SCT-Novel #347 - Bai family, ancestor, left a treasure
#347 - Bai family, ancestor, left a treasure
Dead?
Just like that, dead?
Pan Mengdie's death was too abrupt, exceeding everyone's expectations.
Including Xu Chengxian's.
In the instant before this woman resolutely used the dagger clutched by her opponent to slit her own throat, he was still thinking that women, when they go crazy, are not to be trifled with; they'll even casually curse at God.
He didn't expect there was someone even crazier.
Actually committing suicide so decisively and directly.
"Seriously? Why would she do that?" Xu Chengxian couldn't help but ask.
Clearly, Pan Mengdie not only had the complete upper hand but also almost controlled the overall development of the situation.
She was Pan Mengdie, Pan Anshou's aunt, Bai Wenyu's wife, and Bai Chengyou's biological mother.
Frankly speaking, from her previous performance, it was clear that as long as Bai Chengyou was held hostage, both the Pan and Bai families would have to act according to her wishes.
If she ordered these two families to deal with Lin Rumeng, there was a ninety percent chance of success.
The only concern was the threat from the Two World River.
But since the White Dragon King had been unwilling to personally intervene, even coercing her to comply was done circuitously, which clearly indicated some misgivings.
So, there was no reason!
Since there was no reason to die, why commit suicide?
"This…" Pan Anshou was also somewhat at a loss.
"She said she was annoyed, but it turns out this is what she meant by 'annoyed'?" Bai Wenyu, stunned, suddenly smiled bitterly.
Xu Chengxian also remembered that Pan Mengdie had indeed said 'annoyed' several times just now.
Annoyed, so she died?
"Tsk ~" He couldn't help but shake his head.
Although he himself occasionally had the stinking habit of thinking, 'Living is fine, dying is also okay,' he had never really considered not living.
Even if living wasn't great, living still offered more possibilities.
Besides.
What if things got even worse after death?
Death was a complete point of no return.
"Ah! She's dead!"
Lin Rumeng suddenly seemed to regain her senses and yelled, "Bitch! Poisonous woman! She's dead!"
"Haha! She's dead! She's dead! Haha!"
The hand holding the knife trembled with excitement. Splattered with fresh blood, a few drops flew off with her movements.
Her face, revealing bone, was also stained with the blood spurting from Pan Mengdie's throat.
Making her look even more terrifying.
"Wenyu! Wenyu!" She turned to look at Bai Wenyu, "No one is stopping you from marrying me anymore! Quickly, tell them to release me!"
While shouting, she began to struggle fiercely, trying to break free from the restraints behind her.
After struggling fruitlessly, she yelled at Pan Anshou, "Do you want to kill me? Do you want to kill me to avenge your aunt? If not, then tell them to release me!"
He hadn't intended to get involved in the trouble in the first place.
Now that Pan Mengdie's true and false identities had been distinguished, the mastermind behind the arrangement and the many purposes were all clearly revealed.
Then it was completely none of his business.
Let the Bai and Pan families take care of the aftermath.
"Old Pan, Head of the Bai Family, this poor Daoist will take his leave first." He said, about to turn and leave.
"Don't go!" Lin Rumeng shouted, "Don't you want to cure my face? I can exchange it for treasure! I know… Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, a shrill scream erupted.
Xu Chengxian suddenly turned his head.
He saw Lin Rumeng, as if gone mad, stabbing the knife in her hand into her own chest and abdomen.
However, in reality, a black shadow was holding her wrist, driving the knife in.
"What evil thing?"
Xu Chengxian raised his hand, and a streak of blood energy shot over.
However, before the blood energy could reach, the black shadow dissipated.
Turning into a wisp of green smoke, it burrowed into the back of Pan Mengdie's neck lying on the ground.
"Hmm?"
Xu Chengxian's mind flickered, and the blood energy he had released also went straight over.
The next moment.
With a tearing sound.
A small straw figure soaked in blood was pulled out by the blood energy.
The straw figure was made very delicately, the size of a palm, with a nose, eyes, and all four limbs, and even wearing a suit of clothes.
The clothes were even made to look like a Daoist robe.
"This is, a curse?" Seeing the appearance of the straw figure, he couldn't help but frown.
A curse is a type of witchcraft.
Because Pan Mengdie's hair was styled in an elaborate woman's bun, the back of her head and neck were also covered by the bun.
It also blocked the straw figure hidden behind the neck.
Before being activated, it was just an ordinary straw figure.
Without any power fluctuations.
And even though Xu Chengxian had used his spiritual sense to investigate her, he had only sensed whether she possessed any cultivation, and wouldn't 'look' at a person from head to toe like a hooligan.
So, it wasn't until it was dyed red with the master's blood and appeared to seek revenge that Xu Chengxian discovered its existence.
"This woman, Pan Mengdie… is truly terrifying."
No wonder she had to commit suicide using Lin Rumeng's hand.
It turned out that even in death, she wanted to plot against her opponent and take her away.
Thinking about it, this woman's counterattacks against those who displeased her were truly merciless.
Even the Dragon King of the Two World River and even God hadn't escaped.
"Bitch! That bitch Pan Mengdie won't even let me go after death!" In this instant, Lin Rumeng experienced great joy and great sorrow, and was also stabbed in a vital spot, her face twisting.
At this time, she finally dropped the dagger and covered the wound with both hands.
Mourning in her mouth: "Wenyu! Wenyu quickly… save me!"
But to save her, one had to use elixirs.
There were still a few pills in the jade bottle that Pan Mengdie had given.
But Bai Wenyu didn't move.
And Lin Rumeng was clearly about to die.
Fifteen years later, she would die at Pan Mengdie's hands again.
"It seems that in the future, one should be as wretched as necessary." Xu Chengxian couldn't help but think to himself upon seeing this.
Although he wouldn't flaunt himself as a gentleman, he certainly hadn't completely crossed the line to the point where he could casually give someone a full-body scan.
But this lesson told him that being too concerned about face could easily lead to losses.
Then he pointed out a finger, burning the straw figure to ashes on the fire.
The various evil arts evolved from witchcraft were indeed difficult to guard against.
The most terrifying thing was that an ordinary person without cultivation aptitude or magic power could also cast them.
Of course, the price was also extremely high, and it was not easy to cast successfully.
If Lin Rumeng had been prepared at all, she wouldn't have been taken advantage of.
"Daoist Xu, save me! Save me, and I'll tell you a secret!" After repeatedly calling out to Bai Wenyu and receiving no response, despair flashed across Lin Rumeng's face.
The next moment, it turned into resentment.
Fifteen years ago, fifteen years later, this man was so ruthless and unrighteous!
Unfortunately, there was no chance to take revenge on him.
The woman's lips moved slightly.
Her life was hanging by a thread, and her voice was so low that it was almost a murmur, so no one except Xu Chengxian could hear what she was saying.
And what Lin Rumeng said before her death was: "The Bai family, the ancestor, left behind a treasure."