Wife is hell

Chapter 28 A Giant Rock Falls from the Sky
"who!?"

Startled by the sudden sound, Yan Feng instinctively pulled the woman up and shielded her in front of him, pressing the tip of his knife tightly against her throat as he dragged her backward.

Then a handsome young man and a voluptuous woman appeared in the courtyard and walked slowly towards them.

It was Jiang Mu and Tang Jinxian.

"do not come!"

Yan Feng roared.

Jiang Mu stopped and looked at Yan Feng's left hand holding the knife. He said calmly, "It seems we don't need to test you anymore. You've already given us the answer."

Tang Jinxian's fingertips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to activate the spiritual object "grass rope".

It can be seen that Yan Feng and the woman are almost touching. If they were to be restrained rashly, they would likely be tied up together, which would give Yan Feng an opportunity to commit the crime.

She had no choice but to remain still and wait for the right opportunity.

Yan Feng recognized Tang Jinxian, and a look of astonishment and panic flashed across his face:

"How...how did you get here?"

Then, as if he understood something, he pressed the knife harder, leaving a deeper gash on the woman's neck, and laughed nervously.

"I understand now, it was Yan Qingshan! That old bastard betrayed me, didn't he?!"

"Haha... I knew he'd betray us!"

"I knew he couldn't be trusted! All that talk about taking the blame for me was utter nonsense! He doesn't care about my life or death at all; he'd love for me to die! Right!?"

I can't believe that bastard! He just wants me dead! He just wants me dead!

"Hahaha……"

Crimson blood seeped from the woman's neck and dripped slowly.

The woman was terrified and cried out to Jiang Mu and his companion for help: "Save me, please save me..."

Tang Jinxian said coldly, "Your father did not betray you; we found the clues ourselves."

"Bullshit!!"

Yan Feng completely lost control of his emotions, holding the woman even tighter, his hand holding the knife trembling violently with agitation.
"Send him to see me!"

"Bring that beast Yan Qingshan to see me!"

"Why wouldn't he save me? Why?!"

Jiang Mu glanced at Tang Jinxian.

The latter shook his head slightly, implying that it was impossible to capture the suspect directly using a magical object.

Jiang Mu softened his tone and said calmly:

"Yan Feng, I understand you. You've always felt that your father doesn't care about you, and even indirectly caused your mother's death because of this woman."

But have you ever thought that if he really didn't care about you, he would have arrested you and Wu long ago when he first started investigating this case?

I remember that your father was in charge of investigating this spiritual disaster case from the beginning, right? With Yan Qingshan's abilities, he actually discovered the clues long ago.

But he kept delaying, hoping to help you cover up the evidence.

They even went so far as to reveal Tang Zhangsi's entrapment plan, intending to make you stop. But instead, you planned to turn the tables and use spiritual objects to persecute Tang Zhangsi, didn't you?"

Jiang Mu looked directly into the other person's eyes.

He recalled that it was Yan Qingshan who first led the rescue team to the cave.

Upon seeing that Tang Jinxian was unharmed, the other party visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, as a high-ranking official in the patrol office, he knew all too well that if something happened to a big shot like Tang Jinxian, it would shake the capital.

Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't be able to save his son.

Yan Feng didn't speak, but held the woman tightly, never moving the tip of his knife an inch.

At this moment, he noticed that Tang Jinxian's hand was seemingly unintentionally resting on her waist.

Yan Feng suddenly thought of something and shouted sharply:

"You! Step back! Step back outside the house, at least five zhang away! My father told me that your spirit is a rope, capable of binding people within five zhang. Don't try anything funny, get out!"

Tang Jinxian's pretty face changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qingshan also told the other party this.

Left with no other choice, she gave Jiang Mu a look and had to slowly retreat until she was inside the courtyard.

Only Jiang Mu and the two men in a standoff remained inside the room.

Jiang Mu continued to try to break down his defenses:

“Yan Feng, you don’t hate your father, you hate fate, you hate this unfair world. But your father is protecting you in his own way, even if it’s wrong…”

"You bullshit!"

Yan Feng's knife penetrated another half a step, and the woman's sobs grew even more piercing.
"He protected me? He only has eyes for this bitch and that little bastard! When he hit me and cursed me, why didn't he think about protecting me?"

"I've killed so many people, there's no turning back now! It's all because of this woman!"

"They all deserve to die!" "Bring Yan Qingshan here. If he won't save me, I'll kill this bastard right in front of him!"

Jiang Mu said calmly, "To be honest, I don't care whether this woman lives or dies. You can kill her or not, I only care about the life or death of that child. At least he is innocent."

If you want to see your father, go to the prison and have a good talk with him. At least I can guarantee that you will—”

boom! ! !
A loud crash suddenly came from the roof.

Before Jiang Mu could finish speaking, a huge rock broke through the roof and fell straight down, carrying with it broken tiles and rafters.

Half of the house collapsed with a roar.

Tang Jinxian, who was in the courtyard, was so shocked by this sudden change that she turned pale and was completely stunned.

After regaining my senses, I tried to rush in, but was blocked by the billowing dust.

"Mu Jiang!"

Tang Jinxian called out urgently.

Seeing no response from inside, her heart sank. She forcefully waved away the thick dust in front of her, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve, and rushed in.

"Mu Jiang!"

The woman cried out repeatedly.

In the dim light, she saw a familiar hem of clothing buried among the rubble and stones, and her mind went blank.

"how come……"

The woman stood there, lost in thought.

This turn of events happened so suddenly, it was completely unexpected.

Just a moment ago it was alive and well, and now... it's gone?
From a rational perspective, Mu Jiang's death would actually be a good thing for her. As long as the spirit doesn't go out of control, it's equivalent to gaining freedom and eliminating a potential threat.

But emotionally, she didn't feel that much ill will towards Mu Jiang.

On the contrary, I felt a strange sense of goodwill towards it.

It has nothing to do with romantic feelings; it's just a very complex emotion.

"Cough cough cough..."

There was a cough.

"Mu Jiang?"

Tang Jinxian was stunned for a moment, then rushed over and dug away the rubble and dirt from the man's body.

Seeing that the man was unharmed, Tang Jinxian smiled with genuine joy: "Mu Jiang, it's so good that you're alright."

"Holy crap, what the hell is going on? Was it an earthquake?"

Jiang Mu was covered in dust and looked completely bewildered.

"I don't know."

Tang Jinxian shook her head, still shaken.

At this moment, the two noticed that a huge rock had landed not far away where Yan Feng and the woman were.

The woman was already covered in blood and flesh, and died on the spot.

Yan Feng's lower body was pinned down by the boulder, while his upper body was still exposed. Blood kept gushing from his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear and utter bewilderment.

He opened his mouth as if to ask for help, but could only make incoherent sounds.

Jiang Mu was dumbfounded.

Why did such a big rock suddenly fall down out of nowhere?
Where did the stone come from?
A punishment from God?

Or……

Jiang Mu was startled: "Could it be that someone wants to silence us?"

"Quiet?"

Tang Jinxian then realized, "This stone looks like the one from the Phoenix Screen rockery in the abandoned garden next door?"

The two exchanged a glance and immediately rushed in that direction.

"Ah..."

With only a breath left, Yan Feng struggled to curl his fingers, trying to beg for help from Jiang Mu and the other man, his eyes filled with pleading.

He doesn't want to die.

He is afraid of death.

He really doesn't want to die.

Jiang Mu paused, turned around and cursed, "Your mother's calling you for dinner downstairs, get out of here!"

Yan Feng watched the two leave, then his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last with deep resentment.

(End of this chapter)