Chapter. 17 : Agression - Part 2

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Nie Mingjue : What the fuck?

Jiang Cheng : Murderer?

Madam Yu : What happened? What trouble did he cause now?

"Wei Wuxian first thought was that something went wrong with the formation the boy set.

His inventions needed to be used extremely carefully, or else disaster could happen. This is also why he went to check if there were anything wrong with the motifs that were drawn."

Lan Qiren : It can't be?

"As a few pairs of hands came to drag him outside, Wei Wuxian straightened his body and allowed them to do so without difficulty, so that he wouldn't have to walk by himself. The east hall was bustling with people, almost more crowded than when the Mo villagers gathered here. All of the servants and relatives were present. Some where still in their undergarments and didn't yet have the time to brush their hair, but everyone looked terrified. Madam Mo collapsed in her seat, as if she just woke up from a swoon. The streaks of tears could be seen on her cheeks, and tears lingered in her eyes. But, as Wei Wuxian was dragged, her sorrowful gaze immediately became hateful.

A human-shaped object lay on the ground, with its body covered by a white cloth and only the head being revealed. Lan Sizhui and the other boys wore heavy expressions, bending down to check the situation and talking in soft voices. The conversation leaked into Wei Wuxian's ears."

Jiang Cheng : Don't tell me.

Jin Zixuan : A person is.......

Lei yan : Dead.

"Less than three minutes have passed since the body was discovered?'

'After subduing the walking corpse, we hurried from the West Courtyard to the East Courtyard, and found the body by the hallway.'

The human-shaped thing was apparently Mo Ziyuan. Wei Wuxian took one glace at it, and couldn't help but look at it again.

The corpse looked like Mo Ziyuan in some ways, but unlike him in other ways. Although the features were clearly were that of his petty cousin's, the cheekbones were deeply sunken, eyes bulging, and skin wrinkled. Compared to the youthful Mo Ziyuan before this, it was as if he aged twenty years. It almost seemed like his blood and flesh were sucked out of him, turning him into a skeleton with only a thin layer skin on the outside. If, Mo Ziyuan was just ugly, now, his corpse was both old and ugly."

Lan Qiren : Killed by a ghost?

Fengmian : Seems so.

Sixth shidi : But how.

Lan disciple : Who knows.

Wen Ruohan : There were many safety precautions yet.

"As Wei Wuxian was scrutinizing the corpse, Madam Mo suddenly rushed towards him, with a gleaming dagger in her hand. Being light on his feet, Sizhui knocked the dagger off, before he had a chance to talk, Madam Mo shrieked at him,'My son died a tragic dead, so I am only avenging him! What are you stopping me for?'

Wei Wuxian his behind Lan Sizhui's back and spoke again,'How does your son's tragic dead concern me?' "

Madam Jin : Firstly just accusing.

Jiang Cheng : Everything was thrilling until you spoke, Wei Wuxian.

Nie Huaisang : C'mon you gotta admit to it. It was a savage reply.

Wei Wuxian : You are speaking just truth today.

Nie Huaisang : Hehe.

Nie Mingjue just sighed.

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