The true heiress felt a pang of heartache, and the crazed villains panicked.

Chapter 222 Were they all abducted?

Luo Yaozu was tall and thin, with a long face. He was just over eighteen years old, but his eyes were full of shrewdness and calculation.

She doesn't look like Luo Rulan at all.

Of course, it didn't look like a ghost; it was just like an ordinary person.

And this "person" will also invite them to a banquet.

For a moment, no one answered.

A chilling silence descended upon the scene.

Everyone turned to look at Lin Sui.

Lin Sui calmly nodded and said, "Sorry to bother you."

"No disturbance at all, it's my honor that you all grace us with your presence," Luo Yaozu said with a smile, leading everyone to their seats.

Coincidentally, there were only two people at that table, and the remaining seats were just enough for the eight of them.

What's even more coincidental is that the two are acquaintances.

It was Wang Tengda and Wang Yuefeng who were crushed to death.

But they seemed unaware of their own death, and greeted Lin Sui upon seeing him: "Oh, isn't this Master Lin? You've come to the feast too?"

"Yes," Lin Sui replied and sat down calmly.

Seeing this, the others also sat down.

The table was laden with elaborate dishes, such as braised pig's trotters, roasted lamb leg, and braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens... Si Xingran was itching to try them.

"...Is the food edible?" he asked Lin Sui in a low voice.

He didn't utter the word "ghost" because he instinctively knew he couldn't say it yet.

Lin Sui glanced at him: "You can give it a try."

Si Xingran actually picked up the chopsticks: "Try it and you'll die."

They had already eaten when they came out, because Yu's private chef was back in service due to Li Ye's arm injury.

The meals prepared for patients were nutritious and delicious, and unlimited, allowing Lin Sui to instantly recover the energy she had lost.

But that didn't stop Si Xingran from still wanting to eat.

"Are you really that hungry? Why don't you eat yourself to death?" Lu Xiang rolled her eyes and snatched the chopsticks away.

This action caught the attention of Wang Tengda on the other side.

He was devouring a pig's trotter with his hands, his mouth dripping with oil: "Hey, why aren't you eating? Such a good feast, isn't it a waste not to eat it?"

"It's not as good as mine," Li Ye replied expressionlessly.

Wang Tengda curled his lip: "You city folks are so pretentious. You have to worry about whether the food is good or not when you eat at a banquet. It's good enough if you can eat at all. If it weren't for my frequent business dealings with this village, I wouldn't be able to eat here."

"By the way, what's your relationship with the village? How come you're able to come to this feast?"

When you're out in the world, you have to choose your own identity. Lin Sui said without changing her expression, "I am the great-grandmother of the Luo family. And what about you?"

Before Wang Tengda could react, he was asked the question. He subconsciously raised his head and said, "Old Luo was able to get a wife thanks to me. If it weren't for me, would Old Luo's family be where they are today? I'm a great contributor to his family!"

“But speaking of which…” Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and carefully examined Lin Sui and the others one by one, “Why do I feel like I’ve seen you guys somewhere before?”

He nudged Wang Yuefeng beside him with his elbow: "Sister, look at them, don't they look familiar?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xi and Li Ye, who had previously expressed their doubts to him, had a sudden change in their expressions.

Wang Yuefeng, who had been quietly eating her meal, looked up when she heard this.

Her long, parted bangs revealed her entire face.

Her face, like her personality, was extremely unremarkable, yet it caused all five people across the table to frown simultaneously.

Wang Yuefeng glanced at it once and then lowered her head again: "I don't remember."

"Don't remember?" Lu Xiang sneered. "I remember you very well."

"Thirteen years ago, wasn't it you who pretended to be kind and offered to take me to the hospital, but actually tried to kidnap me?"

Previously in the longevity village, she hadn't paid much attention to this woman because she was preoccupied with Lin Sui being tricked.

It was only then that I realized it was an old acquaintance.

"Thirteen years ago?" Si Xingran asked in surprise. "You were also abducted by her thirteen years ago?"

Lu Xiang was taken aback, then realized something and abruptly turned to look at the other three: "What about you? Are you the same?"

Li Ye nodded blankly.

Tangxi's almond-shaped eyes widened.

Yu Cinian, who had barely spoken since leaving the hospital, smiled.

He turned to look at Lin Sui, his smile carrying a peculiar meaning: "Then it seems the squad leader must be one too, right?"

Lin Sui lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before saying, "I was almost kidnapped, but I escaped."

Actually, it was because of a precognitive dream that she avoided human traffickers.

She was five years old at the time, the same year her adoptive father abandoned her.

Furthermore, she had no memory of Wang Tengda or Wang Yuefeng.

It was only after looking at their faces that Lin Sui realized they were part of the same group that had kidnapped her a long time ago.

"What a coincidence, I ran away too." Yu Cinian's eyes crinkled into a smile.

Lu Xiang raised an eyebrow: "It is quite a coincidence."

“I remember running away, but Wang Tengda looks kind of familiar to me,” Li Ye said, frowning.

Tang Xi opened her eyes wide again: "Me...too!"

Seeing Wang Yuefeng pause, Lin Sui calmly took over the conversation: "It seems these two are pretty incompetent; whoever they recruit, they'll run away."

In his heart, he cursed the god of ruin, saying that he couldn't even erase his memories properly.

Seeing that Lin Sui was deliberately avoiding the topic, the villains exchanged meaningful glances.

Lin Sui's words also made Wang Tengda unconvinced.

He slammed his hand on the table and pointed at the woman serving dishes to one of the tables, saying, "See this? This woman is the one I kidnapped. She's Luo Yaozu's mother, a PhD, and I kidnapped her. You still dare to question my professional skills?"

Lin Sui looked in the direction he was pointing and frowned.

The woman was wearing an old, ill-fitting but clean set of clothes that hung loosely on her body, making her appear exceptionally thin.

One of her legs was bent outwards unnaturally, causing her to walk with a limp.

Her hair was casually tied back, and half of it had turned white.

She seemed very happy for her son's success, smiling from ear to ear the whole time, and smiling at everyone who spoke to her.

But when he turned his back to people, his eyes were filled with deathly stillness and indifference.

[Oh my god, is this Luo Rulan's mother? Just like she said, she didn't even care when her leg was broken. So pitiful.]

[A PhD! She got her PhD twenty years ago! I don't need to tell you how valuable that degree is, right?]

She should have had a bright future, a fulfilling life, and could have used her knowledge to contribute to society, but she was trafficked to a remote mountain village and tortured for the rest of her life. I am so angry, so sad, and so powerless.

[Ugh, that damned human trafficker! Even in death he's still so arrogant! I want to jump into the screen and tear him to pieces!]

[Do you have a way to torture ghosts? Last time I felt that just letting Zou Qiang's soul dissipate like that was too lenient on him. He should at least taste the pain of being hit by 99 eighty-one soul-destroying nails! And those two human traffickers, they deserve to die a thousand times over!]

There are ways to torture ghosts, and Lin Sui has used them before.

However, ever since she learned that the more evil spirits and vengeful ghosts who die with resentment in this world, the stronger the evil gods will become, she has become much more straightforward and brutal in her actions.

Lin Sui stared at the woman who was supposedly Luo Yaozu's mother for a long time.

The woman looked haggard and aged, but her features still bore a striking resemblance to Luo Rulan.

"Master Lin, can you enlighten me? What's going on with them?" Si Xingran leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

If it's another image of resentment, then it's impossible to get them to come to the feast together.

If they were repeating what they did in their previous lives, those two human traffickers, Wang Tengda and Wang Yuefeng, should have died long ago, instead of only being served nine years later.

Lin Sui thought for a moment and said, "After they died, their souls were trapped on this day forever."

So they don't remember they died, nor do they know that nine years have passed.

The only problem is that if this place is also a place for raising ghosts, Luo Rulan's mother shouldn't be able to appear.

Whether she is still trapped under the formation or has broken through prematurely, she should not appear.

Unless, the ghost being raised here is not her, or there is no ghost-raising formation in Luohua Village at all.

“Something is definitely not right here.” Mao Yang looked at the compass with a serious expression.

After the compass needle reached this point, it began to slowly rotate, wobbling and swaying.

Sometimes pointing north, sometimes pointing south... seemingly lost in confusion.

This proves that there is a more powerful being in this place than these vengeful spirits, but even its prized compass cannot find the thing.

So it got so anxious that it turned left and right repeatedly, until it became confused and started swaying back and forth.

Lin Sui glanced at the compass needle, which seemed to be malfunctioning: "How old is this compass?"

"It was passed down from the founding patriarch a thousand years ago, and only I can use it in our generation," Mao Yang said proudly.

Lin Sui understood and muttered to herself, "No wonder he looks just as silly and simple-minded as you."

These are all old relics, are you sure they're still useful?

Just as Lin Sui thought of this, she suddenly saw the finger needle stand upright towards her, as if making an international friendly gesture—raising the middle finger.

The other finger needle trembled, as if it were snickering.

Lin Sui: "...So it's a spirit that has come to life. I was being presumptuous."

Just then, Luo Rulan's mother served the dishes to their table.

She stood behind Wang Tengda and Wang Yuefeng, and couldn't see their faces.

Seeing that Lin Sui and the others hadn't touched their chopsticks, he forced a smile and urged them, "Why aren't you eating? Eat up, eat up."

"This meal is so lavish today, it's specially made to celebrate my son getting into university. If we don't eat it now, we won't be able to have it tomorrow."

Li Ye remained indifferent, repeating his previous statement: "It's not as good as mine."

"How do you know if it's good or not if you don't eat it? None of you have even touched your chopsticks yet." The woman brought over a bowl of braised pork ribs and picked some up to serve to Lin Sui, who was closest to her. "Eat up, eat up, it's really delicious."

As she spoke, she tried to stuff the ribs into Lin Sui's mouth.

Unfortunately, before he could get close to Lin Sui, Tang Xi grabbed his arm with one hand and his waist with the other, lifted him up and threw him away.

With a bang, the woman was thrown to the ground, attracting the attention of Luo Yaozu and the villagers.

But they seemed used to it, glancing at it only once before continuing to drink and laugh.

The woman, seemingly oblivious to pain, scrambled to her feet and glared fiercely at Lin Sui and the others: "Eat! Why aren't you eating! Eat now!"

Lin Sui glanced at her and said, "Why don't you take a look first and see who these two people next to you are?"

The woman looked down as if possessed, then suddenly froze, her eyes fixed on Wang Tengda and Wang Yuefeng.

As if sensing something, Lin Sui pulled Lu Xiang and Tang Xi to their feet and away from the table.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and retreated.

For some reason, Yu Ci Nian was a little slower.

Before he could even move away from the table, a thick black aura rose from the woman opposite him.

And that table of delicious food changed in an instant.

Chicken, duck, fish, and meat turned into severed hands and feet; pig's head meat turned into human head meat; duck breast turned into breast and abdomen; and the bowl of spare ribs turned into human ribs.

It wasn't intact; it was rotten, emitting a strong stench, and there were even maggots crawling around on it.

Yu Cinian preferred bloodshed to stench, and upon seeing this scene, his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

Without caring about anything else, he swung his two long legs wildly, truly embodying the phrase "run fast, dead legs!"

Yu Cinian held his breath, took a few steps over and hid behind Lin Sui. He breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled the faint lemon scent on her.

Even Si Xingran felt nauseous and patted his chest in relief.

Fortunately, he wasn't that greedy. Even though Lu Xiang didn't take his chopsticks away, he didn't actually intend to eat these things.

Wang Tengda was the one who ate the most at the scene. He was very curious: "Do ghosts feel nauseous and want to vomit?"

"Whether it's a ghost or not, I don't know, but a ghost that doesn't know it's dead definitely will," Lin Sui said, his gaze fixed on the female ghost rising with black mist.

"Holy crap!" Wang Tengda jumped up in horror. "What's going on?"

He looked at the rotten table, then at the pork knuckle he was gnawing on—this was no pork knuckle at all, it was clearly a man's buttocks!

His buttocks had also become rotten and crawling with maggots. Wang Tengda trembled as he threw his buttocks far away, then bent over and vomited violently.

He vomited for only a short while before he suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

He was nauseous, but he didn't vomit anything, not even bile.

"What, what happened?" Wang Tengda murmured in confusion.

“Because you are dead,” a woman’s voice cruelly whispered in his ear.

Wang Tengda was startled, and his eyes suddenly became unfocused.

The next second, a fierce glint flashed in his lifeless eyes: "Yes! I'm dead! That bitch killed me by smashing me to death with stones!"

The mountain path was narrow, and when the rocks rolled down, they had no way to avoid them and were pinned to the ground by the waist.

Wang Yuefeng died on the spot, but he was still alive.

It was Luo Rulan who took a stone and smashed him to death!

Thinking of this, a huge bloody hole appeared on his left forehead and even around his eye, and his eyeball was smashed deep into his brain.

Looking at Wang Yuefeng again, the back of her head was also deeply sunken, and brain matter mixed with blood was smeared all over her neck and shoulders.

The chilling Peking Opera tunes continued to play, but the boisterous laughter and toasts had stopped at some point, leaving only a biting wind and a chilling atmosphere.

Lin Sui looked over and saw that all the villagers were standing behind the woman with their hands hanging down, their faces pale and their lips purple, their eyes rolled back.

The villains gathered around Lin Sui, raising their eyebrows as they watched the scene: "Has she been provoked?"

Lin Sui gazed silently at the woman, pursing his lips without uttering a word.