The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 283: Digging a pit for the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion?
Lang Jiuchuan collapsed to the ground, barely daring to breathe. Hearing the screams coming from the courtyard outside, she raised a slight smile and lifted her trembling hands.

She won this battle again.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at his slender hands, grinned, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. He was so tired.

Click.

Suddenly, a faint sound came, her eyelids twitched, and she opened her eyes with a whoosh. A tile was falling straight at her, its sharp corner pointing right at her eyes, and the roof beams were also beginning to tilt and collapse.

Lang Jiuchuan quickly rolled to avoid the tile.

It's over, this house is going to collapse.

Lang Jiuchuan used the last bit of strength to teleport and scramble out of the house.

Almost as soon as she stepped out, the house collapsed completely with a loud bang.

Even before the thunder struck, some neighbors got up, put on their coats, and realized that such a loud thunderclap was strange, especially since it wasn't even the Awakening of Insects yet. They immediately went out to check.

Now, another loud bang.

So, the neighbors all ran out to see what was happening, and they saw that the Song family's house had collapsed, with smoke and dust billowing everywhere. Many people were stunned, and remembering that Song's wife and daughter were still living there, they all came over.

However, they couldn't find a way in.

This is too evil!

Thinking of all the misfortunes that had befallen the Song family over the past year, he grew increasingly panicked. Just then, officers from the military police patrolled the streets, and people rushed over, shouting, "Sir, the Song family's house has collapsed! The Song mother and daughter are still inside! Heaven have mercy..."

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lang Jiuchuan broke the formation she had set up, allowing Fu Qi to lead her and the dying spirit witch to escape over the wall.

Meanwhile, the people in the other alley thought they were getting old and their eyesight was failing them. How could they have seen a shadow crawling out of the Song family's house? Then they remembered that several people in the Song family had died, and they shuddered.

wild!

As the night deepened and the dew grew heavy, Lang Jiuchuan did not return to the Marquis's residence, but instead went back to the Wanshi Shop. This was because Madam Song and her daughter had moved here, and now that their house was on fire or collapsed, he had to inform her and coordinate their statements. Otherwise, if the military police dug up the collapsed house and found no one there, they would inevitably have to cover up some things and argue about it.

The Zhuang family had already started preparing the house behind the Wanshi Shop when Lang Jiuchuan came to visit. They had already vacated some rooms, and after Lang Jiuchuan gave them some pointers, they packed all their luggage and were just waiting for the auspicious day to set off.

Now that Song Niangzi and the others have suddenly arrived, there is a place to settle them. As for Lang Jiuchuan, who is all alone, there is even more room for him. Zhuang Quanhai has even vacated the main courtyard.

As soon as Lang Jiuchuan arrived, Zhuang Quan Hai saw that she was in a sorry state and hurriedly told his son to boil water and prepare clothes. He glanced at the old woman at her feet, and although he was curious, he did not dare to ask any questions.

The murderous aura emanating from Lang Jiuchuan had not yet dissipated.

Hearing the commotion, Madam Song rushed out of her daughter's room and saw Lang Jiuchuan lying on the ground. She hurried over and asked, "Immortal Master, are you alright?"

Lang Jiuchuan pointed at the spirit witch: "Go, beat her up, beat her up however you feel comfortable, as long as you're happy, just don't kill her."

Madam Song: "?" "The corpse-rotting Gu on your daughter's body was her handiwork, fed to her by Luo Chan." Lang Jiuchuan said, panting heavily.

Madam Song's eyes widened in fury. With a howl, she pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair and pounced on her, frantically stabbing her body while wailing and cursing, her tears and snot all mixed together.

The spirit shaman remained deathly silent, unable to mount the slightest resistance.

Lang Jiuchuan also collapsed to the ground. When Song Niangzi was exhausted and her wailing turned into a low sob, she slowly wiped the blood off the hairpin with her dress, re-tied it into a bun, and then helped Lang Jiuchuan up again, saying, "Thank you, Immortal Master."

Lang Jiuchuan hummed in agreement and said, "Go take care of your daughter." She paused, then added, "By the way, your house is uninhabitable now, so stay here for the next few days to recover."

Lady Song was puzzled.

Lang Jiuchuan said sullenly, "When we dealt with her, we made too much noise and the house collapsed. Now the military police have come and are probably trying to exterminate you and your daughter. Just say that you brought Die'er to find a doctor and that you didn't stay inside."

Madam Song paused for a moment, then said, "I know what to say. I'll go back first thing tomorrow morning under the pretext of getting some clothes and explaining a few things."

Lang Jiuchuan nodded.

"Die'er is asleep after taking the medicine, so there's no need to watch over her. I'll take care of you, Immortal Master." Madam Song helped her to the room prepared by Zhuang Quan Hai to rest, helped her wash up, changed her into a set of Zhuang Quan Hai's daughter's clothes, and even brought her a midnight snack. Seeing that Lang Jiu Chuan's hands were trembling so much that she couldn't lift them, she picked up some noodles and fed them to her.

Seeing the deathly pallor fade from her face and her life returning, Lang Jiuchuan felt a great sense of relief and said, "Go and be with your daughter, get a good night's sleep, and everything will be alright from now on."

Madam Song felt a lump in her throat, rose, curtsied to her, and withdrew.

Just then, Jiang Che returned, smugly telling everyone about his good deed, saying, "I didn't harm the other houses, I just burned down that poisonous insect house. It was too creepy; those little Taoist priests don't dare go near it."

Lang Jiuchuan naturally knew this and said, "It's clear that cultivation is useful; you've made progress."

Jiang Che was a little embarrassed by the praise: "I haven't made much progress. I just think that this person is really vicious. With that face, she looks like an innocent little girl, but she does inhuman evil things."

Lang Jiuchuan said, "Now that she's in our hands, she's a cripple, but we can't let her die here, lest we dirty our hands."

"Oh?"

"The exorcism of evil should naturally be handled by those who claim to be righteous, such as the Xuan Clan of our Da Dan." Lang Jiuchuan said calmly, "Send a message to Young Master Gong, and they will naturally send that Law Enforcement Hall. As for why someone like her is in the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion and what her relationship is with them, that is none of our business."

How to conduct the interrogation is a matter for the Xuan clan. If the interrogation reveals that this person has some kind of deal with the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion, then things will get interesting. What is a marquis's mansion planning to do by keeping such a vicious and insidious person?

Jiang Che blinked his big tiger eyes and said, "Why do I feel like you're digging a pit for the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion?"

"I'm not that kind of person," Lang Jiuchuan scoffed. "Just stating the facts."

Jiang Che scoffed, "You don't even believe what you're saying, do you?"

"That Marquis of Zhenbei performs rituals for your father every year. Isn't what you're doing a bit like repaying kindness with enmity?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and asked. Did this person even realize the hidden hostility she harbored towards the Marquis's mansion?
Lang Jiuchuan remained unfazed: "To be fair, it's unreasonable for the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion to harbor such a person. I am not one to bend the law for personal gain, and I am just a young lady, so it's not fair for me to bend the law for personal gain. I am not familiar with the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion and know nothing about it!"

Jiang Che muttered to himself, "But this little girl has sharp teeth; one bite and she'll gnaw off a piece of meat!"