The daughter-in-law, realizing she'd been deceived for so long, for so many years, would naturally resent, naturally hate, naturally seek revenge. And after dying by throwing herself into the well, she truly gained the power to avenge herself on her in-laws.

The daughter-in-law didn't jump directly into the well. Instead, she used a knife to slice off her own flesh, piece by piece, throwing it into the well. Piece after piece of flesh went into the well, drop after drop of blood dripped into the well, until she breathed her last and fell headlong into it.

No one knew why the daughter-in-law chose such a way to end her life. Perhaps she bitterly hated the humiliation the man's family had inflicted upon her, or perhaps she was already bewitched by the resentment in the well before her death. In any case, the result was that after ending herself in this way, her resentment soared, and she became a ferocious, vengeful ghost.

The daughter-in-law first used bloody means to kill her mother-in-law and father-in-law, and then the neighbors who had deep grudges with her.

Those neighbors thought they were well-intentioned, but they were blind, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and always helped the wicked.

The reason the daughter-in-law kept the man alive was simple: to make him confess everything himself. The daughter-in-law not only wanted to avenge herself but also to reclaim her reputation, to expose the evil deeds of this family before the whole village.

After the man confessed everything, he was also killed by the daughter-in-law. In broad daylight, he was torn to pieces in the street, and no one in the village dared to say a word.

After the man died, the villagers were still in constant fear. They had all bullied the daughter-in-law to some extent, and they didn't know if the daughter-in-law's resentment would dissipate after killing the man, or if they would also die at her hands.

So, the villagers began to pool money to hire a fengshui master. They hired many, but none of them worked. Several more people died in the village.

Later, a venerable monk took the initiative to come, without asking for any money from the villagers. He sat by the well and chanted scriptures for forty-nine days, which finally appeased the daughter-in-law's ghost. When the monk left, he warned the villagers not to approach the well. Although the things in the well were temporarily appeased, it was impossible to extinguish them. He also exhorted everyone to do more good deeds and distinguish right from wrong. Otherwise, if another person died unjustly and stirred up the resentment in the well again, it would be even harder to deal with.

Because the man's family of three had died so bloodily and tragically, the matter spread like wildfire. Basically, everyone in Huacheng knew about it. At that time, I was just an ordinary high school student, focused only on my studies, but I still heard my classmates talking about it.

I asked the evil spirits in my shop, "Back then, Feng Laodao (Crazy Old Daoist) had a funeral shop on Funeral Street. Didn't anyone look for him? Why didn't he do anything?"

The evil spirits said that people had come, but no one could afford the price he calculated, and Feng Laodao wasn't like me, willing to meddle in other people's business, so naturally, he wouldn't interfere.

Now, the Faceless Woman has no way to voice her grievances, no way to express her resentment, and has already risked her life, so naturally, she wants to imitate that daughter-in-law and draw out a wave of resentment from the Resentment Well.

Understanding all this, I drove straight to the abandoned village Resentment Well in the suburbs.

I guessed correctly. The woman was indeed heading for the Resentment Well. The moonlight was bright, but the abandoned village was still shrouded in a mist, and even the moonlight couldn't penetrate it.

Fortunately, because of her special appearance, the woman didn't want to startle innocent drivers, nor did she want to be hurt by their gazes. She didn't choose to take a taxi, but walked to the abandoned village step by step. And I, taking advantage of the light traffic at night, drove very fast and actually caught up with her before she stepped into the abandoned village.

Seeing the woman drop her black umbrella and step onto the dirt road covered with weeds, I quickly got out of the car and ran over, spreading my arms to block her way.

"Girl, the wind is strong at night. Why don't you come into my car to take shelter from the wind?" I glanced back at the ghastly abandoned village behind me, not daring to say anything that would trigger the resentment of the old well.

The woman's deformed face was full of sorrow: "Aren't you afraid of being frightened by letting someone like me into your car?"

"It was wrong of me to refuse your request without hearing your story. I sincerely ask you to tell your story, give me a chance to understand you, and give yourself a chance to forgive this world."

I stood firmly in front of the woman with a sincere expression.

The woman hesitated for a long time and finally agreed to get into my car.

I breathed a sigh of relief, drove the woman back to my shop, earnestly invited her to sit down, poured her a cup of tea, and then asked her what had happened.

The woman sat motionless opposite me for a long time and finally asked, "Did you pull me back because you were afraid that after I drew out the resentment from the Resentment Well, I would take revenge on you, a bystander who didn't offer help?"

"You didn't tell me you were going to the Resentment Well. If I'm not mistaken, you didn't even know why you were walking towards the Resentment Well, did you?"

The woman was silent, then nodded: "Indeed, I don't know how I walked to the abandoned village, but after seeing the abandoned village, I only thought about ending myself in the Resentment Well."

"Resentment attracts resentment. If you have resentment in your heart, you will naturally walk towards the Resentment Well. The resentful spirits in the Resentment Well will feel the resentment in your body and will naturally want to recruit you. Let's not talk about that, let's talk about your story."

The woman gave a desolate smile, and her deformed features revealed endless sorrow.

"My story is actually very simple, but no one has ever listened.

I have an older brother. He's thirty-five years old and still single. He dreams of getting married every day, but my family's financial situation isn't good. We don't have the money to buy a house or a car, and no woman is willing to marry my brother.

My brother goes to work in the factory every day, watching his co-workers get married one by one, some of their children are almost in junior high school, and he's still alone. He's not doing well mentally.

My parents are anxious seeing my brother like this, and their hair has turned white. I'm also worried about him, but what can I do? We're just ordinary people with no ability. Even if I'm frugal and give two-thirds of my salary to my family every month, it's still a drop in the bucket when it comes to buying a house.

So, my mother had a crooked idea. Because I have a decent appearance and a face that's likely to give birth to a son, she asked a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for me with a rich family's idiot son, wanting to use me to get a bride price to marry my brother a wife.

Of course, I wouldn't agree. I can save money for them, but I won't sacrifice my own happiness for a lifetime. Although I want them to live well, I can't sacrifice myself like that.

My parents forced me several times, but I refused to yield. In this day and age, there's nothing they can do to me. If they really push me too hard, they're afraid I'll leave and never come back.

I thought the matter was over, and my parents wouldn't mention marrying me off to an idiot anymore. But what I didn't expect was that another, more sinister plan was slowly taking shape in their minds."