False evidence

Chapter 214 The Cloth Bag Divination

Gao's complexion looked rather unpleasant.

But I kept smiling at him.

So much so that I gradually saw that, besides worry, this captain actually showed fear for the first time.

Jiang Budai turned around and faced me:
"Let me divine your future again."

I smiled and raised my hand at him—"Do as you please."

Jiang Budai didn't say much. He lowered his eyelids as if he were in deep meditation, but in less than a minute, he squatted down and took out a fortune slip from his tattered pocket.

After unfolding it, he glanced at it quickly, then crumpled the slip of paper into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it whole.

Then, he stood up, turned to me and said, “You were originally a member of the orthodox school of Thousand Gates, but you strayed onto the evil path because of your desires; you are not a truly wicked person, but you are extremely vicious. You are someone who would kill without blinking an eye.”

I was still laughing: "And then?"

Jiang Budai still didn't turn around, but instead pointed at me:
"You're very confident, but I still have to give you a piece of advice—don't go looking for trouble."

I finally couldn't hold back any longer and walked slowly to him: "You think I'm afraid of trouble?"

Jiang Budai suddenly laughed.

His face was really dirty, but his teeth were really white.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Because you just saved two people."

I smiled again: "Thank you, I thank your whole family."

Jiang Budai's face darkened again: "Have you forgotten that I came in before you after I was injured?"

I stopped smiling and didn't say anything.

He said, "You saved one person in the car and another person a thousand miles away. But at the same time, you also killed two people! Is this the rule of your sect?"

Seeing him turn his gaze to the paper figures on the counter, I unfolded my iron fan and casually fanned myself in front of my chest:
"Let's not talk about the past, let's just talk about the present. Do you think I'm afraid of trouble?"

Jiang Budai suddenly sighed: "I'm really doing this for your own good. You are a fierce demon, but have you ever thought about what if the person you think you can definitely handle is even more ferocious than you?"

I sneered: "Him? A kid who only knows how to play petty tricks and tries to fool me with a telephone?"

Jiang Budai suddenly raised his voice and said, "What do you mean by petty cleverness?! Why do you think you can suddenly stand in front of me with such an air of superiority?"
Or rather, have you ever considered this: before you left, why did you have the opportunity to draw talismans on those two paper figures of a man and a woman? Would that adulterous couple have died without your intervention?
It was him! He did it on purpose! Because he's more petty and more ruthless than you! He wanted to kill, he killed, he used someone else to do the dirty work!

Jiang Budai suddenly changed his accent: "Are you stupid? Your mother is a master of the swindling world, but why did you become a conman? You think you're an expert? You've been fooled by a little brat you underestimated!"

My lips pressed lower and lower, and the iron fan, which was already half-closed, was being slowly moved backward, though I was holding it with one hand.

Jiang Budai suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha...Trying to kill someone again? You wouldn't dare!"

I laughed too: "Why did you think I wouldn't dare?"

Jiang Budai then changed the subject: "Did you ever offend the Yin family? Was it because of the Yin family that you went on a killing spree? You didn't mean to go on a killing spree, did you?"

Let me tell you right now: He dares to mess with people you can't afford to offend! He can handle those you can't handle! And here's another piece of advice—if you were in his shoes and not controlled by others, he would have gone on a killing spree too!
He is not the good person you think he is!

When Jiang Budai was halfway through his sentence, I suddenly felt my whole body go numb.

But by the time he finished speaking, I had already returned to normal.

This kind of normalcy is one that only the person involved can understand!

Specifically, this manifests in—

"I'll check the temperature of the incubator. The voltage here isn't very stable; there are occasional power outages. The incubator..."

I walked into the consultation room as I spoke.

When I came out again, Jiang Budai had slumped onto the sofa, looking exhausted, but he weakly pointed to something:

"He...you...you two are destined to be inseparable."

"Let's not talk about him for now." I smiled at him.

Before I could speak, he said, "He's you!" I was taken aback, but then I said, "Let's not talk about him for now."

"he!"

Jiang Budai suddenly pointed at Meng Chao.

I was truly taken aback: "What?"

Jiang Budai didn't speak. He extended one index finger from each hand and slowly brought them together, first crossing them, then retracting one finger.

Looking at his index finger, I realized what was happening, and I was both surprised and delighted.

I understand what Jiang Budai meant.

Lü Xin has been here.

I truly, thoroughly, and completely experienced it all.

But this thoroughness and completeness is because I obtained another consciousness of Master Lü that was originally 'latent' within Meng Chao's body.

I'm happy because I no longer have to worry about Mengniu, or about my friends and brothers.

I'm shocked because—I've started to worry about myself!
I think Lu Xin was right when he completely controlled my body—I was just good at being clever. I initially thought a cell phone could isolate this guy!
Jiang Budai was genuine and honest.

He's gone this far; I can no longer try to outsmart him.

"Thank you." I nodded to him sincerely.

He shook his head. For some reason, he, who was usually quite straightforward, suddenly hesitated and looked conflicted.

"I understand what you mean, thank you!"

I nodded deeply to him again.

But as soon as I walked back to the counter, he burst out loud, as if he had been holding back his anger:

"The path of humanity is the most difficult to traverse!"

I was startled and instinctively asked, "What...what do you mean?"

He pointed at me and said, "You haven't done anything wrong, have you?"

I haven't even realized it yet.

But before he finished speaking, I felt a soft, muscular body press against my waist.

Looking down, I was surprised to see Yue Rong.

Everyone had just ignored her.

That's when I realized that she had been sitting behind the counter in a low bamboo chair in the corner.

(That was Uncle Cheng's favorite spot. I remember he would always lean back in his chair, looking up at his daughter who rarely spoke to him.)
Yue Rong did not faint.

Her complexion was still rosy.

She just leaned against me, looking... indescribable... like she was so soft she felt like bones couldn't support her, and it was hard to even find a place to pick her up.

I was completely dumbfounded, my hands clasped together, one of which was holding a broken iron fan.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked in a panic. "I'm not familiar with your husband, and I'm not... I'm not that familiar with you either?"

Yue Rong rested her face on my stomach, raised her eyelids, and stared at me with her bright eyes for a full minute.

"Was she... scared by our fight with the people from the Renling caravan?" Yan Fengwei's eyes held a hint of lechery and envy towards me, in addition to his question.

Right after he finished speaking, Yue Rong suddenly spoke up.

She was still close to me, looking up at me.

She laughed first, then said quietly, "I really want to kill you with my own hands..."

(End of this chapter)