Chapter 232: The Cold Buddhist Girl and the Sinister Young City Lord 28

Some people don't give up.

A noble lady in gorgeous clothes walked over leisurely, and under the pretext of toasting, she deliberately spilled some wine, wetting Shen Suyuan's robe.

"Oh my." The noblewoman pretended to be surprised and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Shen Suyuan's clothes. "I am sorry for offending the young city lord. Please forgive me."

Her eyes were charming, her face was wickedly beautiful, and she was about to wipe Shen Suyuan's chest with the handkerchief...

Shen Suyuan glanced at the dozens of dead babies' souls around her and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, a cold light flashed, and the noble lady's white and tender hands were chopped off and fell to the ground.

Blood sprayed.

The lady screamed, her face distorted.

The excitement finally died down and everyone fell silent.

Shen Suyuan stared at the bloodstains on his robe and became even more displeased.

His impatient gaze searched the crowd and finally fell on Cha Jiu.

"You." He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice cold, "Come and wipe my robe for me."

Everyone around looked at Cha Jiu with sympathy.

The system said: "He doesn't know you. It seems that the memories at different stages are independent of each other and are not affected."

In other words, Shen Suyuan was still affected by the curse at this time.

Amidst the various looks from the crowd, Cha Jiu stepped forward calmly.

She was not afraid, and seemed to be determined that no matter what time it was, no matter whether Shen Suyuan remembered her or not, he would never hurt her.

When Cha Jiu came to Shen Suyuan's side, his irritable and violent heart felt clear for a while.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Have we met before?"

As soon as he said this, he felt upset.

This sentence sounds like something a playboy would use to tease a woman.

Cha Jiu smiled but did not answer. He rummaged in his sleeves but could not pull out a handkerchief.

Oh no, this is embarrassing.

Shen Qi, who was standing by, handed over a clean square handkerchief at the right time.

Shen Suyuan threw the handkerchief to Cha Jiu, then looked around the quiet banquet and said with a half-smile, "What are you stopping for? Continue."

The sounds of stringed instruments and bamboo pipes rose again.

The guests forced smiles and pretended to be relaxed.

The noble lady with both her hands cut off was gagged, dragged out and thrown out of the city. Her father turned a blind eye and did not feel any resentment at all.

Beauty is useless, so just give it up.

Cha Jiu wiped it vigorously, but the bloodstain had already seeped into the fabric and could not be wiped off no matter how hard he wiped.

She raised her head and looked at Shen Suyuan helplessly.

When Shen Suyuan saw her like this, he felt soft-hearted for some reason.

"If you can't wipe it off, then don't wipe it." After saying that, he pulled Cha Jiu into his arms, picked up the wine glass on the table and fed her wine.

The spicy wine went down her throat, causing her to cough.

Shen Suyuan stopped and said, "You don't drink."

Cha Jiu's body is that of a nun, how could she have drunk alcohol?

"I haven't drunk it." She watched Shen Suyuan drink one glass after another, his eyes were a little red from drinking, so she reached out and held down his hand that was about to pour the wine, "You should drink less too."

The servants around him were so frightened that they quickly knelt down.

A look of sympathy also flashed across Shen Qi's face.

Oh, another pair of hands will be chopped off soon...

But Shen Suyuan was not angry.

He withdrew his hand that was pouring the wine, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person in his arms.

"You look very familiar to me." He said slowly, "I am not saying this frivolously. Your aura and your appearance both make me feel familiar."

"I seemed to have seen you in my dream."

Cha Jiu raised her head in his arms, blinked her eyes and said innocently: "Maybe I am dreaming now."

Just as Shen Suyuan was about to say something, a servant approached in panic.

"Something happened to the eldest son!"

Shen Suyuan's face changed and he immediately stood up and left.

Cha Jiu also followed.

…

A banquet was scheduled tonight, but the eldest son fell ill and disappeared. Shen Zhong sent people to look for him for a long time, but there was no news.

Just when Shen Suyuan was getting anxious, Cha Jiu seemed to have thought of something and grabbed his wrist: "Come with me."

Shen Suyuan was just slightly startled, but he didn't feel disgusted. He let her lead him to a dry well in a remote courtyard.

The dry well was cold and surrounded by thick fallen leaves.

As Shen Suyuan and Cha Jiu approached, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

and the sounds of teeth gnawing and chewing.

Shen Suyuan was stunned, approached the wellhead and lit a fire stick.

The light shone downwards, and a figure in a moon-white robe was squatting at the bottom of the well, nodding its head frequently and gnawing on something in its hands.

"...Brother."

The figure below froze, and slowly raised his head. His eyes were so dark that there was not a trace of white, and his mouth was stained with blood.

The eldest son was holding a dead parrot in his hand, which had been bitten to pieces.

Seeing his once handsome and gentle brother become like this, Shen Suyuan was in agony.

Cha Jiu finally understood why Shen Suyuan hid away alone when he fell ill.

It would be more painful than death for the loved ones around me to see me in such a miserable state.

Shen Suyuan jumped down without hesitation, trying to get closer to his brother, but was bitten on the arm by the man who had lost all his humanity.

The eldest son bit very hard, his ferocious expression revealing his bestiality.

Shen Suyuan had to endure it.

Cha Jiu also jumped down, took out the relic in his arms, and began to recite the Heart Purification Mantra.

The relics emit a soft light.

The eldest son's expression gradually changed from fierce to confused, and then slowly calmed down.

Finally, he passed out.

Shen Suyuan quickly took him out of the dry well and sent someone back to the room for a doctor to check on him.

"Thank you so much for tonight."

Now that his brother was safe and sound, Shen Suyuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to thank Cha Jiu.

But under the soft moonlight, the more he looked at the teardrop mole under Cha Jiu's eye, the more familiar it seemed to him.

His eyes moved down and fell on the black dragon jade pendant worn on her waist, and Shen Suyuan was even more surprised.

"This is... my jade pendant."

Cha Jiu took off the jade pendant and returned it to him: "Well, this is your jade pendant. Su Yuan, this dream should be over. Take me to where the evil spirit is buried."

Shen Suyuan in front of him took the jade pendant hesitantly, and then slowly realized everything.

He seemed to be lonely, but also seemed to be celebrating: "It turns out that I am the dream."

He raised his eyes, with hope in them: "After I wake up from this dream, will you still be by my side?"

Cha Jiu sighed, stepped forward and kissed the corner of his lips, and said softly: "Su Yuan, I will always be by your side, no matter in dreams or reality."

Shen Suyuan was very satisfied, all the anger disappeared from his brows, and he smiled at her.

The scene before my eyes changed again.

This time, Cha Jiu came to the Buddhist temple that Shen Suyuan had arranged for her.

Inside the gorgeous yet empty Buddhist temple, there was only one person standing alone in front of the Buddha statue.

His figure was tall and straight, standing at the junction of shadow and light in the Buddhist hall, and he seemed a little lonely.

Until he heard Cha Jiu's footsteps.

"You're here." Shen Suyuan turned around and looked at her, his eyes lit up and warmth appeared at the corners of his lips: "Jiang Yu, I have been waiting... for your salvation."