Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 623 The Young Master's Corpse Bride of the Republic of China 19

"Yeah, you probably heard a lot just now."

Song Nianru was curious:

"Miss Chen Er must be using you as a substitute to humiliate you. Don't you hate her?"

The boy lowered his head:

"I was a beggar on the street. I was hungry and bitten by dogs. She picked me up and brought me here. And sometimes, she would treat me well."

Song Nianru: “…”

When they treated him well, they probably thought of him as Jiang Shangbin. But for people who have never had a good life, sometimes being able to eat and wear warm clothes is a blessing.

Song Nianru sighed inwardly:

"Do you have a name?"

The young man raised his head, a glint in his eyes: "My name is Jiang Bin, the second young lady gave me this name."

Song Nianru: “…”

"Jiang Bin, I can let you go this time, and I can also spare her life temporarily. But you are not allowed to tell anyone what happened just now, understand?"

"otherwise……"

Song Nianru raised the dagger in his hand and made a ferocious expression on his face.

The boy was obviously not frightened.

He had seen too many vicious faces during his life wandering the streets. He could almost tell by instinct whether the person in front of him was a real murderer or a fake one.

"Don't worry, I won't tell."

As the young man spoke, he began to clean up the mess on the ground, his movements skillful and swift. Song Nianru nodded slightly, opened the door and walked out, his handsome figure quickly disappearing into the night.

This time, the boy gained experience.

He stood up and quickly checked every corner of the house.

He waited until he was sure that Song Nianru had truly left and that there was no one else in the room. Then his expression changed, and he found a finger-thick hemp rope from the storage room and walked towards Chen Simei...

Song Nianru walked out of the small building. The evening breeze was blowing gently and the night was as cool as water.

She didn't waste any time, following Chen Simei's instructions, and teleported to the west of the city in a series of teleportations. Then, she slightly adjusted her position, and sure enough, she soon found the abandoned warehouse that Chen Simei had mentioned.

The warehouse door was locked from the outside with a large rusty lock. If an outsider didn't know the inside story, they would never guess that there was a person tied up inside.

Song Nianru had a bad feeling: If Meixiang was really here, it would be strange if she was still alive.

No wonder Chen Simei had been reluctant to admit it earlier. This was pure intentional homicide. How could she possibly tell Song Nianru, her love rival, about this? She would be reported and imprisoned.

With this in mind, Song Nianru used his spiritual sense to scan the warehouse, but indeed, he found no signs of life. He then pulled out the battle axe he had used to chop down zombies in the previous world.

With one blow of the axe, the iron chain fell off.

Taking out a camping lamp from the space, Song Nianru pushed open the door of the warehouse gently, but the broken door still made a sharp sound when it rubbed against the ground.

"Squeak~squeak~squeak~"

With the help of the camping lantern, I could barely see what was going on inside. The warehouse was filled with debris and dumped sacks, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

It smells like both mold and something completely rotten.

Holding the lamp, Song Nianru carefully walked around the debris, looking around the corners. Sure enough, behind a pile of tilted shelves, she found a somewhat rotten corpse.

Judging from her figure, she could vaguely be identified as a young woman. Looking closely, she had an oval face, her hair was neatly tied back in a bun, and she was wearing the clothes of a Jiang family maid.

If it’s not Meixiang, who else could it be?

Song Nianru realized belatedly that the original owner had indeed seen this face next to Mrs. Jiang San when she came to the Jiang family before, but she didn't pay much attention to it at that time.

Well, judging from the situation, the person must be dead beyond death.

Song Nianru had no interest in collecting the body, not to mention that this person was most likely one of the enemies who killed the original owner.

The air around was really bad, so Song Nianru left the warehouse immediately and wiped off all traces of her presence.

Standing outside the warehouse, the atmosphere around me finally felt much better.

Meixiang was dead, and it seemed that the clues had been cut off again. However, this was only for others. For Song Nianru, she snorted coldly.

Who is she?

She is a beautiful zombie of the new era who has practiced the "Soul Refining and Heart Purifying Art" and has plenty of strength and means!

This warehouse was so sealed, and Meixiang had died a violent death. She felt that Meixiang's ghost would most likely not leave this place, and would more likely become a bound soul and wander around here.

At that moment, Song Nianru made hand gestures on his palms, and the "Soul Searching Technique" in the "Soul Refining and Heart Purifying Technique" was quickly launched, quickly searching for the remaining soul left by Meixiang nearby.

Sure enough, not long after, a girl appeared vaguely at the door of the warehouse. Her feet were off the ground, and her eyes were empty. Who else could it be but "Mei Xiang"?

Meixiang was obviously surprised when she saw Song Nianru, and her confused consciousness seemed to clear up a little:

"Young Mistress?"

My knees immediately went weak and I wanted to kneel down out of habit.

Then he realized that since he was already a ghost, the other party must also be a ghost. Since everyone was a ghost, there should be no difference in status, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stand up straight, but still bowed subconsciously:

"Young Madam, why are you here? Are you dead too?"

Song Nianru's expression was grim:

"What do you say? Of course I'm here to settle accounts with you."

Meixiang's face suddenly showed a look of panic, but she still managed to reply:

"I don't know what the young lady is talking about..."

"Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about. How could you be kidnapped here and how could you lose your life?" Song Nianru sneered.

"me……"

Meixiang stammered for a long time, but the remnant soul finally knelt down:

"I'm sorry, Madam. I, I didn't want to hurt you. I was just following orders..."

"Whose fate are you listening to?" Song Nianru said coldly:

"Don't tell me that Jiang Wenbin asked you to poison me. I'm not that fool that Chen Simei. I can't be fooled by a few words."

Meixiang's soul was suddenly shocked.

She raised her head and looked at Song Nianru in horror:

"Madam, I, I really didn't lie. It was indeed the Third Young Master who threatened me, saying that if I didn't do as he said, he would marry me off to the groom in the mansion..."

Her voice trembled:

"I thought the medicine would just make you sick, but I didn't expect it would kill someone. I regret it so much..."

"Okay, okay, stop acting."

Song Nianru became a little impatient.

It was already quite late, and Jiang Shangwen must have been waiting impatiently in the mansion. While discovering the truth behind the original owner's death was crucial, who would want to be feeding mosquitoes in the middle of the night and listening to ghosts' lies?