Jiang Hengzhi paused slightly as he handed Jiang Xinxin the toy, then lowered his eyes and scoffed, "Do you really believe Bai Wenying is dead?"
"She's done plenty of outrageous things like this before to get our attention and concern. Besides, would she really be willing to die? The Jiang family deposits such a large sum of money into her bank account every year. Even if she doesn't go back to the Jiang family, it's enough for her to live a life of luxury outside."
Jiang Hengzhi sneered: "I'm more convinced that she felt Nan Yuanman was a burden than that she died, and abandoned her to live a better life after giving birth to her."
He admitted that when he first heard Nan Yuanman say that Bai Wenying was dead, he felt a little sad, but more than that, he couldn't believe it.
He knew how healthy Bai Wenying was. She had been abducted for sixteen years and still managed to return home unharmed, and when she came back, she still had the energy to fight with Yao Yao.
He punished me by making me stay in a dark room and starve me all night. When I came out, I still had the strength to punch him in the nose.
How could someone so full of life die?
As Jiang Lixuan listened, he subconsciously turned to look upstairs, afraid that Nan Yuanman would be saddened by hearing those words.
He said with a hint of reproach, "Don't say these things in front of Yuanman next time."
“No matter what, Yuanman is still a child. The grudges between Bai Wenying and us have nothing to do with her.”
"How can it not be involved? Isn't there a saying that children pay for their fathers' debts? Daughters pay for their mothers' debts too." Jiang Hengzhi sneered, "Since Bai Wenying dared to let her daughter come back alone, she should be prepared for her daughter to be made difficult by us."
Maybe... she'll come back if she hears that Nan Yuanman isn't doing well in the Jiang family?
Jiang Lixuan's expression was indescribable: "...Second brother, targeting a child is absurd."
"But don't blame me for not warning you, the old coffin maker that Nan Yuanman followed taught her a lot of things. You must not fall into her hands, otherwise... I won't be able to save you." Jiang Lixuan said as he walked up the stairs.
Jiang Hengzhi scoffed. What kind of trouble could a five-year-old child cause?
Jiang Lixuan paused slightly, his brows furrowing as he stood at the top of the stairs, turning back to look at Jiang Hengzhi: "...Second Brother, do you...regret driving Bai Wenying away before?"
Jiang Hengzhi did not answer; the only sound in the hall was the clicking of Jiang Xinxin building with blocks.
Jiang Lixuan waited for half a minute, pursed his lips, and said in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "...I have it."
Although he was somewhat biased towards Jiang Yueyao back then, he also knew that Bai Wenying was his true blood-related younger sister, and he actually... didn't want to drive Bai Wenying away.
She was just too stubborn.
He just wanted to teach her a lesson, thinking that if she went out and suffered a bit, she would realize how good the Jiang family was to her, and she would come back in a few years.
Little did she know that her departure would last for five years.
Five years later, he went to find her, but he could only see her child, not her...
He initially harbored resentment towards her, but after hearing what Nan Yuanman said today, he felt truly uneasy.
"I will send people out to look for Bai Wenying's whereabouts. Second brother, I hope you haven't regretted it like I have." After saying that, Jiang Lixuan also went upstairs.
Jiang Hengzhi remained silent for a long time, inwardly scoffing.
Who would regret driving away a disgrace to the Jiang family?
While he was thinking about it, he couldn't help but recall the time when Bai Wenying had just returned to the Jiang family.
At that time, Bai Wenying was thin and sensitive, and he could sense her trying to please her biological brothers and parents.
They felt guilty towards Bai Wenying at the time, because if they hadn't been so playful at the amusement park and had paid more attention to her, Bai Wenying wouldn't have been abducted.
They... once wanted to make it up to Bai Wenying and live a good life with her.
Bai Wenying, who was trafficked, picked up the vicious nature of the lower class. She appeared fragile and sensitive, but was extremely vicious in private. She instigated people to bully Jiang Yueyao at school, and even... abandoned him alone to escape when they were in a car accident on their way to the mall.
If Yao Yao and her classmate hadn't happened to be passing by, he and the driver would have died in that car accident.
Thinking about it, Jiang Hengzhi's slightly wavering heart gradually became firm again. Even if that wicked woman really died, he would not feel regret.
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Second floor.
Inside the room at Nanmanyuan.
After locking the door, Nan Yuanman took out several talismans from his small satchel, buried them in the four corners of the bedroom, and then opened the small coffin that was trembling slightly.
As soon as the small coffin was opened, a cloud of black mist rushed out and headed straight for Nan Yuanman's face.
The room was filled with a chilling atmosphere, and a strong wind blew, causing a layer of gray ice to form on the exposed tiles and the surfaces of the bottles and jars on the table.
Nan Yuanman's neatly combed hair was blown by the cold wind, and her delicate, fair face was unusually serious. She raised her chubby little hand and grabbed the black mist rushing towards her.
At the same time, another cloud of black mist crawled rapidly towards her from the ground, its hands transforming into sharp scissors that slashed at her calves.
"Thump!"
The blade of grass fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the black mist.
Zhuangzhuang suddenly let out a terrible scream: "Ah—!"
"Brother!" The little black ball of fur, held tightly in Nan Yuanman's hand, screamed, her body twisting wildly. "Let me go! You demon! Let me go! Let go of my brother!"
"Release you? Impossible. You have too much karma on your shoulders. If we release you, you'll just run off and harm people again." Nan Yuanman snorted. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been killed by these two little devils.
Those two little devils are really fierce.
Even the grandfather in the coffin couldn't subdue them.
“We never intentionally harmed anyone; it was those people who drove us to do it! We didn’t want to!” the little girl said in a trembling voice. “We are innocent! We haven’t done anything wrong!”
She looked pitifully at Nan Yuanman and pleaded, "Sister, please believe us. We were also murdered. We are innocent."
The black mist surrounding the little girl slowly dissipated, revealing her true appearance.
She looked only 2 or 3 years old, very thin, and was probably burned to death. She had large areas of burns on her body, half of her face was burned off, and the remaining half of her face was intact and pale, so you could vaguely see that she must have been very cute before she was burned.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Nan Yuanman felt a little soft-hearted.
She knew they had been murdered; her grandfather had mentioned it to her when he was teaching her.
In the Siam region of Southeast Asia, there are some black sorcerers who specialize in practicing evil magic.
They are skilled in black magic, corpse suppression, and raising ghost children.
The corpse needed to raise a ghost child must have died from severe abuse. Only such a child would generate immense resentment at the time of death, which could then coalesce into a soul for the black wizard to control.
Some black magicians, in order to make their Yin-gate amulets and Kuman Thong useful, will go to deep mountains and forests to find isolated mountain villages, buy the corpses of people who died violently at extremely low prices, or bribe people to torture and kill the babies they want so that they can get the corpses needed to raise ghost children.
That is why Nan Yuanman showed mercy when dealing with Zhuangzhuang and his sister.
Otherwise, given the purplish-red karmic burden on Zhuangzhuang's body, she would have already sent him straight to the eighteenth level of hell with a single Heavenly Thunder Talisman.
However, she also knew that it was all nonsense, and only 5% of what the little girl said was believable.
However, it would be difficult for Nan Yuanman to send the twins down after the Meng family's affairs were settled, because they still had unfinished obsessions.
If one's attachment remains, one cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then released her grip on the little girl's throat.
As soon as the little girl broke free, her pitiful expression instantly turned ferocious, and she screamed, "Master, save me—!"
At the same time.
Deep in the mountains of Xia Kingdom.
A middle-aged monk, sitting cross-legged under the waterfall and covered in strange drawings, suddenly opened his eyes.
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