PDLP Chapter 393 The Price of Talking Too Much
Chapter 393 The Price of Talking Too Much
"I, I don't know..." the waiter mustered up the courage to reply.
He felt that the mere words of the person in front of him made him feel as if even his breath was frost-coated.
The red-robed Saint also felt the waiter's trembling, and immediately put away his edge and waved his hand.
"Okay, let's pay the bill." He threw down the silver and walked out of Qingnian Building without looking back.
After he went out, he asked a few passers-by and learned that the lady who delivered the goods to Qingnianlou was Wang Xinyao, so he headed towards Xiejia Village.
When the sun was setting, he just entered the village entrance and saw an old woman with unsteady legs and a crutch standing alone at the intersection. This woman was Old Woman Xie.
"Hey, you, come here!" the Red Robe Saint shouted sternly.
Mrs. Xie was startled when she saw the person who suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Hurry up." The red-robed Saint looked displeased.
Mrs. Xie had no choice but to walk over trembling and twisting her body.
"Is there a woman named Wang Xinyao in your village?"
"Ah, wu..." Mrs. Xie pointed at her mouth and stammered.
Turns out he's a mute!
The Holy Son looked straight at Mrs. Xie.
I just felt that the old woman in front of me looked familiar.
He suddenly remembered the day he was freed and the two figures he saw in the sky above Xiejia Village.
One is the old woman in front of me, and the other is a young woman.
The aura of the little woman made his heart flutter at that time.
But later, when he looked at the coarse clothes and muddy shoes, he turned his eyes away in disgust and ignored them.
Moreover, Xiejia Village was desolate and barren at that time.
However, in less than three years.
Xiejia Village and even the entire Nanhu County have undergone earth-shaking changes.
The road surface is smooth and blue brick and tile houses can be seen everywhere.
There was not even any case of starvation or freezing to death...
He stared at the old woman in front of him.
"This Saint Son can heal you, but you must tell me everything you know!"
When Mrs. Xie heard this, she nodded hurriedly, her dry hands wrinkling the corners of her clothes.
The Holy Son threw out a black pill and said, "Take it."
Mrs. Xie took it tremblingly, closed her eyes, and swallowed it down.
Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her whole body and Mrs. Xie trembled all over.
After a long while, his left foot, which had been clumsy to begin with, could barely stand by holding onto the wall.
She took a tentative step, and although she still limped, she no longer needed to rely on a cane to walk.
"Thank...thank you very much, Immortal..." Her throat trembled and she struggled to squeeze out a hoarse voice.
The red-robed Saint waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, tell me what's going on with Wang Xinyao."
"Wang Xinyao was once my daughter-in-law. My son had just died, and she shamelessly invited someone else to marry into her family. All the injuries I have are caused by her..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!" the Son of God scolded.
"Yes," Mrs. Xie staggered back a step in fear.
"I don't know when it started, but Wang Xinyao seemed to have become a completely different person, becoming more and more unfamiliar, and becoming more and more capable..."
The Holy Son asked again, "Are you saying that she planted the mushroom workshop?"
"That's her. Not only that, she also owns a paper mill and a salt field..."
Mrs. Xie began to reveal in detail all the major and minor events that had occurred in Xiejia Village over the past two years.
He even remembered when Wang Xinyao would set up a banquet in the village.
"Do you know what Wang Xinyao's identity was before she came to Xiejia Village?"
Mrs. Xie thought for a while before replying:
"I heard she once worked as a maid in the county magistrate's household! The magistrate later got promoted and moved to Beijing. It's said...his surname is Gou."
"Oh, your last name is Gou? Minister Gou... What a trick! Even this Saint Son was fooled!"
He cracked his knuckles, and murderous intent was revealed in his sneer.
He grew up with Wang Muyun and was particularly familiar with her aura.
It seems that the faint blood aura that existed back then is now exactly the same as her.
“Prince Yu…” A cold light flashed in the Saint’s eyes, and the dry grass at his feet spontaneously combusted without a breeze. “How dare you use a fake to fool this Saint!”
He narrowed his eyes, and the figure in coarse cloth three years ago flashed through his mind.
When he first met her, he noticed something strange in Wang Xinyao. It turned out that the resonance with Wang Muyun's bloodline power was not an illusion.
But it was easily ignored by myself
Perhaps, Wang Muyun’s real daughter is not Gou Chunmei, but this little woman named Wang Xinyao.
He missed the best period.
Frightened by his anger, Mrs. Xie stepped back involuntarily and fell to the ground again!
"Have you ever seen a ring on her finger?"
"No, no..."
"So where is she now?"
"I heard...I heard he went to Li Country!"
"Li Country?" The Holy Son suddenly chuckled, rubbing the sword in his hand with his knuckles.
"Okay...very good. In that case, Wang Xinyao, let's meet in Li Country. This Saint Son will have some fun with you..."
"Fairy, do you have a grudge against her?" the old woman asked tremblingly.
A terrifying light shone in her cloudy eyes.
The person in front of her looked very powerful. If he really had a grudge against Wang Xinyao, then she could be proud of herself in Xiejia Village again.
Her daughter gave birth to twin sons, and they were the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family...
Before Mrs. Xie could finish her dream, the voice of the Holy Son rang out again.
"You did so many immoral things to Wang Xinyao, but she didn't break your leg or cut your tongue.
To be fair, she treated you well. Even though you hurt her so much, she still let you live. She is really a kind person like Wang Muyun!"
"Fairy, you, you are not her enemy?" Mrs. Xie was anxious.
If people knew that she had betrayed Wang Xinyao again, Xie Baihong would divorce her.
Even his daughter Xie Shiya, who had finally begun to accept him, would never forgive him again.
"Hahaha, thank you mother-in-law, did you like the pain after taking the pill just now?"
When Mrs. Xie heard this, she suddenly felt as if she were being eaten by insects and ants. She turned pale with fear and said, "Immortal, please spare my life!"
"Yes, yes, this Saint Son loves to see this kind of expression the most. This is the price you pay for talking too much.
From now on, this kind of pain will occur every ten days, so feel it!"
The Red Saint left with a flick of his sleeves, his voice lingering in a chilling voice: "If you dare to reveal what happened today... Ha."