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Is this how you praise your master?

Chunliu is just a small fry; keeping her alive might still be useful.

The one behind Chunliu, may she have good luck.

……

The woodshed was piled high with firewood and straw, dark and cluttered, with barely any room to step.

Because it was next to the stable, the smell of horse manure mixed with dampness was nauseating.

"This servant knows she was wrong, this servant will never dare to do it again..."

Chunliu lay huddled in the haystack, half-asleep, occasionally letting out a muffled groan, "Madam Wang, save me! Save me... I don't want to be sold off..."

She was just waiting for the fourth young master to get married next year so that Madam Wang could send her to be a concubine and rise to a higher social status. Who would have thought that the young lady would be so cunning!

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have dared to betray the Zhen family even if I had a hundred lives!

"Wow!"

A figure flashed by, and a tiny body, no bigger than a thumb, appeared before Chunliu, brandishing a large sword. "This general has arrived!"

"Help me...help me!"

Chunliu vaguely heard someone approaching, and struggled to open her eyes. "Who? Who...who is it..."

"Clang!"

"Your grandfather is here!"

Wow! Its thumb-sized body spun in the air, and its tall, robust figure slowly emerged.

He was dressed in a set of golden silk armor, wearing a golden helmet with phoenix wings and a red tassel on the brim. He was eight feet tall with a broad back and a thick waist, and he had an indescribable majestic presence.

A sinister face was hidden in the dim light.

Chunliu shuddered and asked, trembling,

“Who…who are you?”

"Wow! This general has a distinguished military record, and you don't even recognize me? Well then, grandpa will introduce you!"

With a disgruntled groan, a face slowly emerged from the dimly lit woodshed.

His face was ashen, and his eyes, like copper bells, had no pupils; they were dark and terrifying.

Its nose was an empty hole, and its mouth held two white fangs, giving it a fierce and ruthless appearance, like a black demon king!

"what!"

Chunliu screamed, her whole body going numb. Ignoring the excruciating pain in her backside, she scrambled into the haystack, screaming, "Ghost...ghost! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

A ferocious look appeared on the blue-faced, fanged man's face as he said with disgust.

"Trying to run? This general hates traitors the most! I'll show you what I'm capable of... Waaaaah!"

With that, he raised his hand in mid-air, grabbed Chunliu by the neck, and lifted her high into the air.

"Giggle giggle..."

Chunliu made a harsh, gurgling sound in her throat, her bones aching as if they were about to break. Her hands and feet struggled desperately in the air. "Help...me..."

Despite her struggles, he kept throwing her onto the haystack until her face turned purple.

He leaped forward, stomping his foot on Chunliu's chest, and shouted sharply.

"Tell me everything you know, and I might spare your life! Otherwise... Hmph!"

With a clang, the long sword in his hand pierced Chunliu's head.

"A ghost..."

Chunliu's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

"Dead? Waaaaah! How am I supposed to explain to my master if you're dead? Wake up!"

Waaa frowned, checked her breath, and then casually slapped her across the face. "Smack!"

Chunliu slowly awoke, opened her eyes, and saw that face again that would haunt her nightmares for a hundred years. She screamed in terror.

"A ghost..."

"Snap"

With a loud "Wah!", he raised his hand and slapped her again, shouting angrily, "What are you yelling about? Behave yourself! Now Grandpa is asking you questions, so tell me everything you need to know!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Chunliu huddled in the haystack, trembling all over. "Grandpa Ghost, please ask whatever you want. I... I dare not hide anything. I will tell you everything..."

……

"What a shabby place! The house is so small, the furniture is so old, is this even fit for a human to live in?"

Moving into the new courtyard, Madam Wang gritted her teeth in hatred, "Why doesn't that bitch Zhen just die? Now, relying on that wicked daughter, she dares to climb all over me and shit on my head..."

Yin Yuzhu put down her teacup and said coldly,

"Mother, I told you not to be soft-hearted back then, but you insisted on listening to Granny Ma's ideas!"

"Wouldn't it have been better to just give him a bowl of medicine earlier?"

Wang puffed out her cheeks and slammed her hand on the table angrily.

"Back then, I just listened to Granny Ma and she said that I shouldn't commit the sin of killing. So I used some methods to make her die on her own so that I wouldn't be involved!"

Who knew that even using dead people's bones wouldn't kill her!

Putting that aside, Jade Pearl, does Granny Ma have a way to deal with that demoness Yin Liuli?

Yin Yuzhu's face darkened, and she pursed her lips, saying...

"Don't even mention it. She suddenly died in the temple, and her death was exactly the same as Granny Sun's."

Wang stood up in surprise. "What? What happened?!"

"Mother, don't be anxious, let me finish."

Yin Yuzhu said with a sullen face, "Although Ma Daopo is dead, I met her senior brother, an old Taoist named Wuyazi."

He said that, like Granny Sun, anyone who touched that piece of dead man's bone was killed by the backlash of the Bone-Melting Technique.

Wang felt a sudden shiver run through her, and involuntarily glanced at her hands.

"Amitabha! Luckily, I didn't dare touch that evil object back then, and let Granny Sun take over..."

"Then, what did Wuyazi say? Did he have a solution?"

Yin Yuzhu sneered and said fiercely,

"Master Wuyazi naturally wanted to avenge his junior sister. In addition, I promised to donate a thousand taels of silver to rebuild his Taoist temple after the matter was accomplished. He decided to personally come out of the mountain to deal with that demoness Yin Liuli!"

However, we have to wait two days, until that demoness is on her wedding day.

"That's it, that's it!"

Wang patted her chest and exclaimed "Good!" several times, a sinister sneer appearing on her still-attractive face. "Let's see how long that vixen can be so smug!"

Yin Yuzhu clenched her fists tightly, her smile growing even more sinister.

"Grandma Ma said that her senior brother Wuyazi's magic is superb and he has cultivated to the point of being a half-immortal. I don't believe that demoness can defeat him!"

Once she's on the bridal sedan chair, Wu Yazi will dispel all her evil magic, and she'll marry that prince who killed seven of his fiancées. She might die in just a few days!

It's a pity I can't kill her to vent my anger!

If Yin Liuli dies, the Yin family will have to find another daughter to marry into the family.

Who would want to jump into that fiery pit of the Princess's mansion!

"He just can't kill her. What kind of good person does that spoiled brat think he is?"

Wang counted on her fingers with pride and said, "From a young age, I was spoiled by Princess Chengyi and became lawless. I spent my days eating, drinking, gambling, whoring, fighting, and doing all sorts of evil deeds."

Marrying a man like that, that vixen will probably never have a good life. No one would even care if she were beaten to death!

Unlike my Yuzhu, who married the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion. That boy is handsome and learned, and I heard even the Emperor praises him highly. He has a bright future ahead of him...