Chapter 269: Husband, you are lying.
Su Tan chanted a string of spells, and a golden light fell on Yanran. She did not stop Yanran from killing people, even though she was a master of mysticism.
Her voice was quiet and cold, as if she regarded human life as nothing. "Yes, if you want revenge, you should do it thoroughly."
Yanran smiled softly, "I thought I would really die in your hands this time."
Su Tan's expression remained calm. Yanran had killed many innocent people and deserved to die, but she didn't need to judge her. The underworld would decide how to punish her.
"Only two hours."
"In two hours, a ghost messenger will take you away."
"What will become of Zheng Xiu depends solely on your decision."
Yanran listened to her words and raised her head quietly, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill him? I will make sure that he is dead without a burial place."
"He deserved to die." Su Tan lowered his eyes. After a while, the maids of the Zheng family who had died unjustly came back to seek revenge, but Zheng Xiu happened to have someone to protect him. In the end, the maids were beaten to death, while he was at large. "You'd better not be soft-hearted."
"Yanran, just like you killed Ling Qiu, don't let him go."
Yanran raised her eyebrows. Of course she would not let Zheng Xiu go, but she was curious that there would be a master of mysticism in the world who instigated ghosts to kill people.
"What if I suddenly soften my heart and let him go?"
Yanran asked deliberately.
Su Tan chuckled, "Then you have lost your last chance for revenge."
"As for Zheng Xiu..."
Su Tan wiped the sword in his hand and said, "If you don't kill, there are plenty of people who will."
Yanran's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she drifted away from Su Tan's sight, leaving behind only a gloomy and hateful voice, "No, he must die in my hands!"
Same with Zheng Xiu and Ling Qiu, as long as both of them are dead.
Her blood feud can be avenged.
Yanran never advocated slow torture, nor did she want Zheng Xiu to live in pain.
Only when Zheng Xiu died without a burial place could she relieve the resentment in her heart.
…
Zheng family.
Zheng Xiu had just returned from a brothel, and his body was filled with a strong and sticky scent of powder. He felt a little hot, but a cool breeze suddenly blew in front of him, making him feel relaxed both physically and mentally.
When he looked up, he found a beautiful figure standing in front of him.
Zheng Xiu rubbed his eyes hard, but he was not dizzy!
What a vivid and beautiful lady!
Zheng Xiu pounced forward with all his strength.
The beauty took the last step lightly and nimbly without saying a word, but just ran gracefully and nimbly, as if Zheng Xiu could catch up with her if he tried hard.
Zheng Xiu really pounced forward with all his strength.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain.
The beauty was just one step away from him.
The smell of alcohol had not yet dissipated from Zheng Xiu's body, and the heat drove him to move forward.
As he chased, Zheng Xiu stopped in a deserted yard.
There were sounds of dogs barking from inside.
The beauty in front of him finally stopped, slowly turned her head towards him, revealing her true face.
Zheng Xiu's legs went limp and he sat down on the ground with a thud.
"You...you...are you a human or a ghost?!"
Zheng Xiu kept swallowing his saliva, his legs and feet felt weak, and the coldness swept over his body. He wanted to run, but his legs and feet had no strength at all.
He could only watch Yanran curl her lips and move closer to him step by step.
"Why is the young master so scared?"
"Don't you want to see me?"
"Look, I'm as beautiful as ever now. I'm not ugly at all."
She smiled as if she was still the gentle and obedient aunt as before.
Zheng Xiu felt as if he had seen the most terrifying ghost in the world.
Sweat continued to form on his forehead, his robes suspiciously became a little wet, and his body was shaking like a sieve. "No!"
"Yanran! It's not my fault!"
"If you want to take my life, go find that vicious woman Ling Qiu! It's none of my business!"
Zheng Xiu's face was filled with horror, and he even forgot that Ling Qiu had already died, and was completely dead.
In the midst of fear and shock, he still didn't understand how Yanran could suddenly come back to life.
then……
At that time, he saw with his own eyes that Yanran was beaten to death by a monk!
How could the vengeful ghost, whose soul had already been scattered, suddenly come back again?
There was a constant sound of barking dogs inside, and Yanran exerted force with her hands and grabbed his neck.
She kicked open the dog yard and tied up Zheng Xiu.
Ghosts with strong yin energy can control water and fire for their own use.
Yanran twirled her fingers, took out a large bag of white oil from the kitchen from her sleeves, and threw it into the pot next to the stove in the middle of the yard.
She flicked her sleeves, and a big fire started on the stove, burning the pot red.
The large piece of white oil soon made a sizzling sound.
There was more and more oil in the pot, and the pot became redder and redder.
The aroma of oil rises in the air, making people feel hungry.
Zheng Xiu's face was filled with horror, and he screamed.
Yanran pulled him over, a smile on her face, "Husband, don't be afraid. I will give you a night you will never forget."
"I will naturally take into account our past friendship."
As she spoke, she scooped up a ladle of hot oil and poured it on his crotch with a smile.
"ah!!!"
Zheng Xiu was convulsing all over from the burns and let out heart-wrenching screams.
But Yanran felt that the voice was not nice enough.
Why?
Yanran stared at Zheng Xiu for a long time and finally found the crux of the problem.
Zheng Xiu was wearing clothes after all.
No matter how thin or thick the clothes were, they could at least block some of the hot oil, so that when the hot oil splashed on his skin, it would not cause him excruciating pain.
"Zheng Xiu, this won't do. You have to be as miserable as I am, or even more miserable than me, so that I can feel relieved."
As she spoke, she reached out and stripped off all of Zheng Xiu's clothes.
If it were in the past, if a beautiful woman with a charming smile had taken off his clothes, Zheng Xiu's eyes would have lit up.
I began to look forward to the beautiful scene that was to come.
But right now...
Zheng Xiu trembled, tears of fear in his eyes, and stared at her in horror.
"No……"
Zheng Xiu's voice was hoarse, and his body, exposed to the night wind, kept trembling. He begged with cries like a dog that was kicked in the stomach on a rainy night.
"Yanran, please, let me go!"
"Yanran, please let me go!"
He was scared, he was really scared!
He doesn't understand.
It was Ling Qiu who killed Yanran, so why did Yanran vent all her anger on him?
Yanran just smiled, staring at the slowly burning firewood and the oil pan that was slowly emitting the aroma of meat.
Zheng Xiu shuddered again.
"Yan... Yanran, that vicious woman Ling Qiu is dead!"
He smiled at Yanran in a flattering and fawning manner.
"I had her drowned in a cesspool, and before her remains were buried in my Zheng family's ancestral tomb, I even... I even hired a master to beat her to death!"
Zheng Xiu spoke faster and faster, his voice becoming more and more urgent.
He was afraid that if he was two seconds late, Yanran would throw him into the horrifying oil pan.
Zheng Xiu burst into tears. In the end, he even believed his own lies. "Yanran, after you left, I have always missed you. I hate that vicious woman for being so cruel and ruthless to persecute you to this extent!"
He spoke with deep affection, tears streaming down his face as he spoke.
It was as if he was really deeply in love with Yanran, but was deceived by the vicious woman Ling Qiu, and had some misunderstandings about Yanran, so that he ignored Yanran when she was alive, but after Yanran's death, he suddenly woke up and became a romantic man who avenged his concubine.
When Yanran heard this, she laughed out loud.
She raised her eyebrows playfully, "Really?"
"Did my husband really avenge me?"
"Did you really order someone to kill Ling Qiu?"
"Has she really been shattered into ashes?"
Zheng Xiu nodded rapidly, a hint of regret showing on his fearful yet feigned affectionate face. "I only regret that I didn't realize Ling Qiu's true face sooner."
"So much so that you suffered so much at her hands."
"Yanran, I almost want to take my heart out to show you. I love you so much, are you really willing to let me die?"
Yanran just pursed her lips and smiled.
She didn't say she was willing to give it up, nor did she say she was unwilling to give it up. She just looked at Zheng Xiu and asked again, "Are you really not lying to me?"
"Ling Qiu, did you really kill him?"
"Yes!" Zheng Xiu's eyes were filled with infatuation and determination, and he almost swore to the heavens, "She hurt you so much, how could I let her go!"
“Puff!”
Yanran smiled softly, then narrowed her eyes slowly. A sinister expression appeared on her face, as beautiful as a crabapple blossom. "But Zheng Xiu and Ling Qiu were killed by my own hands."
"That night, I drowned her in the cesspool with my own hands. From beginning to end, I didn't even see you."
"You're lying~"
Zheng Xiu's face suddenly turned pale.
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