Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 215 Raising without teaching is the original sin

"Lili, hurry up, let's go to the temple. There are so many masters and gods there. I don't believe that evil spirit would dare to cause trouble there!" Xia Yun said urgently, pulling Fan Mixue along.

"Trying to save yourselves at the last minute? Are you sure the gods and Buddhas will protect you?"

A soft female voice came from behind. Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun turned around in horror and saw the cruel smile on their daughter's face.

Fan Mixue glanced around. The Qiu family had moved quickly and were already at Puhua Temple, one of Kyoto's famous tourist attractions. Puhua Temple was bustling with worshippers, and the constant flow of people made Fan Mixue feel somewhat uncomfortable. Although gods and Buddhas could not descend to earth now, this place naturally made ghosts and monsters feel suppressed, but it was still within her tolerance.

Fan Michelle tilted her head and said, "Raising children without teaching them is also a sin!"

Xia Yun released her hand and said in a panic, "What...what do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is where Buddha sits, don't do anything reckless."

"Hehehe, so what? Haven't you heard that Buddha doesn't save those who are not destined to be saved? Today, I've already given you a chance, but you didn't come to the main hall. Doesn't that mean you're not destined to be with Buddha?" It's just a temple, what does she have to be afraid of?

“Moreover, you harbor evil intentions, have no respect for life, do not believe in cause and effect, and have too much karmic burden. Where do you get your confidence? How could gods and Buddhas possibly protect people like you?” Fan Mixue looked around.

The stench emanating from Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun caused the surrounding crowd to unconsciously keep their distance. Both of them had many black spots on their bodies, and many parts of them had begun to rot. They looked sickly, like zombies from a post-apocalyptic movie. Their appearance sparked a lot of discussion among the crowd.

How could they possibly look like the glamorous figures they once were in high society? Fan Mixue chuckled lightly. She only wanted to use their blood to appease her resentment. As for where they died, she had no particular request. Now that she knew the truth, she might not be Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang's daughter. And now the Qiu family had come to such a crowded place.

The opportunity had been presented to her, so she couldn't let them leave this world with such a good reputation.

Fan Mixue touched her face and smiled maliciously: "She hired someone to kill someone just to have a good reputation, didn't she? After today, her reputation will never be good!"

Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun suddenly had a bad feeling. Fan Mixue had intended to kill them before, so was she going to do it in full view of them now? The two turned around in fear and prepared to run away.

Fan Mixue used her ghostly power to pull a knife from the fruit shop next door. Everyone's attention was on Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun, so they didn't pay much attention to Fan Mixue.

How could two people who had always lived a life of luxury outrun Fan Michelle? In just a few meters, Fan Michelle caught up with them in a few steps.

The knife in Fan Mixue's hand emitted a cold, sharp light. With nimble movements, Fan Mixue swung it left and right, and Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun didn't even have time to scream before they clutched their necks and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Blood flowed from between their hands, and both of them stared at Fan Mixue with their eyes wide open in death.

Fan Mixue squatted down beside the two men, a smile on her face, and began to cut them one by one, subjecting them to the torture of slow slicing right there in the street.

"Ah!!!" Some of the more timid people in the crowd screamed.

The crowd retreated in panic, and in their haste, many were trampled and injured as they scrambled to escape.

But the imagined scene of indiscriminate killing did not occur, and some of the bolder people turned around to look back.

A moment later, Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun's souls floated out of their bodies. Fan Mixue reached out and grabbed their spirits. "Hahaha..." Fan Mixue laughed loudly, but no one noticed that her murderous aura had intensified.

But Fan Mixue felt that one of the chains in her heart had broken, and she felt a little more at peace. The weight on her heart seemed to have lightened, and she felt a long-lost sense of relief!
Fan Mixue looked at the two struggling in her hands and sneered, "This is just the beginning. The others will be here to keep you company soon!"

Fan Michelle used her ghostly power to shrink the two of them and sealed them directly into a yin wood bead she wore around her spirit's neck. She had found it by chance, and the ghosts there said that several ghost messengers in this place had been eaten by a Taoist priest, and these were probably left over from that time. They had only ever known that ghosts ate people, and had never heard of people eating ghosts.

Although she didn't know which Taoist priest would eat ghost messengers, she couldn't be bothered to care how she got the Yin Wood Bead. After hearing the ghost elders talk about its effects, she decided that even if she killed those who had harmed her, she wouldn't immediately obliterate them. She would make them suffer indefinitely until their souls perished!

Yin wood is a type of yin and evil plant, and it is a rare plant in the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld. It is constantly affected by the eighteen levels of hell and can also harm the soul. In addition, it has the function of containing spirits. If a spirit stays inside, it is equivalent to being in a miniature version of the eighteen levels of hell. This thing was originally used by ghost messengers to temporarily imprison those disobedient ghosts, which conveniently provided her with this.

Just then, the police sirens rang, and four or five police cars drove up and stopped in front of Fan Mixue.

The policeman pointed his gun at Fan Michelle, "Don't move! Put your hands up and put down the knife!"

Fan Mixue smiled, tossed the knife in her hand, and slowly raised her hand, as if she were taking pictures on a picnic rather than being arrested by the police.

The police looked at her warily, and after exchanging glances, they quickly stepped forward and subdued Fan Mixue.

Upon seeing the gruesome bodies of Qiu Wenguang and Xia Yun, the police couldn't help but ask, "What grudge did you hold against them that led you to murder them so cruelly?"

"Hahaha..." Fan Mixue laughed maniacally, "Because I hired someone to kill, but they didn't stop me. They raised me but didn't teach me! What kind of parents are they!"

What?! The police officers exchanged serious glances. The murderer was actually the victim's daughter?

That evening, the news quickly became a trending topic on major online news platforms: "[Socialite hires hitman, but kills her own father; why did she kill her mother?]"

They deserve to die if they are raised without being taught!

[A socialite hires a hitman to commit murder; who is the victim?]

The wealthy disregard the law and treat it as nothing!

[The chairman and his wife of the Qiu Group were brutally murdered! The killer was their own daughter!]

Yang Nianqing naturally saw the news as well. The news was accompanied by a high-definition photo of the woman that Fan Michelle was currently possessing. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, not expecting Fan Michelle to act so quickly.

"What are you looking at?" Fan Ruichen asked as he walked over, drying his hair.

Yang Nianqing looked at the phone and sighed, "Fan Mixue has made her move. She has blood on her hands now, and it's probably too late to undo the damage."

(End of this chapter)