So, I really wasn't sick. It was you two who had been trying to contact me?"

She rubbed her aching shoulder, thinking of her mother's familiar dive: "You won't be lying on my shoulder the whole time, will you?"

She said that her shoulder had been so uncomfortable for the past two months.

"Three people, three people..." Seeing that the family of three did not burst into tears upon meeting, but instead started to settle accounts, Ling Yi couldn't help but speak up to control the pace: "None of this is important now. What's important is that you need to check your accounts."

After a moment, Zheng Jia stared at his parents across from him and said in a daze, "So you two mean that there's something wrong with the beauty salon I frequent, and that each beauty treatment costs me a year's worth of lifespan? You two are afraid I'll die from being so vain, so you're using your soul power to remind me?"

The two elderly people nodded in agreement. In fact, there were quite a few souls who lingered in the mortal world like this. As long as they did not do anything to affect the mortal world, the underworld would not bother with them.

After all, the birth rate is so low now that many people don't have the chance to be reincarnated. We can't expect everyone to line up in front of the Bridge of Helplessness, or the underworld would be overcrowded.

So after obtaining their reincarnation number, the couple returned to the memorial tablet prepared for them by their child, and lay in slumber awaiting reincarnation.

Activities in the mortal realm consume a great deal of their soul power. Apart from coming out to visit once a year when their children celebrate their death anniversary, they truly consider themselves dead and do not want to be annoying old people who constantly monitor their children.

But who could have predicted that when they left last year, their daughter was doing quite well, but this year she looks like she won't live much longer?

That young face was more frightening than a ghost.

The couple had been observing for a long time and discovered that it was that unusually young face that had brought disaster to their daughter.

On the day her daughter returned from the beauty salon, the stench of a rotting corpse emanating from her was impossible to conceal, and her spirit was so weak that it seemed to be fading away from her body.

The elderly couple were terrified by this scene. After asking around for a long time through acquaintances, they finally learned from a secret channel that there was a "Painted Skin Ghost" who secretly ran a beauty salon in the city.

That ghostly woman named Hua Dai has taken countless lives over the past few years.

Those whose lifespan was drained by her would not even have their souls left behind after death, and would be unable to be reincarnated.

Some righteous ghosts couldn't stand it and even tried to attack this painted-skin ghost, but they never returned and were defeated by her.

When the couple learned that their daughter was being haunted by such a terrifying being, they were so frightened that they disregarded whether the depletion of their soul power would affect their reincarnation in the next life, and frantically sent messages to their daughter in her dreams.

But they taught their daughter to believe in science too much, and when she was beaten up by her parents, she only felt that she was having a nervous breakdown.

After hearing his parents explain the whole story, Zheng Jia, who had previously been extremely confident in his appearance, touched his face and felt a sense of horror.

The thought that she had been transformed into this state by the Painted Skin Ghost, and that the Painted Skin Ghost walked around wearing human corpses, whose faces had even touched hers, made Zheng Jia feel nauseous.

This……

How can it be?

This was even more unbelievable than seeing her parents' ghosts, and it began to reshape her worldview.

"Alas, it's also because our soul power is too weak that we can't fully manifest in the dream, we can only have a blurry shadow."

If the couple were a little stronger, they could have spoken directly to the child and told her not to go there.

In reality, apart from jumping around and trying to write words with their bodies, they had no other way to communicate with Zheng Jia.

After the child repeatedly thought she was dreaming that her parents were going mad while writing, and showed no suspicion except for being more diligent in giving them offerings, the couple had no choice but to resort to desperate measures.

If they beat her badly enough and disrupt her life badly enough, she will have to find a way to resolve the situation.

Who knows, they might be able to find someone truly knowledgeable to solve their daughter's problem.

Zheng Jia's eyes reddened as she listened to her parents' proposed solution: "Mom and Dad..."

"Stop," the old lady urged the old man, who had been haunting the child in a dream last night, back to his memorial tablet, and turned to Ling Yi, asking, "Master, do you think there's a way to resolve this matter?"

Ling Yi looked down at Wu Jin, who was nestled obediently in her arms, listening to the ghost's story, and nodded: "Okay, I'll try to get rid of that painted-skin ghost."

Even without this incident, she would have taken action anyway, let alone now that someone has come to her for help.

“That’s not what I meant…” The old lady paused for a moment, then asked cautiously, “I mean, is there any possibility that my daughter’s lost lifespan can be added back?”

More than ten years! Just thinking about it made her want to tear that painted-skin demon to pieces.

That kind of guy deserves to be struck by lightning and have his soul scattered!

Hearing her mother's words, Zheng Jia couldn't stop her tears from flowing again.

It's her fault; she's so old and still makes her parents worry.

"No!" Ling Yi gave a cruel answer to the old man's expectant gaze.

Lifespan is predetermined, and apart from using sinister methods to steal other people's lives to prolong one's own, there is no other way to solve Zheng Jia's problem.

The old lady, who had just been full of energy, remained silent for a long time after hearing these words.

Zheng Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment she calmed down. She loosely grasped the ghost's hand, feeling the cold air in her palm, and felt a sense of peace she had never felt before: "There's nothing I can do, so there's nothing I can do. I brought this on myself, and I deserve whatever price I have to pay!"

A ruthless glint flashed across her unusually young face: "But the ghost that made me pay the price must die a horrible death."

"Master, I offer three hundred... no, five million." She looked intently at Ling Yi: "Please, take action to eliminate that monster that has taken lives!"

"Deal!" Having received such a windfall, Ling Yi felt that even a second's hesitation would be disrespectful to herself.