Grudge Breaker

Chapter 282: The Mist Clears
"She drank it all?"

As soon as Ruan Mianmian returned to the Venerable Mansion, she saw Qin Xueying sitting lazily by the pond where the precious goldfish were no longer there, holding a bag of fish food and throwing it into the pond one by one.

"Drank it all."

Ruan Mianmian did not tell the complete truth. She moved forward and sat next to Qin Xueying with a flattering look. Qin Xueying nodded with satisfaction.

"The first move my sister taught you is called 'weakness cannot be replenished'."

"Compared to poisoning, using the best medicinal herbs to destroy someone invisibly is more powerful."

"The chicken soup is made with local herbs, including wild ginseng that has lived in the upper realm for ten thousand years, absorbing countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and has already reached the D-level cultivation level. There is also Fuzhu deer antler harvested from Ao'an Mountain. Although the Fuzhu is a mythical beast with four horns, its antlers only grow one centimeter every thousand years, and are extremely rare."

"In addition, there is also the incense grass collected from Fushan, one of the four ancient sacred mountains. This grass can not only resist the evil spirits that offend the heaven and earth, but also is the best for curing asthenia. No one can find fault with the soup made with these things."

Ruan Mianmian stood up and stood behind Qin Xueying, gently massaging her shoulders.

"It is said that the elder sister is more skilled than the younger sister."

"Mianmian has learned that this soup is like an elixir for ordinary people, but it is like poison for people suffering from asthenia. In mild cases, it will cause abdominal pain and vomiting, aggravating the deficiency; in severe cases, it will damage the root of the body and death is imminent."

Hearing this, Qin Xueying raised her hand and stopped Ruan Mianmian from continuing.

"Sister, be careful with your words. You are only concerned about Sister Sang Pu's health. You have kneeled down to beg me for a long time just to get those herbs to nourish and strengthen my sister. How can you have any other intentions?"

"Yes, yes, sister is absolutely right."

Ruan Mianmian responded hurriedly, her voice full of smiles, but in her eyes that Qin Xueying couldn't see, there was a hint of hatred.

In fact, Ruan Mianmian did not follow Qin Xueying's instructions today - there was one sentence that was truly from her heart, "Sister Sang Pu, there has never been a moment when I wish you good health as much as I do now."

So Ruan Mianmian took the initiative to drink a few more bowls of the soup. For her, it was a tonic and the more the better. It could also prevent Sang Pu from dying so quickly. She really needed this helper to help her bargain with Qin Xueying.

Qin Xueying and Ruan Mianmian are allies on the surface, but in fact they have their own ulterior motives and are scheming against each other. Who knows how much trouble they will cause.

Seeing Qin Xueying continue to throw fish food into the pond, Ruan Mianmian was puzzled.

"Sister, all the goldfish in this pond were released by that dead girl who opened the gate by mistake. What's your intention?"

Qin Xueying smiled slightly, but did not stop her hands.

“Have you ever heard the story of Jiang Taigong fishing?”

"what?"

"If you use a straight hook to catch fish, you are catching the attention of the king; if you feed fish without fish, you are feeding people with heart."

"Mianmian, can you trust me? Before tomorrow, new precious goldfish will be born in this pond?"

Qin Xueying handed the fish food in her hand to Banxia, ​​clapped her hands and stood up.

"Banxia, ​​when there are fish in the pond, bring the person who arranged to release the fish to me. On the one hand, there will be a reward. On the other hand, I plan to hold a flower-viewing and piano-listening banquet in the back mountain of Sichen Mansion soon, and this person will be in charge of organizing it."

"By the way, remember to invite Boss Shangshu to join you for the banquet."

"Yes."
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"Sir, should we summon Lady Ruan?"

In the meeting hall of Si Chen Mansion, Mo Tingfeng was having a secret discussion with Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu.

Ding Heran presented the emerald leaf gold hairpin and the emerald leaf obtained from the small eucalyptus throat. In another evidence tray, there was the bloody cotton yarn found in the ice cellar under the Venerable Mansion.

"There are two core pieces of evidence in the corpse case. One directly points to Lady Ruan, and the other is related to her personal maid."

"I have reasonably deduced that in that underground ice cellar, Lady Ruan and her maid Du Juan must have conspired to murder the maid Xiao An for some reason."

Mo Tingfeng stared at the evidence without making any comment. After a moment, he looked at Ye Wujiu.
"Wujiu, what do you think?"

"...No guilt?"

……

"Yes! Sir, you called me?"

Ye Wujiu was obviously distracted. He had been uneasy ever since the necromancer was discovered in the Hidden Mist Village. When the necromancer's bloodstains were found on the cotton yarn yesterday, his trance became even worse.

"I'm sorry, sir, I..."

Ye Wujiu lowered his head in self-blame for being distracted, with an indescribable complex expression in his eyes.

……

He actually met the necromancer today - but he didn't tell anyone.

Just before dawn this morning, Ye Wujiu couldn't sleep because he had found the necromancer's bloodstains in Si Chen's mansion, so he simply got up and left the mansion, walking aimlessly in the back mountains.

He strolled until the meeting was about to begin and then prepared to go back. As soon as he turned around, he saw the necromancer Ma Zhenchun following him silently from five feet away - it seemed that he had been following him for a long time, but Ye Wujiu was completely unaware.

In an instant, the hairs on his back stood up like thorns, and he subconsciously took a step back, and the defensive barrier on his body opened up! This time, the necromancer was not wrapped in the aura of the furnace, and his pupils no longer overflowed with the fire of the solar prominence, but the strange rune patterns on his body were still there, flowing like mercury.

The sun was rising and the magnolia flowers were in full bloom, but Ye Wujiu felt an extreme chill rising from the soles of his feet and going straight to the top of his head.

"You're next."

Ma Zhenchun did not open his mouth, but Ye Wujiu clearly heard his voice in his ears.

"Unless you have the ability to kill me once again and let me be completely free."

Ma Zhenchun ripped open his shirt, revealing the tendons on his chest. There was a strange rune mark on the skin where his heart was. Red light flickered in the lines as if magma was rolling in it. The skin under the rune was wriggling as if there were earthworms or small snakes crawling in it. It looked disgusting and weird.

"To make a long story short, I am only awake for a limited time. If you really want to kill me, you must remove this control spell, otherwise..."

Ma Zhenchun wanted to say more, but suddenly a solar prominence fire ignited in his pupils, and his body was gradually covered by a layer of furnace flames. He had already lost himself.

Almost in an instant, Ye Wujiu felt what "death" felt like - a death about himself.

The undead Ma Zhenchun didn't even move, but a touch of solar prominence fire on his body attacked Ye Wujiu with lightning speed. The latter tried his best to dodge, but the fire still burned his left arm. If he didn't avoid it in time, that position would have been his heart.

The sleeve of his left arm was instantly burned by the furnace gas. The heart-burning pain was exactly the same as the feeling of the molten iron from sword-making splashing on his arm. Ye Wujiu took a breath, gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it.

After a desperate battle with two A-class warlocks, Ma Zhenchun and others, in Pingyang in the past, Ye Wujiu's magical power has been upgraded to the quasi-A-class level. In addition, with his recent hard training, he believed that with his quasi-A-class strength of both gold and water, he was able to fight any A-class warlock head-on. However, he never expected that in front of this necromancer, he could not even defend himself, let alone attack.

Logically speaking, Ma Zhenchun's fire element should be subject to Ye Wujiu's water element, but now that he has become a necromancer, his fire element magic power has been added with the power of gold, and by refining gold energy with fire, he has turned himself into a big furnace, and the flowing gold and water can even exert the power of water element magic power - if Ye Wujiu is a dual-element quasi-A-level strength at this moment, then it means that Ma Zhenchun now possesses the power of a three-element A-level warlock of fire, gold, and water.

The disparity in strength was revealed in just one move.

Ye Wujiu knew that everything was over.

Facing a strong enemy, for the first time in his life, he completely lost his fighting spirit, and Ye Wujiu closed his eyes - but even with his eyes closed, he could feel Ma Zhenchun's aura like the scorching sun rushing towards him at the speed of light!
Instead of being burned by the expected raging fire, the "furnace" brushed past Ye Wujiu and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Ye Wujiu opened his eyes, his pupils were gray, he stood hunched over for a while, then dragged his feet, holding his left arm, and walked back to Si Chen Mansion trembling like an octogenarian.

……

"Wu Jiu, are you hiding something from me?"

Mo Tingfeng noticed that something was wrong with him.

"No, no... I was just distracted. Wujiu deserves death."

Ye Wujiu's injured left hand, hidden in his sleeve, was trembling slightly.

He deliberately concealed the fact that he had seen the necromancer for the time being, not for any other reason, but because he really didn't want his master to rush forward for him - since Ma Zhenchun was coming for him, as long as he was still alive, he should find a way to solve the problem himself first.

The truth is, his sincerity and loyalty are evident, but he is more foolish and honest than capable of responding.
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"Sir, what did you ask me just now?"

Ye Wujiu collected his thoughts.

"nothing."

Mo Tingfeng hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ding Heran again.

"Let me tell you the conclusion directly. I tend to think that someone else, not Ruan Xingxuan, killed Xiao An."

"Someone deliberately wanted to bring her to the forefront and frame the Ruan family for this matter."

Upon hearing this, Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were both surprised and didn't understand why Mo Tingfeng made such a conclusion.

Mo Tingfeng picked up the jade and gold hairpin from the evidence tray and handed it to Ding Heran.
"You two take a closer look."

Ding Heran held the emerald gold hairpin up to the light and looked at it carefully. He then compared the emerald leaf taken out of Xiao'an's throat with the missing ring of the hairpin. They matched perfectly - no matter how he looked at it, Ruan Mianmian was involved in the murder of Xiao'an.

"Don't you think this missing link is too neat?"

"It was simply a piece that was carefully removed from the jade and gold hairpin."

"If it was true that Ruan and her maid Du Juan had conspired to murder Xiao An in the underground ice cellar, even if the latter wanted to leave evidence and was able to pull off a jade leaf and swallow it when Xiao An was not prepared, it would not be possible for the missing part to be so neat. Such a broken part must have taken enough time to be carefully removed."

"In addition, you should have noticed Du Juan's condition. She was in such a physical condition that she was lucky to be able to protect herself, let alone kill someone. It is unlikely that Ruan killed someone herself, so I infer that there is another murderer, and this person has enough time to contact Ruan without arousing suspicion."

After Mo Tingfeng's analysis, Ding Heran suddenly understood. It seems that the case of the water corpse still needs further consideration.

"But who exactly wants to frame Concubine Ruan?"

Ding Heran asked unconsciously.

"You should ask this, if Concubine Ruan is identified as the murderer in the water corpse case, who will benefit the most?" Ye Wujiu finally stopped distracting, but he looked very bad.

Mo Tingfeng saw it all but did not say anything. Instead, he let the two leave first and then sent a direct message to Ding Heran, asking him to look after Ye Wujiu privately.

"There's something wrong with Wujiu. Something must have happened. Heran, you have to keep an eye on him."