After hearing these words, the expression on Mrs. Qin's wrinkled face became very beautiful.
"What? What are you talking about?!"
Her eyes widened in horror, almost falling out of their sockets, and she looked at the unconscious Chu Yusu on the ground in disbelief.
The soul that previously lived in this body was actually Jiang Huaizhu?
"Bitch, you are a bastard of low birth, but the Jiang family treats you so well, as if you were their own daughter. I only regret that we were blind and mistook you for a real pearl. We indulged you blindly, which led to disaster!
It wasn't enough that you brought such terrible harm to the Jiang family during your lifetime, but now you're trying to harm us even after your death. I curse that your soul will be shattered!"
Old Mrs. Qin didn't care whether Jiang Huaizhu could hear her or not. She yelled and cursed hysterically.
Although Jiang Huaizhu was just a soul in the air, so weak that she was only breathing, she still had consciousness. When she heard the curse of Old Lady Qin, the faint green light on her soul trembled.
Why did this old hag scold her?
If she is said to be a lowly bastard, then what about those of them who come from prominent families and claim to be noble, but have such ugly faces?
They are so self-important, but now they are being trampled under Jiang Xiancao's feet, looking as miserable as dogs that have lost their homes?
As resentment erupted, a green light shone from Jiang Huaizhu's soul. She rushed towards Old Lady Qin with all her might, trying to take over her body.
Old Lady Qin felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and her old bones were trembling, with a look of fear on her face:
"What?!"
Jiang Xiancao watched coldly. Nun Meng shook her head and attacked again.
The whisk blew a cold wind towards Jiang Huaizhu's soul, and just before Jiang Huaizhu was about to take over his body, he forcibly put her into the spiritual weapon prepared in advance.
"Your soul is already unstable, yet you still dare to attempt to possess the body of a living person. You are truly courting death."
Taoist nun Meng said coldly to Jiang Huaizhu who was constantly colliding in the spiritual weapon:
"If you continue to struggle, your soul will be shattered."
Hearing this, Jiang Huaizhu's soul finally calmed down.
The twisted resentment she exuded finally faded.
Jiang Xiancao felt a little sorry.
If Jiang Huaizhu's soul was not useful, she would have asked Taoist nun Meng not to interfere and let Jiang Huaizhu torment Old Lady Qin.
Old Mrs. Qin was old and frail, and she had done many evil things in her daily life and had lost her good karma. Her current life was snatched away from her descendants by evil magic. When she was hit by Jiang Huaizhu's evil wind, her soul was hurt by the resentment, and something was wrong immediately.
She fell to her knees on the ground with a thud, begging frantically to the air:
"Have mercy, have mercy! I didn't mean to take your life. I, our Jiang family, have been sucking your luck and are desperate. Please spare me!
I don’t want to go to hell or be tortured!”
Hearing her cry, Jiang Jinxing, who had always respected her as his grandmother and never dared to be unfilial, couldn't help but say:
"Grandma, what are you crazy about?"
Taoist nun Meng continued:
"She's not crazy, she's possessed."
Jiang Jinxing suddenly looked up and glared at Nun Meng. "Possessed? What did you do to my grandmother? How could she be possessed?"
Taoist nun Meng was not afraid of a rude and impolite young man like him, and said indifferently:
"If you do too many bad things, you'll be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. People who have lost their good deeds are most likely to be possessed by evil spirits. Don't you understand this, Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Jinxing raised his voice and waved his fist:
"What wrong did my grandmother do? Are you trying to say that she really stole other people's lifespans and absorbed their luck?!"
"Of course, she did those things."
Jiang Xiancao stared coldly at Jiang Jinxing and said in a deep voice:
"She, like Marquis Wen Ning, is a person of grave criminality. She will surely die a miserable death and will never be able to recover after death."
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