A person who was rumored to have died suddenly appeared in his mourning hall like a ghost. It was... quite scary.
"Are you dead?" Lin Chu was a little surprised. He lifted Lin Moyun's hair and forced her to look into his eyes: "Your parents are really cruel! You are the only person in the world who has visited your own mourning hall in person. How do you feel?"
Lin Moyun was arrested and sent to the Shenxing Department, and there was no chance for him to turn around in his life. This was a fatal blow to Sanfang and an indelible stain for life.
Only by releasing the news that Lin Moyun committed suicide in Shenxingsi, and then showing the grief of a middle-aged daughter who lost her daughter, can we earn the tears of some literati who don't know the truth and save some reputation.
Unexpectedly... Lin Chu actually brought Lin Moyun here.
Lin Moyun glared and gritted her teeth, roaring out weird syllables, but couldn't say even a single word.
puff!
Amidst the splashing blood, a finger fell to the ground. Lin Moyun groaned in pain and almost fainted, but Lin Chu quickly stuffed something into his entrance.
"You've just got a cup of tea, why don't you go call someone?" She smiled strangely and coldly: "Do you want me to cut off all ten of her fingers?"
He quickly ran towards the inner courtyard, while Lin Chu slowly wiped the dagger in his hand and said to Lin Moyun with a faint smile.
"The pill just now contains the essence of ten thousand-year-old snow ginseng plants. Just rest assured, no matter how hard you try at this moment, you will definitely not die!"
Her smile paused slightly, and there was a different kind of coldness in her eyes: "If Su Wen has any shortcomings, I will have your whole three bedrooms buried with you!"
Lin Moyun sobbed, and was frightened when she faced Lin Chu for the first time. She was wrong. The person in front of her was a hellish Shura who killed without blood. How could she, an ordinary person, defeat the devil?
She wanted to escape, but Lin Chu stepped on her cheek tightly, and her entire head was pressed into the blue brick ground. The pain of suffocation made her face death clearly for the first time.
The desire for life made her instinctively scratch the ground with her fingers until her nails were bent and dripping with blood. Just when she thought she was about to die, Lin Chu suddenly let go of her feet.
"I won't let you die so easily." Lin Moyun's head was lifted up by her, and she was looking into her bright eyes like the bright moon: "If you don't seek death, you won't die. Why can't your family remember this?"
"Lin Chu, what are you doing?!"
The chaotic footsteps were mixed with the woman's sharp and loud voice: "You little beast, how dare you come here?"
Lin Chu raised her eyes and saw Mrs. Jiao, with her hair disheveled, walking quickly, surrounded by a group of maidservants. The man refused to come forward and looked at her across the hall from a distance.
The awe-inspiring aura surrounding Mr. Jiao obviously paused when he saw the dazzling blood stains inside and outside the hall.
"Where is Su Wen?" Lin Chu sat lazily on the high-backed chair, one foot casually stepping on Lin Moyun, as if looking down at the emperor of the world: "Hand over my people. You can naturally take your people back."
Jiao frowned and saw a joyful look in the eyes of the woman at Lin Chu's feet, and her bloody hand stretched out towards her.
"What the hell is that!" Mrs. Jiao was startled, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and looking disgusted: "You are beating and killing people in my house, do you still have the right to do it?"
"You detained my people and asked me for the king's law?" Lin Chu sneered: "The courage of the third lady is very touching."
"My wife can be braver." A sly and fierce smile appeared on Jiao's lips: "Now let me show you. Someone, come and capture this maniac who broke into private houses and killed people!"
