Chapter 504: Asking the Spirit
Back to the present.
Wang Chiai's eyes were blank. He couldn't accept the fact that he had been abandoned by his family.
He murmured, "I am a direct descendant, damn it... damn it..."
In Wang Chiai's narrow worldview, it was impossible for him to realize that his bloodline had never been a royal sword.
For an entire family, nothing is more important than profit.
It’s just blood, it’s just gender. In the face of absolute interests and strength, these are nothing but clouds.
Jian Kong, the person in charge, stepped forward and said, "Master Wang, please be honest."
His usually compassionate face was filled with coldness.
Everyone could tell from Ruan Wei's words what was mixed in the yellow soil that Chang Huaijin dug out from the Wang family courtyard.
It's ashes.
It is the bones that have not been completely burned.
It is the only thing left in this world by a person who died tragically.
Wang Chiai was still in a daze.
Some people in the crowd had already fainted and woken up from crying.
There were women calling out their children's nicknames heartbreakingly, each cry as mournful as a swallow about to die in the sky; there were old men leaning on their crutches, beating the merciless earth and denouncing the injustice of their home, and water was slowly flowing on the surface of the ravine.
This is the cry of loved ones.
This is the ultimate song of ordinary people.
Things that were extremely precious in the eyes of relatives were inhumanely mixed up by Wang Chiai under the loess, never to see the light of day for the whole year.
The victims were all gifted people in the family.
In a small family without much resources for cultivation, it is not easy to produce a child with exceptional talent.
The result is just like this...
He died in Wang Chiai's dictatorial conspiracy.
How can one not hate this!!
Wang Chiai seemed to be awakened by the crying. His eyes were red and he cursed with a wheezing breath:
“Bullshit!!”
"Confess?" He widened his eyes and looked at Jiankong fiercely: "What on earth is there to confess?!"
Wang Chiai had never been very panicked before, and he tolerated the aggressiveness of Ruan Wei and others as much as possible. He didn't care about the search of Wang's house and the arrest of his children.
Because Wang Chiai knew that his family would protect him.
And at this time.
Under Ruan Wei's mocking gaze, with the Wang family silently moving behind her, Wang Chiai realized clearly and desperately—
The Wang family has completely given up on him.
He has no backup.
Wang Chiai struggled violently and almost pulled the Fulong Temple disciple who was holding him away.
He roared at everyone like a demon, "Liar, liar! You are all a bunch of liars!!"
"I never did any of this! It's all fake, fake!!!"
Perhaps because he had pushed people into a desperate situation, Wang Chiai had burned the CPU of his brain to the extreme.
The ashes were found, it doesn't matter.
To be honest, Wang Chiai died too early, and even he himself could not remember which young man these remaining bones came from.
Because of the need, Wang Chiai's research on the "Compendium of Laws and Regulations in the Cultivation World" can be said to be very thorough.
He knew the process of conviction all too well.
And at this time.
Wang Chiai's thoughts soon became clear.
Once a person dies, he is dead, and his ashes are no longer a source of evidence.
He refused to admit it.
What can the Law Enforcement Hall do to him?!
When everyone heard this, some elderly people were so angry that they covered their chests, trembling with their lips, staring at Wang Chiai but unable to utter a word.
Wang Chiai was still shouting: "You have no evidence, why are you arresting me?"
"I want to sue—"
Before he finished speaking.
"Don't admit it?"
Ruan Wei intervened forcefully.
She lifted her eyelashes, and her deep black eyes looked straight at Wang Chiai, as if she wanted to absorb him completely.
Looking at the pool, I felt a chill down my spine.
"It doesn't matter."
Ruan Wei: "Then ask the spirit."
She showed a smile that could be described as gentle, which was so beautiful that it was beyond words.
But.
In Wang Chiai's eyes, Ruan Wei looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
Everyone present cheered:
"Wow! I almost forgot, Ruan Wei is also a music practitioner!!"
"Yes, yes, I saw her holding a pipa during the second round of the competition."
"That doesn't seem to be a pipa, does it?"
"No matter what it is, Ruan Wei is a sound cultivator! I support Wen Ling. I want to see what else that beast Wang Chiai has to say!"
Wang Xixing and others who didn't know Ruan Wei very well all showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.
Jian Kong said bluntly: "That's great!"
Only the expressions of the other four people from Penglai Immortal Sect became a little strange at that moment.
Chi Jin knew for sure that Ruan Wei was afraid of ghosts.
Although there was no evidence, Xiao Xuantong always vaguely remembered that his second junior sister had never tried to ask the spirit, but it was obvious that asking the spirit was the most useful skill to assist sound cultivation.
Therefore, Xiao Xuantong speculated that Ruan Wei might not like funeral music very much.
Ruan Wei: That’s a good guess. Don’t guess again next time.
Wu Yu was sensitive and had guessed some things at times, but he was not very sure.
Only Chang Huaijin looked surprised.
He didn't even know that his senior sister actually had this trick up her sleeve.
As expected of you, senior sister!
Chi Jin was the first to jump out: "Senior Sister! You are not..."
"It doesn't matter."
Ruan Wei interrupted him.
She smiled at her boyfriend, with a soothing look.
Ruan Wei: "I'm ready now."
She said it easily and comfortably.
It seemed like nothing could stump her, let alone a mere little kid.
Actually.
Ruan Wei's calves hidden under her fairy skirt began to tremble.
She has been afraid since she was a child.
Does growing up mean you won’t be afraid of ghosts anymore? How is that possible?
Smart people always have unexpected imaginations, and ghosts are scary horror stories in children's minds.
Even if Ruan Wei had a better understanding of the structure and characteristics of ghosts when she grew up, she would still subconsciously resist contact with them.
only.
Ruan Wei still remembered the black-robed priest who was still imprisoned in the back mountain of Penglai Immortal Sect.
She thought and thought.
She decided to train herself in advance. In case plan A doesn't work out in the future, she should at least be prepared for plan B, which is to swap bodies!
Then it will be her turn to be a ghost.
Ruan Wei glanced at Chi Jin casually.
His eyes swept across the other person's full forehead, thick eyebrows, sparkling peach blossom eyes, straight nose bridge, and sharp lips.
Maybe I got some inexplicable courage from somewhere.
Beauty (wrong)?
Ruan Wei: “I can again!!!”
really.
When looking for a partner, you have to find someone who is good-looking. He may be acting nice to you, but he is always handsome and genuine.
Amen, handsome.
Chi Jin listened, but didn't understand, but his brows were still tense.
He knew Ruan Wei very well.
Chi Jin knew that Ruan Wei was a person of firm principles and she would not accept anyone contradicting her decision.
but.
Chi Jin still said: "Senior sister, don't force yourself."
Ruan Wei took a deep breath and said, "Don't force it."
"It's just a hard life."
She forced a tearful laugh, her nose curled up into a ball, looking a little pitiful and cute.
Chi Jin:......
Oh no, my heart is about to explode.
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