Yuan Ruxin was stunned: "Dead? How annoying! This woman, her evil deeds have brought retribution, if she's meant to die then die, but why die in my second uncle's grave! Truly unclean!"
Bai Zhi'er glanced at the ghost standing by the coffin.
The blurry ghost image seemed to glare angrily at the woman's corpse.
When the woman's ghost floated out, he lunged forward, grabbed her neck, and dragged her aside, starting to beat her fiercely.
The two ghosts tore at each other; others couldn't see it, but Bai Zhi'er saw it all clearly.
For some reason, she found the scene somewhat amusing.
Bai Zhi'er pursed her lips: "This is also her fate, no need to intervene."
"You all should carry this woman's corpse out, place it to the side, we'll choose another grave location for the Second Old Master of the Yuan Family."
His ghost had just harmed someone, probably heading to Grandpa Yama for judgment.
What Bai Zhi'er could do was to lessen his punishment a bit.
