"But I don't understand, where did that kind-hearted Ajun go? The Ajun of the past would stand at the village entrance at dawn every day, delivering steamed buns to a starving boy from the same village for three consecutive years. But now, Ajun, for the sake of himself, doesn't care about the lives of his own descendants at all? Hehehe...Ajun, can you tell me, have you changed too quickly? Or was I, Zhu Xiangyang, blind back then?"
Zhu Xiangyang's words were like thunder, exploding in Wang Wenjun's ears.
Wang Wenjun's face turned pale.
Wang Wenjun had always assumed that Zhu Xiangyang knew nothing. After all, the Wang family's "magic" was something only the Wang family members understood. When Wang Wenjun had originally mentioned the secret room in the study, Zhu Xiangyang had already done it for her.
After the secret room was built, Zhu Xiangyang never went in, and he never interfered with what Wang Wenjun did inside.
Perhaps... Xiangyang was just trying to trick her? Wang Wenjun held onto a glimmer of hope.
Zhu Xiangyang's next words made Wang Wenjun's heart sink as if into an icy cave.
"Ajun, when you sacrificed Juan to the statue you worshipped, did you ever think that she was our granddaughter? When you attacked Juan and Jun at the same time, did you ever think that you were their grandmother? Or, in your heart, all these descendants of the Zhu family are not as important as your statue?... I owed grandma's life to her. It has nothing to do with Juan, Jun and the others. If you want the Zhu family to pay with their lives, you should come to me. What did Juan and Jun do wrong? Is it because they shouldn't be my, Zhu Xiangyang's, grandchildren..."
Zhu Xiangyang walked to the back, his voice choked with sobs.
Zhu Xiangyang really regretted it. Over the years, Zhu Xiangyang had focused all his energy on work and ignored the actions of the person next to him.
When Wang Wenjun asked Zhu Xiangyang to build the secret room, Zhu Xiangyang thought Wang Wenjun needed a secret and quiet place to store things. Zhu Xiangyang never thought that Wang Wenjun would use the secret room to do something bad.
More than half a month ago, Wang Wenjun vomited blood and fainted in the secret room. Zhu Xiangyang only then discovered the statue inside the secret room. Somehow, when Zhu Xiangyang saw the statue, his first feeling was disgust.
Although Zhu Xiangyang concealed the truth about Wang Wenjun's coma at the first time, he did not give up the investigation in secret.
Zhu Jun clearly told Zhu Xiangyang that when Wang Wenjun used Zhu Jun and Zhu Juan as "sacrifices", Zhu Xiangyang's mind went blank.
Zhu Xiangyang couldn't believe that Zhu Jun's Wang Wenjun was the same person he dreamed of marrying. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs! How could the kindhearted Ajun do such a thing as offering his descendants to a deity?
But Zhu Jun's words clearly didn't sound fabricated. Zhu Juan, once bright and clever, had inexplicably become dumber at some point during middle school. Without Wang Wenjun's permission, Zhu Juan and Zhu Jun couldn't possibly have known about Wang Wenjun's secret room, let alone been in it with her.
After Wang Wenjun vomited blood, she was in a coma for three nights before waking up. For Wang Wenjun's health, Zhu Xiangyang also wanted to know what was going on.
Zhu Xiangyang was afraid that it would affect Wang Wenjun's recovery, and he was also afraid that Wang Wenjun would get angry and do something more drastic to Zhu Juan. He did not dare to ask Wang Wenjun, but instead sought advice from an expert in the special operations team.
Lao Gao, a member of the special operations team, had witnessed something like this before. He told Zhu Xiangyang that centuries ago, this unconventional practice existed. By sacrificing one's own blood relatives to a statue, one could gain "divine power" from the deity. However, this method was somewhat unorthodox, and if it backfired, it could bring disaster to the entire family.
Zhu Xiangyang didn't dare to believe Lao Gao's words completely, so he sent people to several places where Wang Wenjun's ancestors had lived to secretly investigate what the Wang family's "magic" was all about.
The results of the investigation were delivered to Zhu Xiangyang as soon as possible. After reading them, Zhu Xiangyang shuddered.
More than two hundred years ago, the Wang family was a large and prosperous family. However, after a witch appeared in the Wang family, the number of people in the family gradually decreased.
Among Wang Wenjun's ancestors, strange things happened in every generation. Some people died young, while others were bright and intelligent, but suddenly became stupid and dumb.
If Zhu Xiangyang still didn't understand that the Wang family's so-called "magic" was actually evil magic, then he would have lived all these years in vain.
Because Wang Wenjun's body had not recovered yet, Zhu Xiangyang had been restraining himself and had not confronted Wang Wenjun.
"Xiangyang, I...I didn't ignore the Zhu family. Everything I did was for you! Over the years, all the "divine power" I obtained from the statue has been used to bless your good luck. Otherwise, how could you have climbed to your current high position in just ten years?..."
Wang Wenjun felt she had been wronged. Who was she doing this for? Wasn't it all for Zhu Xiangyang? Twenty years ago, when her family was driven out of Jingyang, Wang Wenjun had vowed that if she had the chance, she would make Zhu Xiangyang the highest position, no matter the cost.
"Enough!" Zhu Xiangyang shouted. Zhu Xiangyang was in agony. It was precisely because Wang Wenjun had done everything because of him that Zhu Xiangyang felt he couldn't overcome his own hurdle. If his success and fame required the blood and flesh of his ancestors, then he would rather be an ordinary person.
Wang Wenjun was stunned by Zhu Xiangyang's loud shout. This was the first time Wang Wenjun had seen Zhu Xiangyang so furious. Back in the cowshed, even when Zhu Xiangyang had a leg broken, he never got angry.
"Ajun, stop it! I'll smash the statue when I get back," Zhu Xiangyang said calmly. Yes, a notice. Zhu Xiangyang merely informed Wang Wenjun, not asking for her consent. Zhu Xiangyang felt that the so-called statue was a nuisance. Ever since he knew it was causing trouble for his family, he would not allow it to continue to exist.
"No! We can't smash it! There will be retribution!" Wang Wenjun was anxious. If the statue was so easy to get rid of, the Wang family wouldn't have kept it for over two hundred years.
"I'll smash it, you don't have to do anything. If there is any retribution, let it be on me." Zhu Xiangyang had made up his mind and ignored Wang Wenjun's objection.
"Xiangyang, you really can't smash it! It will retaliate against us," Wang Wenjun cried bitterly. If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have bothered. With Zhu Xiangyang's destiny, he would eventually become a superior person. Now that she had intervened, Zhu Xiangyang and the statue were at odds, and the outcome was unpredictable.
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