Liu Hanfei's limbs were now twisted in an unnatural arc, and he was covered in blood. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would have thought he was dead!
The next moment, in addition to Liu Hanfei, the Zheng family members who had originally gone home to rest were also thrown in.
Their faces were ashen, they were unconscious, and their condition looked dire.
Aunt Zheng, who had once touched the small coffin in the South Pole, slowly woke up after falling to the ground.
She glanced around in a panic, then, as if realizing something, turned to the quiet doorway: "Is it... Zhou Ying?"
"Is it really you who's back?!"
The white fog at the doorway thickened even more. Aunt Zheng, disregarding Zheng Feiyu's presence, knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards the door: "Zhou Ying, it wasn't our family that killed you! If you want revenge, go find the Liu family!"
“Our family really didn’t know anything at first. If we had known, we definitely wouldn’t have helped him with matchmaking!”
No sooner had she finished speaking than a hoarse, shrill laugh rang out from all directions: "Hehehehehehe! He doesn't know? He doesn't know?!"
"What a joke! Old Zheng is seventy years old! Not seven! How could he not see that Liu Hanfei harbored malicious intentions?"
Zhou Ying, clad in blood-stained clothes, slowly appeared. The yin energy and resentment emanating from her intensified, and the expression on her pale face became even more ferocious: "Even if you can't tell, what is his intention in introducing a thirty-five-year-old man to a girl who is not yet twenty?!"
Aunt Zheng protested, "The matchmaker only introduced the two families! It was clearly your family who agreed to the marriage because they were interested in the high dowry offered by the Liu family—"
"Shut up!" Zhou Ying waved her hand uncontrollably, and a ball of yin energy shot towards her face.
Aunt Zheng screamed in terror and instinctively closed her eyes.
With lightning speed, Zhang Shimian threw out a talisman. With a bang, the yin energy ball collided with the talisman, and the talisman spontaneously combusted, burning the yin energy ball to ashes.
Zhou Ying's eyes grew increasingly venomous: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for Old Man Zheng facilitating this match, I wouldn't have died at the hands of that beast Liu Hanfei!"
"I was so close to going to university, to working and earning money to ease the family's financial burden! I was so close!!"
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! I'm going to kill you all!!"
Anger extinguished the last shred of reason Zhou Ying had left. She let out a shrill scream and charged at Aunt Zheng.
Zhang Shimian stepped forward to stop him.
Things progressed too quickly; in the blink of an eye, Zhang Shimian and Zhou Ying were fighting.
Zheng Feiyu scrambled over, grabbed Aunt Zheng's hand, and pulled her away from the fray.
Zhang Shimian earnestly advised Zhou Ying: "Zhou Ying, calm down. You haven't committed any murders yet, there's still room for things to turn around."
"Old Master Zheng, who acted as your matchmaker, is dead. You've also taken revenge on Liu Hanfei. The rest of the Zheng family didn't deserve to die!"
"They've ruined my life! Why should the Zheng family continue to live peacefully? I'll make sure they never have a moment's peace again!" Zhou Ying said resentfully.
She blamed Old Master Zheng, believing he was the culprit who caused her death.
Zhou Ying's face was contorted with rage: "I want to make the Zheng family's home unbearable, I want the Zheng family to be plagued by bad luck for generations to come, I want their family to be destroyed and their people to die, only then can I finally vent my anger!"
Zheng Feiyu and Aunt Zheng huddled in a corner, nervously watching the man and the ghost locked in combat in the main hall.
Jiang Lixuan instinctively stood in front of Nan Yuanman to prevent her from being injured.
With Zhang Shimian's cultivation level, dealing with a newly born vengeful ghost on his own was still a bit of a stretch.
Not to mention that his magical artifact broke after just one encounter.
His movements gradually slowed down under the influence of the yin energy and resentment, and his face turned pale. He quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.
Zheng Feiyu and Jiang Lixuan also noticed Zhang Shimian's difficulty, and their hearts sank as they subconsciously looked in the direction of Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman was sitting in a corner against the wall, holding a large bowl, intently gnawing on a chicken leg, completely unconcerned about the fight between Zhou Ying and Zhang Shimian.
She noticed two gazes fixed on her, lifted her greasy little face, and blinked: "What are you looking at me for?"
Jiang Lixuan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to help?"
Nanmanyuan: "?"
She was puzzled: "Why should I help? Sister Zhou Ying won't kill me."
Jiang Lixuan: "But if you don't go and help, Zhang Shimian and the Zheng family will die, Aunt Zheng who gave you steamed buns and Brother Feiyu who gave you food will die."
"Oh." Nan Yuanman said in an almost ruthless and cruel tone, "That's their fate."
She had already warned them from the beginning, but they didn't believe her. What could she do?
Moreover, this is the karma sown by the Zheng family. Last time they interfered, Xiaocao lost a leg, so she dared not interfere again.
As Jiang Lixuan listened, a chill suddenly ran through him. He looked at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression, his eyes filled with disappointment: "How can you be so cold-hearted? Those people helped you, didn't they? Are you really just going to watch them die?"
He was wrong. He originally thought that Bai Wenying's child wouldn't resemble her, and would at least be a little kinder.
In the end, he was just as cold and ruthless as she was.
She's not even a fraction as good as Xinxin.
Jiang Lixuan's tone turned cold: "Besides, you are also a cultivator. Isn't it your responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path?"
"How old do you think I am?" Nan Yuanman asked, biting into a chicken leg and looking at him with her cheeks puffed out.
Jiang Lixuan: "...Three years old?"
"Five years old! I'm only five years old! I'm still a child. How can you let a child do something like exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path? Do you have any shame?" Nan Yuanman sneered and rolled her eyes at him without any politeness.
During the argument, Zhang Shimian was kicked away by Zhou Ying. He coughed up blood and flew backwards towards Nan Yuanman.
Jiang Lixuan was taken aback and instinctively wanted to step forward to shield her, but remembering what she had just said, he stopped in his tracks.
"Perfect!" Aunt Zheng exclaimed and lunged towards her, trying to shield her with her body.
This is the weight of an adult man. If it were to hit Nan Yuanman, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die!
Nan Yuanman paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly. She then took out a small coffin from her pocket, stuck a tattered talisman on it, and tossed it forward.
The small coffin suddenly grew larger and blocked Aunt Zheng's way.
"Thump!!"
Zhang Shimian's body slammed heavily onto the coffin lid, slowly sinking down like a lump of mud.
As he fell to the ground, the small coffin shrank back into Nan Yuanman's hand. Nan Yuanman stood up angrily, glaring at Zhou Ying: "Sister Zhou Ying, you're so mean! I've been hiding in this corner and haven't done anything! And you still hit me!"
"My grandpa said it's impolite not to fight back when someone offends you! So I'm sorry, Sister Zhou Ying!"
After finishing his rapid-fire speech, Nan Yuanman pulled out Xiaocao, who had a limp leg, and threw her out again.
Seeing that things were not going well, Zhou Ying's resentment surged suddenly, and the yin energy intertwined with her resentment suddenly filled the entire room.
Nan Yuanman's vision blurred, and his eyes suddenly spun around. He found himself bound in a dark and cold little room.
"Stop struggling, Zhou Ying." A damp, sticky hand touched her face. Nan Yuanman looked closely and saw Liu Hanfei, dressed in a suit and looking quite respectable, squatting in front of her.
No, it should be said that he squatted down in front of "Zhou Ying".
He held a small bottle filled with a murky liquid in his hand, looking at her with a sinister and ruthless gaze: "You don't want your mother and younger siblings' hard-won peaceful life to be disrupted again, do you?"
"You know, it's easy for me to find a widow with a child."
"Drink this obediently. Don't worry, the Liu family will remember everything you've done."
Nan Yuanman's hand reached out uncontrollably; her hand was covered in bruises and scars, indicating that she had been abused for a long time.
Under Liu Hanfei's threat, she tilted her head back and drank the murky liquid.
The moment the liquid entered his throat, Nanmanyuan could taste it instantly.
This is corpse oil.
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