Chapter 154 Earning 90 Million in a Week 18

Brother or sister?

Ximujin collapsed in front of the screen, his ears still focused on the last PK. Hearing his mother's confident words, he was a little dazed.

He looked up suddenly.

No way... Mom also knows the judge's life experience? How come they all seem to have cheated?!

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Mom asked the silent judge, slightly provocatively.

"Aren't you curious about where I know these things?"

The Inquisitor's voice sounded again, and there was actually a hint of smile hidden in his cold and ruthless tone.

"You're the first ghost to ever tell me about them, and I cherish you very much."

"I will pry your mouth open and make you reveal their whereabouts - of course, the premise is that you'd better know, otherwise..."

Mom smiled, "Otherwise?"

There was a cold light in the Inquisitor's eyes.

"I won't let anyone who makes fun of them go."

"You have misunderstood the situation, Inquisitor. Need I remind you? You are different from us. I was very surprised to see you suddenly appear from nowhere."

Mom smiled brightly, "The devil actually got into a bug like you, who asked you to come?"

Seeing... Jiang Yuelu's heart was racing.

She said she saw, but where did she see my past?

I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious... I really want to ask! But in order to maintain his cold personality, he sneered and ignored his mother.

His mother thought his silence was due to fear, "Don't worry, I don't care why you are here. I have great respect for you who are brave enough to go to hell."

She deliberately dragged out the sound of the word "人", and Jiang Yuelu frowned.

"Jin Ruyi should have a prop in his hand that can reveal your true identity." Xia Yi reminded in his ear.

The Inquisitor nodded imperceptibly.

"You and I can enter Linya City, and you are even judged as a contestant. In a sense, Cycas ghost is like a blind man." Xia Yi's words contained implicit sarcasm.

"Even Linya City can't recognize you as a human, so why can she?"

The Inquisitor understood. "That prop?"

"That item is probably of a very high level and is related to the secrets of this Linya City."

Xia Yi had said almost everything. "Take it easy from now on. I know you will act like a madman once you are provoked by your family."

After hearing his words, Jiang Yuelu paused for a moment, then quickly assumed a cold attitude and fired at her mother like a machine gun, "Jin Ruyi, you grew up in a very healthy and happy family. You had excellent grades and were a good girl in the eyes of your parents. You grew up peacefully all the way. Why do you have such deep resentment?"

"Who do you hate?"

"Who are you blaming?"

Not expecting his sudden attack, his mother was a little surprised at first, but as she listened to every word, she felt deeply bored.

"Healthy and happy? That's what you think. Who says a good girl is... well." She suddenly realized, and raised her traditional Chinese style eyes. "Ah, you are provoking me."

"You would rather talk to me here than go find your enemy and judge him. Is it because you have no idea at all?"

The judge actually nodded, "Yes, I really have no idea."

"The information you showed is not as comprehensive as Tang Ze's. I can't pinpoint who your enemy is, nor can I know the source of your hatred."

"Ah, this. I won't say it anymore..."

"Then don't fight..."

"I stayed up all night watching your live broadcast just because of what you said?"

"Is it okay, brother? If not, we can surrender. It's not shameful to raise the white flag."

“………………My mother tongue is speechless.”

"Where's your momentum just now? It was all bullshit???"

…

Lao Liu was the first to jump up in the live broadcast room, "He must be mentally ill, to say that?!"

Many people frowned because of the huge decibels, but Lao Liu no longer cares. "Does he know how many viewers are in his live studio?"

"...two hundred thousand." The Tassel Girl added in a low voice.

"Does he think these 200,000 viewers are all watching him? How many of them are streaming from our live broadcast room? Everyone - everyone is paying attention to this team battle!"

Old Liu's eyes turned red with hatred. "But he actually revealed his true colors in front of 200,000 people... Well, now everyone knows that he can't beat Mom, and he has admitted it himself!"

"Everyone will know that the corpse will take a weak egg as confidence, haha, and put him confidently at the end. Just watch, from tonight on, we will become the laughing stock of the entire Linya City!"

Ximujin interrupted with a frown, "It's not the end yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

"But……"

"If you are eager to become a laughing stock, you can leave first and don't have to share honor and disgrace with us." Ximujin said something unprecedentedly serious, and even Lao Liu was a little shocked, "President..."

Ximujin was never arrogant when he was the president, he was always smiling, and rarely turned his face as ruthlessly as he did today. Although Lao Liu was very unwilling, he opened his mouth but did not refute.

"The team battle isn't over yet, we are still a team. When I recruited you, I told you that since we are a family, we should encourage each other."

"Now your companion is fighting, but you are cursing him to lose?"

Ximujin said coldly: "Then you guys can curse him, I believe him anyway."

"I believe that, too."

Now that Tang Ze has expressed his opinion, no one dares to speak.

The live broadcast room was silent, but Ximujin sighed in his heart. The "super intuition" he told the judge was actually the truth. He really felt the hope of his brother being rescued from the moment he met Jiang Yuelu, and as he interacted with him more, the hope became more and more real.

Before the team battle began, he could already see the scene of his brother and himself meeting again.

…But he didn’t know how the Inquisitor would win.

It seems that there is no chance of winning this PK.

"Tang Ze." Ximu Jin opened a private chat.

"Go to that... that Gao Mao's live broadcast room and place your bets. Bet on him to win. Remember to bet more." As if to buy himself peace of mind, he looked at the judge who was confronting his mother on the screen.

I've staked my entire fortune on you, please don't let me down.

…

Mom was very surprised. She didn't expect Jiang Yuelu to admit it so openly. "What are you trying to do?"

"Don't take my words as a trap, ma'am." The Inquisitor seemed to be unable to see the number of people dropping out of his live broadcast room, and his eyes were fixed on the opposite side.

"I don't dare to offend you, right? I'm very afraid of my identity being exposed, you should know that."

After thinking for a moment, my mother decided that he was not lying.

A human being sneaked into the ghost city, and a wizard at that, which would cause a great uproar at the moment. If she announced this news in a live broadcast room with 100,000 people, she wouldn't have to do anything herself, because the ghosts of the Corpse Society would first deal with Jiang Yuelu, the traitor.

But she always felt something was wrong.

The other party's fall was too fast, as if he had expected it. She was very unhappy that she didn't see Jiang Yuelu's shocked face and the panic of kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Mom, mom."

"Mom, mom, I'm hungry..."

The skeletons surrounded her, and her constant urging made her frown. She swung her hand and smashed them all to pieces. "Why are you arguing? You'll have food later."

The bone fragments were reflected in Jiang Yuelu's eyes covered with black scales. He subtly felt a little heartbeat, but he soon realized that this heartbeat came strangely, as if it came out of his heart out of thin air, guiding him to look at those small fragments, and he couldn't help but feel like crying.

A strange feeling of pity came into my mind.

It seemed like he felt extremely empathetic when those children were hurt.

"Motherhood—" Alarm bells rang in his mind, "Her skills!"

"It doesn't matter where you got the news from. I'm tired of it." Mom said coldly.

"Children, difficult childbirth, death, husband... all of that is long gone. It is a story from another world. What does it have to do with me now?"

"hiss--!"

Jiang Yuelu closed his eyes tightly. He pierced his palm with the black sword. The pain took away the desire that was surging in his mind... the desire to hug a child, the desire to raise a child.

Drops of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

No wonder Tangze collapsed so quickly, this kind of pollution... is simply unbearable for humans!

The lucidity brought by the pain was very short-lived. He quickly condensed a piece of black paper and said, "You think that's all I know, right? What about this thing? Do you have any impression of it?"

"What is that? I've never seen it before."

"Title: My Dream, Name: Jin Ruyi, First Grader at Chunfeng Middle School... Ah, isn't this the composition you wrote?"

"My dream is to be a pilot and fly freely in the sky. There, no one will restrain me, no one will stop me, I will fly like a free bird..."

"A bird shouldn't be kept in a cage. She was born with wings, so she should fly over the mountains and soar into the sky."

“I long to be carried away by the wind, so that my laughter will bloom like silver bells in the sky.”

As Jiang Yuelu recited, her mother's face became more and more ugly.

"Oh my god, did he really get it?"

"Look at my mother's expression... Could this really be the composition she wrote?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha oh my god, mom! Who knew that the mother who sweeps everywhere has such an innocent side!"

"What a contrast. I love you."

"What kind of weird social death scene is this?"

"Everyone, look at this woman named Xiaomei. She didn't delete all her privacy before she died, so she got her retribution. This story reminds us that we must delete all our dark history before we die."

…

With a naive and immature mind, he wrote a fantasy bubble that only existed at that age. But this bubble was out of place in the gloomy ghost city today and was the object of everyone's ridicule.

"That's enough, shut up!" Mom yelled.

“It’s very strange.”

Jiang Yuelu's voice also became higher.

"What's so strange about that?! Give it back to me!"

"Isn't it strange?" Jiang Yuelu struggled to resist the maternal glow, still speaking in a calm tone, "Jin Ruyi, you were in the first grade at that time, you didn't encounter any hardships, your family was happy, harmonious and wealthy, you had a steady stream of tutoring classes after school, and you were an excellent student praised by your classmates, praised by your teachers, and your parents were proud of you."

"Why do you keep mentioning the cage and longing for it while writing this essay? You don't seem to be happy?"

"What the hell does it have to do with you?!"

The mother gritted her teeth and couldn't help but stretch out her hands over the flying white skeletons.

“Give it back to me!”

“Crack—”

The black paper was torn in two in front of her, as if it was torn in half by someone. She stared blankly, her thoughts going from the gap between life and death to her long life, from the pain of childbirth to the smile at the wedding and then to the college entrance examination... all the way back to the day when her ideal was torn apart by her own hands.

"Torn into pieces." She opened her mouth silently, and Jiang Yuelu finished the sentence for her.

His forehead, which was bulging with veins, suddenly relaxed slightly. His mother had released her ability and focused all her attention on the piece of black torn paper. Her expression was a little sad, a little nostalgic, but mostly calm.

"It's not the composition, it's me who was torn to pieces."