AMRWFA -Chapter 419 Vengeful Spirit Mo Zhaodi

Behind her lay a dark, damp area.

It wasn’t clear who had spilled water in the corner, but the ground there was soaked and noticeably darker than the surrounding floor.

Just one glance was enough to make Jiang Yangran feel her throat tighten.

She cautiously moved closer to Ruan Yaoyao and whispered, “Sis, don’t scare me! I didn’t see anything.”

In truth, Ruan Yaoyao didn’t notice it at first glance either. There was a glowing “label” there—impossible to ignore.

If not for that label reminding her that something was there, she would have completely overlooked it.

A faint golden hue seeped into her pupils. Only then did Ruan Yaoyao clearly see what lay beneath the label—a small, pitiful figure barely reaching her waist, wearing tattered clothes, thin and frail.

Unfortunately, she was already dead.

Because of resentment, she had turned into something “abnormal”—a “vengeful spirit,” the most eerie kind of existence in this world.

“Ah…” Ruan Yaoyao sighed softly and reached out, brushing Jiang Yangran’s forehead lightly.

In an instant, Jiang Yangran could see the thing standing in the corner. Frightened, she jumped straight behind Ruan Yaoyao.

“Oh my god!”

Her sudden movement startled the little girl in the corner instead.

The spirit’s shoulders trembled. She looked over, and her gaze collided with Jiang Yangran’s.

Her dirty little face showed surprise, as if she wanted to say something. Her mouth opened slightly—but she closed it again out of fear.

She only stood there timidly, staring.

That pitiful look made Ruan Yaoyao’s heart ache.

“Zhaodi, what are you doing here?”

The familiar tone made Mo Zhaodi freeze for a moment.

This aunt… knows me?

“Don’t be afraid. Auntie isn’t a bad person,” Ruan Yaoyao said gently. “I just find it strange—what is a child like you doing here?”

【Ah… what a good child. How did they ruin her like this?】

【She should have had a beautiful life, but because of her family’s preference for boys and superstition… her grandmother believed she was carrying a girl and forced her mother to take some ‘gender-switching pills’ while pregnant.】

【And now look—she was supposed to be a boy, but was turned into a girl instead.】

Jiang Yangran: ????

There really are such things as gender-switching pills?!

So her parents took the wrong ones?!

【There’s no such thing as gender-switching pills in the world. It’s all lies.】

【They’re heavy-metal toxic pills. Taking too many can deform a baby.】

【Mo Zhaodi looks like a girl on the outside, but biologically she is actually male.】

Jiang Yangran: “……”

【This… is hard to even evaluate.】

【But her family didn’t know that. Her grandmother only knew she took the pills and still gave birth to a girl, and became even more disgusted with her.】

【From a very young age, Mo Zhaodi was exposed to the ugliest side of the world.】

【She was thrown into buckets of filth, had pillows pressed over her nose, even deliberately taken to the middle of the road by her grandmother…】

Jiang Yangran: This is impossible to kill.

【She was beaten and starved.】

【In the freezing winter, she wore thin clothes and was forced to wash clothes in a stinking drainage ditch.】

【Once, she almost fell into the ditch, but a passing fool pulled her out. When her grandmother saw it, she slapped her hard and called her a filthy slut, accusing her of seducing men at such a young age…】

Jiang Yangran: ????

Say that again—what did the grandmother say?!

Isn’t she a woman too?!

【And so she survived until she was nine years old.】

Jiang Yangran: Only nine?! So all of this happened before she was nine?!

Is that even human?!

【Then her mother became pregnant again, and fortune-tellers said it would be a boy.】

【The whole family—grandparents, parents—were very happy.】

【But after giving birth to her, her mother’s body was already ruined from repeated pregnancies. The doctor told her to rest and avoid work.】

【So all the labor fell onto Mo Zhaodi.】

Jiang Yangran: Sigh… not surprising at all.

【But that wasn’t the worst of it…】

Ruan Yaoyao glanced at Jiang Yangran from the side.

Jiang Yangran, fully absorbed in the story, didn’t notice.

【When it came time to “nourish” her mother’s body, the grandmother was stumped.】

【There was no money. What to do?】

【Ha!】

【The grandmother, mother, and other women in the household had no income. The grandfather and father kept sighing about how hard life was and how difficult it was to earn money…】

【In short, they simply didn’t have it.】

Ruan Yaoyao complained inwardly:

【What do you mean life is hard? It’s been hard for years. You keep having children anyway. When it was daughters, it didn’t matter—but suddenly when you want a son, you remember life is hard?】

【To not “wrong” the family’s only heir, the grandmother decided to sell her granddaughter.】

【Nine-year-old Mo Zhaodi was sold at the highest price to be a child bride for an old man…】

Jiang Yangran’s pupils shook violently.

An old man… as a child bride?!

Shouldn’t it be a boy’s family? Can an old man even wait for her to grow up?!

At this moment, Jiang Yangran still hadn’t realized that child marriage itself was already wrong.

(For reference, in this mirror world—child brides are legal.)

【Ah… what normal old man would buy a child bride? This is clearly something wrong.】

【The existence of child brides only benefits one kind of person—pedophiles.】

Jiang Yangran: I knew it.

Without needing Ruan Yaoyao to explain further, she could already imagine what would happen to a child married off to an old man.

【Mo Zhaodi’s suffering was far worse than ordinary people’s.】

【Because she wasn’t just a child—she was also a “defective” body that should have been male.】

The “details page” went into excessive and disturbing detail, as if the story couldn’t proceed without describing every cruel moment.

Ruan Yaoyao only felt disgusted, suspecting the author had some twisted obsession.

She skipped ahead.

What she saw was Mo Zhaodi’s broken body and numbness.

She never tried to resist or die.

She was simply worn down and killed—quietly, without resistance.

So she just stood here now, confused about everything.

When did she realize it?

When she stayed here long enough to witness countless tragedies—children like her suffering injustice again and again.

Then she awakened.

And the price of that awakening was becoming a powerful vengeful spirit, later used as a stepping stone by the “Town Exorcism Bureau.”

Of course, the “details page” would never mention the bad side of the bureau—but Ruan Yaoyao could read faces, even the faces of spirits.

From the formation of the spirit, to everything she experienced, to her eventual forced refinement by the bureau—she could see everything.

For example, this so-called “Town Exorcism Bureau” was not truly the righteous organization it appeared to be. It represented the interests of those above.

Ruan Yaoyao raised her hand and absorbed Mo Zhaodi into a spirit banner.

Behind her, Jiang Yangran stared wide-eyed.

“You’re from the Town Exorcism Bureau?!”