The spirit possessing Wei Rong was that of a starving ghost.
It had been an old man.
The year he died, the village was struck by hail, which devastated the crops, leaving many villagers without food.
The old man had managed to survive, as his cellar was filled with grain from previous years.
Yet it was his kindness that led him to save a young pregnant woman.
After she revealed this act of kindness, the old man's home was looted, leaving him without a single grain to eat.
The old man ultimately starved to death.
Wei Rong wept bitterly, "I'm hungry, I'm really so hungry. I even tore apart my cotton quilts, and when I died, my stomach was stuffed with cotton. I regret saving her, regret being soft-hearted in that moment..."
Yue Qingqing wiped away tears as Yan Sinian took note of the key information shared by the old man.
"Based on your account, this happened at least twenty years ago, which will make it a bit difficult to investigate," he said.
