Wife is hell

Chapter 33 Senior Sister's Incantation
Jiang Mu stood with his back to Jiang Zhenzhen, who was slumped on the ground, his hands behind his back.

Her clothes fluttered gently in the breeze of the alley, revealing a sense of aloofness and unfathomable depth.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Zhenzhen was so frightened that she hurriedly turned around and stared blankly at the man who appeared behind her in the blink of an eye, her face filled with fear.

At that moment, she realized that she was really courting death.

And it was a big one!
"Who...who exactly are you? Why is this spirit creature acting like this?"

She couldn't understand.

I really don’t understand.

In her hands, this bell was nothing more than a spiritual object that disturbed the mind. Why, then, did it display such unpredictable power in the hands of this person?

Jiang Mu wiped away the blood flowing from his nose, feeling somewhat helpless.

As expected, without spiritual power as a foundation, forcibly activating the profound divine arts contained within the "Eastern Emperor Primordial Bell" would immediately result in a backlash.

Just one "shift of heaven and earth" was enough to make his blood boil and his head buzz.

If my senior sister finds out, she'll laugh at me to death.

He turned around, looking down at the trembling Jiang Zhenzhen, and said in a calm tone: "Speak, why did you suddenly want to harm me? There seems to be no enmity between us."

Jiang Zhenzhen forced herself to raise her head, threatening him with a fierce but weak expression:

"Mu Jiang! You'd better return the spiritual item to me! Since you know I'm a disciple of Divine Phoenix Island, you should understand that a mere yamen runner like you can't possibly bear this responsibility—"

"clang--"

The bell rang again, interrupting her.

Jiang Mu shook the bell.

Jiang Zhenzhen clutched her head and let out a piercing scream.

I felt a simultaneous heat in my eardrums and deep nasal cavity, and warm blood gushed out.

Jiang Mu walked up to her and squatted down: "Please answer my question, okay?"

Jiang Zhenzhen trembled all over, her eyes filled with fear and resentment as she looked at Jiang Mu.

Seeing that the other party was about to shake the bell again, she was so frightened that she quickly said, "I'll talk! I'll talk! Junior Sister Xueying sent me. She didn't want to be bothered by you, so she wanted me to kill you."

The woman had a trick up her sleeve.

They tried to smear Shi Xueying.

Jiang Mu smiled and shook his head:

"Shi Xueying is proud and somewhat arrogant, but she would never do something like killing someone. I grew up with her and know her better than anyone else."

Jiang Zhenzhen's lips trembled, and she was speechless for a moment.

"I think I understand."

Jiang Mu pondered for a moment and made a guess, "I just came out of Madam Yan's house, and you caught up with me as soon as I turned around."

"I suppose it was that young master Wen Yu who saw me and was resentful, so he sent you, his 'good senior sister,' to teach me a lesson, right?"

Jiang Zhenzhen's eyes flickered, and she quickly shifted all the blame onto the other woman:
"That's right! It's Wen Yu! He resents you for being Xueying's childhood sweetheart and is afraid you'll ruin his plans, so he begged me to kill you! If you want revenge, you should go find him!"

"Tsk, still not behaving himself."

Jiang Mu reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
"That kid is petty and cowardly; he wouldn't dare to kill someone. I can guess with my toes that it was you, you bastard, who fanned the flames and instigated it."

Jiang Zhenzhen felt a little numb.

Is this guy a tapeworm? How can he guess everything?
"Snapped!"

A loud slap landed hard on her face.

Jiang Zhenzhen was slapped so hard she fell to the ground, half of her cheek instantly swelling up.

Having been pampered by her family and cherished by her teachers since childhood, she had never suffered such humiliation.
Overwhelmed by shame and arrogance, she instinctively turned her head, glaring at Jiang Mu: "Mu Jiang! My master is in Yancheng! If she knew how you treated me, she would tear you to pieces—"

"clang--"

"what!!!"

Jiang Zhenzhen let out a heart-wrenching scream, covered her ears tightly with both hands, and curled up into a ball.

The sound waves seemed to transform into a branding iron, burning and churning wildly in her brain and throughout her limbs.

Jiang Zhenzhen, her hands trembling, reached out and grabbed Jiang Mu's trouser leg:
"I was wrong... Please stop shaking me... Please stop shaking me... I was really wrong... Forgive me..."

The woman was filled with regret at that moment.

If she could do it all over again, even if she had a thousand times the courage, she would never dare to provoke this evil star!
"late."

Jiang Mu continued to shake the bell, his expression indifferent.

He didn't care about killing a top sect disciple; he couldn't be soft-hearted or take any chances with this kind of woman.

Beg for mercy now, and they will retaliate even more severely once they recover.

However, he remembered that his senior sister's magic weapon had a secret technique that could completely control the opponent's soul. Unfortunately, he didn't have any spiritual energy to support it now, and forcibly using it would damage his own soul.

Therefore... silencing them is the best option.

"what!!!"

The woman screamed in agony, rolling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Blood gushed from her seven orifices. Gradually, her struggles weakened, until finally she collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, the light in her eyes fading...

Until, his breath completely ceased.

Jiang Mu stopped when he saw that the other party had stopped moving.

He began to think about how to dispose of the body.

Anyone who has committed murder knows that disposing of the body is often more troublesome than the murder itself.

but……

Jiang Mu stared at the bell in his hand and murmured:
"I remember this bell has the ability to destroy evidence of a corpse. Senior Sister uses it all the time. How do we use it? It seems... we have to recite a spell first?"

Jiang Mu pondered for a moment, then tentatively said to the bell:

"I love my junior brother."

The bell remained silent.

Jiang Mu repeated, "I love Jiang Mu?"

Still no movement.

"Xiao Jiang is my favorite."

"I want to marry my junior brother."

"Master, you shameless woman, you stole my man."

"..."

Jiang Mu said a lot, but the bell remained completely still.

Just as he was about to give up, he inexplicably said, "Junior brother, push harder."

hum-

The bell vibrated slightly, and instantly a ring of black light appeared.

Jiang Mu was speechless.

Senior sister's mnemonic is packed with information!

He dared not think too much about it and ransacked Jiang Zhenzhen's clothes, taking all the valuables. Then, he gripped the bell tightly, placed it directly above the corpse, and gently shook it.

A drop of thick, black liquid, resembling ink, slowly dripped down and landed on the corpse.

The next moment, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Jiang Zhenzhen's body rapidly turned black and carbonized around the drop of black liquid, then turned into fine ash and dissipated into the air.

Even the clothes on his body and the bloodstains on the ground were gone...

"call……"

Jiang Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a breath.

The backlash from forcibly activating the secret technique of the Eastern Emperor Primordial Bell caused him to feel a strong sense of exhaustion.

It felt like he was taking on twenty girls all by himself.

He carefully tucked the valuables he had taken from Jiang Zhenzhen into his pocket, leaned against the wall for a while to catch his breath, and then walked out of the alley.

"Mu Jiang!"

Just as they stepped out of the alley, a hurried voice suddenly rang out.

But then Wen Yu came running over, panting heavily.

Seeing that Jiang Mu seemed normal, Wen Yu visibly relaxed, then asked nervously:
"Have you...have you seen my Senior Sister Jiang?"

"Your Senior Sister Jiang?"

Jiang Mu feigned confusion and asked, "Who is your Senior Sister Jiang? Do I know her?"

He held the bell in his hand, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Hearing this, Wen Yu relaxed even more and said, "It's good that you didn't see anything. Um... you should go home quickly, someone is going to cause you trouble."

Wen Yu rushed over because he regretted it soon after Jiang Zhenzhen left.

After all, he was a pampered young master raised in a greenhouse, and not really a spoiled brat. Apart from being petty and liking to talk badly about people behind their backs, he had never actually done anything as heinous as murder.

So the more I thought about it, the more terrified I became, and I quickly chased after them.

Jiang Mu was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly burst into laughter:

"Young Master Wen, who else could be causing me trouble besides you? You wouldn't be planning to ask your senior sister to deal with me just to teach me a lesson, would you?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Wen Yu's eyes darted away, and his voice unconsciously rose in pitch.

Jiang Mu stared intently at the other person, his fingertips slowly stroking the bell's surface.

Snapped!
He patted Wen Yu's shoulder heavily and sighed:
"Fine, I'll give you another chance for your mother's sake."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Wen Yu was left standing there, completely bewildered, utterly unaware that he had just escaped death.

(End of this chapter)