Chapter 264: Out Of Talismans? I Have Grandpa!
The red silk thread increased, densely forming a cocoon around Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes, didn’t continue pulling out talismans, but took out the small coffin from the small shoulder bag and tossed it forward.
“Ka…”
The small coffin suddenly grew larger upon landing, the coffin lid opened to the side, a pale and elderly hand stretched out from inside, gripped the coffin wall, and a thin and elderly figure slowly appeared at the coffin mouth.
Before Jiang Zhen could react to what the suddenly appeared figure was, her vision suddenly blurred, and an old man abruptly appeared before her.
Jiang Zhen: “!!”
“You—!!”
Before she could finish speaking, her chest suddenly ached, and her entire soul body was directly struck flying.
Jiang Zhen: “!!!”
She barely stabilized her soul body and looked toward Old Master Nan with shock and anger, but found that the direction where Old Master Nan had been was now empty of his figure.
Immediately after, Jiang Zhen felt a chill surge up her spine, her ghost energy exploding violently as if encountering a natural enemy, she abruptly turned around, crossing her hands to block her chest.
“Bang!!”
“Sizzle…”
“Ah—!” Jiang Zhen’s entire arm was corroded, turning into yin energy and rapidly dissipating.
She retreated in terror: “What the hell are you?!”
Clearly full of yin energy, a dead thing, yet why did it have merit power?!
Was this reasonable?!
Old Master Nan said nothing, just chased after Jiang Zhen and beat her viciously.
The situation reversed again, this time the one being pinned down and beaten became Jiang Zhen.
Nan Yuanman wasn’t idle either, continuing to pull out thunder fire talismans to blast the spider silk pattern.
After blasting this field’s, she ran out to distribute talismans to the dumbfounded Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen: “The formation pattern here is dealt with, you two go blast the formation patterns on the southwest and north sides of the village!”
Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen nodded vigorously, clutching the thunder fire talismans as they turned around and ran.
If they didn’t do more work now, they would really become trash that only dragged them down!
“Aiya, I’m exhausted.” Nan Yuanman plopped her buttocks down on the field ridge, wiped the sweat from her forehead, her small hands clutching the talismans trembling.
Such high-intensity combat was still too difficult for her, fortunately, fortunately Grandpa had come out of seclusion.
Otherwise, her stock today would really have been wiped out.
“Yuanman, Yuanman!” Bai Wenyin came running over tumbling and crawling, even forgetting that she could float.
She half-knelt before Nan Yuanman, trembling hands looking her body up and down: “Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Does it hurt?”
“I’m fine, not hurt, doesn’t hurt.” Nan Yuanman gave her a soft and obedient smile, gently comforting her in a soft voice: “Mother, don’t worry.”
Just now, Bai Wenyin hadn’t hit her at all, the force landing on her chest was light and floating, merely pushing her away.
Even when she landed, Bai Wenyin had cushioned her with yin energy, not letting her suffer any injury.
The blood at the corner of her mouth was fake too, made by sneaking a blood pack capsule she’d gotten from Feng Langqing, to make it realistic and lure out the hidden Jiang Zhen.
Nan Yuanman felt a bit novel inside, was this the legendary mother-daughter connection? She clearly hadn’t communicated with Bai Wenyin, yet she knew what she wanted to do.
Bai Wenyin hugged Nan Yuanman tightly in lingering fear, her eyes red, her soul body trembling: “Sorry… sorry… it’s Mother’s fault…”
If she were a bit stronger, she wouldn’t have been controlled by Jiang Zhen, nor influenced by her, because just now she had really almost…
Bai Wenyin hugged Nan Yuanman even tighter.
“It’s not your fault, Mother.” Nan Yuanman gently patted Bai Wenyin’s back: “It’s those bad people’s fault.”
Bai Wenyin hummed, but her hands didn’t let go.
Nan Yuanman quietly stayed hugged in her arms, looking over Bai Wenyin’s shoulder into the eyes of Jiang Lixuan, who was lying on the ground not far away, his expression dazed.
Jiang Lixuan kept his lying position, staring unblinkingly at that white figure, his breathing lightened.
Was he hallucinating? Or had he already died?
He seemed to… see Bai Wenyin.
His late biological younger sister.
Nan Yuanman hesitated for a few seconds, gently patted her back, pursed her lips and asked her: “Mother, that… Jiang Lixuan seems to have broken free from control.”
“He’s looking at you, do you… want to say a few words to him?”
Bai Wenyin’s body paused slightly, she gently released Nan Yuanman, lowered her head and asked her seriously: “These years… have they come looking for baby? Have they… treated you well?”
Nan Yuanman nodded: “They have come looking, they treated me…”
She scratched her head, not knowing how to evaluate the Jiang family members, say they treated her well? Not really, say they didn’t? But those days in the Jiang family, they hadn’t shortchanged her materially.
To her, the Jiang family members except Jiang Tianzong weren’t purely bad, just a bit stupid.
Bai Wenyin lowered her gaze looking at her expression, gently sighed: “Mother knows, Mother… will say a few words to him.”
Nan Yuanman nodded, watching Bai Wenyin head toward Jiang Lixuan, then looked up at the sky.
The battle in the sky had entered its final stage, the naturally yin object Jiang Zhen was no match at all for Old Master Nan empowered by merit power, her gorgeous robe corroded with hole after hole, one arm missing.
In his hands she could barely struggle, she would soon be captured by Grandpa.
She turned her gaze back to Bai Wenyin and Jiang Lixuan.
Jiang Lixuan stared blankly at Bai Wenyin walking slowly toward him, his voice hoarse: “A-Yin… you, are you here to take me away?”
Jiang Lixuan struggled to sit up from the ground, speaking urgently: “I’ve learned about all those things you did before, I know those weren’t done by you, it was Jiang Yueyao, she’s already paid the price she should.”
“A-Yin, I know I was wrong too, I let you down, I…”
Bai Wenyin said nothing, came before him, raised her hand and directly slapped him.
“Pa—!”
Jiang Lixuan’s face was slapped askew, his ears buzzing.
“This slap, is on behalf of Bai Wenyin.”
She said, then gave Jiang Lixuan another slap: “This slap, is on behalf of Yuanman.”
“One is your biological younger sister, the other your niece, yet because of an outsider, you were excessively harsh on them, ending up like this is what you deserve.”
Jiang Lixuan opened his mouth, powerless to explain, only a feeble: “I know I was wrong…”
“No forgiveness.” She looked down coldly: “Whether me or Bai Wenyin, she will never forgive you.”
“You’d better live well, strive to live, don’t come dirtying her reincarnation path.”
With that, Bai Wenyin said no more, turned around and walked toward Nan Yuanman, a smile rising on her face.
Jiang Lixuan stared blankly at her departing back, his chest clogged, vomited another mouthful of blood with a wah, eyes rolled back and he completely fainted.
Just as Bai Wenyin was about to approach Nan Yuanman, Jiang Zhen’s tattered soul body was thrown down from the sky by someone, smashing heavily before her.
Old Master Nan stood before Nan Yuanman at the same time, staring at Bai Wenyin, enunciating each word, voice hoarse: “Stop. Down.”
