Quick Transmigration: The host is super good!

Quiet~

There was deathly silence in the lobby.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

"what--"

"Damn it-"

The crowd who had seemed to be enjoying the show just now now looked at her with eyes filled with fear, and they screamed and looked for places to hide.

They saw it clearly. The Sixth Miss was standing there without moving. She waved her hand lightly, and such a big and fat woman flew away...

No, no, no, this is definitely not the Sixth Girl in their family. The Sixth Girl in the past was so delicate and weak, and spoke in a soft voice. It would be difficult for her to even catch a chicken. How could she have such great strength to throw a person weighing more than a hundred kilograms away?

Looking at her pale and blue face and the hideous marks on her neck, the more he looked at her, the more he felt that she was like a ghost crawling out of hell. Even the monk's robes and hat, which were supposed to represent the Buddha's light, now looked eerie.

The second master spoke tremblingly: "You...you...Jia Niang...Uncle knows that you died unjustly, but every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, if you want to find someone, go...find the person who really hurt you..."

"Yes... yes... I... we are all your blood relatives, you can't harm us..." his son echoed.

“Wuwuwu…” A group of younger generations followed suit and cried, “Sixth sister… don’t scare me…”

"Sixth sister... please... please leave quickly..."

"I don't want to die... wuwuwu..."

"Sixth sister...you are always the best to Xiaojiu..."

"Sixth sister... as your brother, I have never done anything wrong to you..."

For a moment, there was a mixture of wailing and begging for mercy, and everyone huddled together, wishing they could disappear right where they were.

Shen Yuan's head was buzzing with anger, and he shouted, "Stop arguing, everyone, shut up!"

The room was silent for a moment. The group of people had terrified looks in their eyes, and their begging for mercy turned into soft sobs. Although it was not as loud, the sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes and was still very annoying to listen to.

Chen Yuan was extremely impatient. He picked up a nearby table and chopped it down with his palm. With a "snap" sound, it instantly broke into pieces: "Shut up! If anyone cries again, I will tear him apart like I did this table."

The effect of the threat was immediate. The people who had been howling like ghosts just now fell silent in an instant. Even the youngest girl, who was only two or three years old, had her mouth covered by her mother. She opened her big, frightened eyes and cried silently.

Chen Yuan snorted coldly: "Alright, you all said it yourself, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, since you don't think you have done anything wrong to me, then why are you so scared?"

It seems... that's the reason?

After hearing these words, some people felt a little relieved, but they were still afraid.

Nonsense, the person standing opposite is a fierce ghost, a fierce ghost! Which ordinary person would not be afraid of him?

"Xiao...Xiaoliu..." The old lady restrained her dignity and looked like a real elder at this moment. She spoke carefully.

"Grandmother has never done anything wrong to you over the years. Although... although I am afraid that someone will send you to a nunnery, this... isn't it because your reputation will be damaged..."

Chen Yuan glanced at her indifferently without refutation. The old lady couldn't be said to be bad to the original owner, but she wasn't good to her either. She was just an ordinary illegitimate granddaughter, and they only met once a day to pay their respects. It was just such a light relationship.

In dealing with the original owner, he also followed the secular customs. He was not cruel enough to take her life immediately, but he also did not try to protect her.

The young masters and young ladies in the family might only have a vague idea of ​​what life was like in the nunnery, but Shen Yuan didn't believe that the old lady, who had been the mistress of the family, didn't know the inside story.

The so-called ascetic practice requires not only morning, noon and evening classes, chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha every day, but also hard work, eating the simplest food and wearing the roughest clothes.

The original owners could tolerate all these, but the most hateful ones were the old nuns in the nunnery. They loved to bully the young ladies who were sent there when they made mistakes.

They would often punish us by making us copy scriptures, attack and curse us with the most vicious language, and even beat us.

The original owner was a delicate little girl, how could she endure all this? After just a few days, she was already tortured to the point where she was almost unrecognizable. To be honest, even if no one came to do anything, she probably wouldn't have lived for many years.

However, the original owner herself did not hate her as a grandmother because of this, and Chen Yuan would not meddle in other people's business.

Perhaps encouraged by her acquiescence, everyone in the room calmed down a lot and began to enthusiastically recount their friendship with the original owner over the years.

"Xiao Liu..." Li was the calmest among the crowd. She felt that she had a clear conscience. "As a stepmother, although I haven't taken care of you like my own daughter, I think I have fulfilled my duties as a stepmother over the years. I have given you everything you deserve and have never treated you harshly."

Shen Yuan agreed with this. The original owner did live better than most of the concubines she knew. Her stepmother had never shortchanged her for food, clothing, and daily expenses. As for her cold attitude towards her, wasn't that normal? Which woman could be close to the child her husband had with another woman?

So she glanced at him indifferently, and Li breathed a sigh of relief quietly, trying hard to maintain the demeanor of a lady of a wealthy family, and her tension shifted to the second master.

He desperately dug through his memory and finally remembered something. "Second uncle has never been bad to you over the years, Xiaoliu. When you were little, your second uncle even brought you some toys!"

After he finished talking, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the evil ghost's gaze shift away. He sat down on the ground, and his two thick fat legs kept shaking.

"Uncle San also bought you a kite, do you remember Xiaoliu?" The third master was inspired by his brother, but he couldn't remember anything at the moment, so he just made one up on the spot.

He was hoping for a lucky break, thinking that this evil ghost couldn't possibly remember everything clearly. Even if she objected, he could always say that it happened when she was still young and couldn't remember anything.

Chen Yuan saw through his thoughts at a glance, staring at him without saying a word, which made the Third Master feel uneasy. He quickly said, "Actually, I don't agree to send you to Andang, but Third Uncle has little influence, and everything in the family is decided by the old lady, so I can't make the decision."

This act of shifting the blame caused the old lady to glare at him, but he was thick-skinned and didn't care. At this time, saving his life was more important. What if Xiaoliu still held a grudge about this matter? He had to clear himself.

Fortunately, after saying this, Chen Yuan actually stopped staring at him. He then breathed a long sigh of relief and realized belatedly that he felt a little cold. In this short period of time, he broke out in a sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"Sixth niece, I brought you some snacks."

"Sixth sister, I once made a silk lace for you..."

"Sixth sister, I often bring you your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

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