Zhong Xueliu looked at Nan Yuanman, whom she was holding hostage, with a strange expression. She paused, seemingly genuinely threatened, and said in a gentle tone, "Ding Yan, calm down..."
These words enraged Ding Yan. Ghost patterns appeared on her face, and she growled menacingly, "Calm down?! How can you expect me to calm down!"
"My sister was tortured to death by those beasts, and to eliminate any future trouble, they plotted to kill my parents in a car accident..."
"And you!" Ding Yan pointed at Zhong Xueliu, her voice trembling with emotion: "You bunch of hypocritical, self-righteous bastards, shouting about upholding justice, yet indiscriminately helping murderers..."
Ding Yan's eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, tears of blood streaming from the corners of her eyes. A look of madness appeared on her face, and ghostly energy surged around her: "You, and those beasts! You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!!"
The shrill, piercing sound echoed down the corridor, leaving Feng Jingcheng, the only ordinary person present, with his head buzzing.
Nan Yuanman couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands and soothe her in a childish voice: "Miss, don't shout. Put Yuanman down. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, Yuanman can help you fulfill them."
The soft, sweet child's voice was like a clear spring. Ding Yan suddenly felt a chill in her brain, which was filled with hatred and anger, and her reason, which was about to be swallowed by demonic nature, returned slightly.
She stared blankly down at the little bundle she was holding in her hand, only to find that the child in her hand was not like a normal child, screaming in terror and calling for his mother. Instead, he was very calm.
Noticing that she was looking over, it raised its little head and gave her a bright smile.
Ding Yan froze, looking at her strangely: "Kid, aren't you afraid of me? And..."
"You just said you could help me?" She couldn't help but laugh, her smile tinged with sarcasm. "With your skinny arms and legs, you think you can help me? Don't be ridiculous."
This child can barely take care of herself, yet she has the audacity to say that she can help her fulfill her obsession!
ha!
How ridiculous!
Zhong Xueliu couldn't help but say, "Others can't fulfill your obsession, but they can bring you fulfillment."
Ding Yan looked at her with a sneer, completely disbelieving what she had told Nan Yuanman. Instead, she took Nan Yuanman hostage and slowly retreated: "Stop trying to fool me, Zhong Xueliu. Let me tell you, I only want those beasts dead. If you keep pressing me, don't blame me for taking action against innocent people!"
After saying that, she turned around and was about to throw Nan Yuanman away, while she herself planned to turn into a cloud of black mist and leave the scene quickly.
result……
Good grief, it didn't get thrown out.
She herself failed to transform into black mist.
Ding Yan looked down in bewilderment and saw the little girl she had been holding hostage clinging tightly to her arm.
Nan Yuanman asked with a serious expression, "Sister, do you really not need me to help you fulfill your obsession?"
"No need!" Ding Yan, after a moment of stunned silence, angrily shook her hand, trying to throw Nan Yuanman away: "Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll get rough with you!"
Nan Yuanman sighed, "It seems that my sister is now controlled by her ghostly nature. There's nothing I can do but let you calm down first."
The next second, she flipped her hand, and the copper coin sword appeared in her hand.
She gripped the sword hilt and gently tapped Ding Yan's hand.
Ding Yan froze, completely immobilized.
Her pupils contracted sharply as she stared in shock and disbelief at the little bundle of joy that had nimbly fallen from her arm to the ground: "You...you're actually...you're also a Taoist priest?"
etc……
It's impossible for a Taoist priest this young not to be registered with 908.
Ding Yan suddenly realized something and glared at Zhong Xueliu with hatred: "You did this on purpose! You already knew her true identity! You deliberately let me hold her hostage! You're despicable! Shameless!"
Zhong Xueliu: "..."
That's so unreasonable. It's not like she was the one who was held hostage by Ding Yan.
But what reason could she possibly have with a demon? She had already fallen into evil, and her demonic nature had long since taken over.
Therefore, Zhong Xueliu nodded decisively: "Yes, yes, I did it on purpose."
She smiled: "So now you can calm down and we can have a proper talk, right?"
Ding Yan, unable to move: "..."
Does she still have the right to refuse?
“If you don’t speak, I’ll take that as a yes.” Zhong Xueliu said, taking out a magic artifact and putting Ding Yan inside. She looked down at Nan Yuanman: “Yuanman, this isn’t a good place to talk. Come with me, let’s find another place.”
Nan Yuanman: "Okay, okay."
Zhong Xueliu led Nan Yuanman and Feng Jingcheng to an empty private room, pasted a talisman behind the door to make the waiters outside temporarily ignore the existence of the private room, and then released Ding Yan.
Ding Yan sat on the ground and sneered before Zhong Xueliu could speak: "I'm too stupid and my skills are inferior. Do whatever you want with me!"
She didn't believe that the Taoist priest who had been shouting at her to kill her just a minute ago would easily change his mind and help her.
This is just yet another new form of torture.
Nan Yuanman looked at Zhong Xueliu, who spread her hands and took a step back, indicating that she would hand over Ding Yan to her to handle.
Nan Yuanman ran up to Ding Yan, squatted down, and touched her forehead with his hand.
Ding Yan suddenly felt the restraints on her body being released in an instant. She opened her eyes in surprise, staring blankly at the little dumpling squatting in front of her: "You..."
Nan Yuanman said earnestly, "Sister Ding Yan, I'm different from them. I'm a coffin maker, and I specialize in righting wrongs. Tell me what happened and what your obsession is, and I'll help you complete it."
Ding Yan lowered her eyes, meeting the clear, bright eyes before her, eyes untouched by the world's filth, and blurted out, almost as if possessed, "...I'm from G Province..."
Ding Yan is from G Province. Her younger sister is named Ding Pan. She and Ding Pan are fraternal twins. They both resemble their mother and are very good-looking.
Three years ago, Ding Yan and Ding Pan were admitted to local universities and planned to stay in G province after graduation to do some small business and help their family.
But in her sophomore year, a transfer student joined Ding Pan's class.
The transfer student was a rich second-generation heir with power and influence in his family. He immediately began to pursue Ding Pan intensely.
No matter how Ding Pan refused, he continued to do as he pleased, even believing that Ding Pan was playing hard to get, trying to make him fall in love with her so that he could marry into a wealthy family.
Ding Yan said with a mocking smile, "He doesn't even look at himself. What charm does he have that my sister would want? He's only 1.5 meters tall, with a bulbous nose and sausage lips. He looks like a screaming kettle. Just looking at him makes me want to vomit. No amount of money can make up for that."
"But he thinks he's incredibly handsome and that my sister is just being reserved, so he keeps bothering her, which annoys her to no end."
"My sister went to her advisor and told him what she wanted, but he just told her to bear with it..."
Ding Pan was also afraid that he would harm her family, so she foolishly endured his harassment.
Unexpectedly, this act of forbearance led to trouble.
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