Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

Chapter 207: Death in One Stroke

Fang Kuan didn't care that the villa was knocked down. He had lost the umbrella of protection over his head. What if that group of people confessed that he had bribed them, and then revealed that he was the one who caused the deaths of Xiaodong, Ye Rui's father and others? Then he would definitely be shot!

Taking advantage of the chaos, Fang Kuan abandoned his elderly parents who were besieged by a group of villagers, returned to the city overnight, and began to pack up his belongings in preparation for escape.

But just before he went out, a figure appeared at the door. It was the little girl who had beaten up all his brothers at the Ye family before.

"you!"

"How did you get in?" Fang Kuan looked terrified!

Ji Chu slowly sat down on the soft leather sofa in Fang Kuan's house and said calmly: "I guess you have also searched for the Judge's Pen!"

As she spoke, she took out a ghost face mask and slowly put it on her face.

Fang Kuan took a few steps back in fear: "It's you, you are the Judge's Pen!"

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Do you want me to kowtow to Li Jinxiang and admit my fault? I can go. I can even knock my head until it breaks. I just ask you to let me live!"

Ji Chu didn't say anything, just looked at Fang Kuan quietly, allowing him to continue to magnify his inner fear.

The next second, Fang Kuan suddenly knelt down in front of Ji Chu.

"God, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go for the sake of my house being demolished!"

Ji Chu crossed his legs, rested his elbows on his knees, and propped his chin up with his hands. Before Fang Kuan had a mental breakdown, he asked, "You went to smash the tomb of Martyr Li Jinxiang. The main reason shouldn't be because you think it's unlucky. Tell me the real reason. If you tell me well, I might let you go!"

Fang Kuan looked embarrassed. "There's no other reason. I just read the files and thought that there were no martyrs in the tomb. Plus, I had a problem with the Ye family, so I wanted to smash the tomb."

Ji Chu said coldly: "The so-called marching file was forged by you. You knew from the beginning that the person lying in it was Li Jinxiang. Your grandfather also told you that when he was 5 years old, he saw Li Jinxiang die and be buried there!"

"You can lie without changing your expression. In some ways, you are quite amazing!"

Fang Kuan completely collapsed: "What on earth are you trying to do! You forced me to tell you the reason, and I told you the reason, but you didn't believe it!"

Ji Chu shook his head: "In my opinion, killing people is not as serious as betraying the country. You are really hopeless!"

After saying that, Ji Chu turned her palms upwards, and a book of life and death (illusion book) appeared in her hand. She stretched out her hand and waved it, and the words "Fang Kuan" appeared before her eyes!

Fang Kuan was too shocked to care about it at this moment: "You... who are you?"

Ji Chu just glanced at him, then picked up the pen and wrote the word "death" on Fang Kuan's name. Then he saw Fang Kuan falling to the ground, holding his heart in pain and dying!

Just as Fang Kuan's soul was slowly separating from his body, he saw an angry shadow picking up a bloody knife and chopping it hard on his head.

My body, which shouldn't have any sense of pain, now feels a heart-wrenching pain spreading throughout my body!

"Traitors and running dogs should die!"

Fang Kuan only heard these words at last, and then he disappeared!

After destroying Fang Kuan's soul, Li Jinxiang spat in dissatisfaction: "This bastard is so lucky. So many of our brothers were killed by this traitorous dog. I didn't expect that there are still traitors now!"

Ji Chu stood up and said, "The traitor is just a dog, and the one holding the dog cannot be let go. Let's go, I'll take you to see the real mastermind behind the scenes!"

If Li Jinxiang wasn't a spirit, Ji Chu had no doubt that he would kick Fang Kuan's body twice.

At the same time, in a room decorated in Japanese style, a woman in kimono was kneeling on the tatami, bowing her head respectfully towards the shadow in front of her.

"I know you're resentful, but I also told you not to do those boring things, but you didn't listen. Now you've hit a wall and are starting to panic?"

The woman replied with some annoyance: "Sir, Li Jinxiang not only killed me on the battlefield, but also killed so many of us. Now that we have finally found his grave, are we just going to let him rest in peace?"

The shadow said, "But you have offended the ghost messenger from the underworld of China. Fang Kuan was killed by her with a pen, and it will be your turn next!"

"I used up so much energy to send you out of the narrow space, not to let you lose your life in such an insignificant place!"

The woman kowtowed heavily to the phantom: "My lord, don't worry, I have been practicing non-stop since you sent me out of the narrow room. Even if the ghost messenger comes, I have the ability to kill her!"

The shadow seemed to have heard a joke: "There is an old Chinese saying that those who practice hard work are heroes. Your skills are not even enough for others to just wave their hands!"

The woman didn't take the shadow's words seriously at all. She smiled evilly: "Sir, the ghost messenger is also a ghost. There are ways to deal with ghosts. Last time you said that there were ghost messengers going to the narrow room to investigate us, but now there is no movement. Don't you want to know what they are plotting?"

Seeing that the woman would not turn back until she hit the wall, the shadow simply stopped trying to persuade her: "Since you are so confident, I will wait for your good news!"

The woman bent down again: "Hi!"

Soon, Ji Chu and Li Jinxiang appeared outside a luxurious villa. Looking at the brightly lit house, Ji Chu snorted disdainfully. In an instant, the sturdy metal door was smashed into pieces by her.

When the smoke cleared, a woman in a kimono appeared on the steps.

Li Jinxiang looked incredulous: "Isn't this a Chinese? Why is he wearing this kind of clothes?"

Ji Chu: "Take a closer look."

Li Jinxiang rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He discovered that the soul under the woman's skin was not perfectly fitted with her body.

"No, the core inside has been replaced!"

Ji Chu: "You are right. This woman's soul has long been replaced by those beasts in the narrow space."

Ji Chu's words were cryptic, but Li Jinxiang understood. He frowned and asked, "You asked me to help you before. Do you want me to go to the narrow room to deal with these guys?"

It is comfortable to deal with smart people. Ji Chu said, "Well, it is against the will of heaven for us ghost officials to interfere in the affairs of the human world. At present, you are the only ones who can stop them from plotting and scheming."

Li Jinxiang raised his sword and said, "Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought it was something else. It's my responsibility!"

Ji Chu smiled and shook her head. She had heard the same words countless times in the three previous martyrs' memorials.

The woman watched Ji Chu and Li Jinxiang discussing in low voices and slowly walked down the stairs.

"What are you talking about? Are you interested in taking me to listen to one?"

Ji Chu looked up at the woman and said, "Jiang Ruiyun, no, it should be called Minato Nahoko. You are so arrogant to run wild on my Chinese land!"