I'm Damn Good at Fortune-Telling, So What's Wrong with Being a Little Extra?
Chapter 87

Sure, as long as you're not afraid to die...

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Ji Nanshu glanced at the sleeping baby and said to the man, "You're Wang Chuan?"

The man became wary and hugged the baby girl in his arms even tighter. "What do you want with me?"

Ji Nanshu pushed open the door and entered the Wang family's courtyard, saying, "I think your wife should be inside."

Upon hearing this, it was obvious that Wang Chuan's gaze turned hostile, and he immediately tried to push Ji Nanshu out, but Ji Xingyu blocked him.

Shu Cheng glanced at the half-open door at the front of the courtyard and said to Wang Chuan, "We mean no harm."

The entire Huaining Village was shrouded in yin energy, and the place with the heaviest yin energy was the house behind Wang Chuan.

"Get out!! Get out! I don't need you!" Wang Chuan suddenly became agitated, waving his arms in an attempt to drive Ji Nanshu and the other two out.

Ji Xingyu grabbed Wang Chuan's hand, twisted his arm behind his back, and shouted, "Don't move!"

"Waaaaah--"

Just then, the baby girl in Wang Chuan started crying loudly, seemingly startled awake by the two's movements.

Ji Nanshu snatched the baby girl from his arms, put a finger to his lips, and said, "Shh."

Ji Nanshu gently patted the baby girl's back, humming an unknown tune. The baby girl's cries gradually subsided, and with a "pop" of a snot bubble, she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

"Hmm... let him go."

Ji Xingyu obediently released Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan shook his arm, staring intently at Ji Nanshu, wanting to snatch his daughter back from Ji Nanshu's grasp, but he hesitated to act for fear of hurting his daughter.

"What exactly do you want?! Killing my wife wasn't enough, now you want to harm my daughter too?!"

Just as Ji Nanshu was about to say something, a sharp and sarcastic voice came from outside the door. "Who killed your wife? It was clearly your wife who was promiscuous and seduced men everywhere. Who in this village doesn't know that?"

"My husband was seduced by your slutty wife, always going to her! Let me tell you! Now that my husband is dead, neither of you will get away with this!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuan's eyes reddened, and he retorted excitedly, "You're talking nonsense!!! My Xiuxiu was killed by people like you!! I will not let you get away with this!"

"Oh, they won't let us go? These people are celestial masters sent from above! They'll definitely take you all away and make Xu Xiu's soul fly away!!"

Ji Nanshu raised his eyelids and glanced at the woman outside the door. She was about forty years old, short and plump, with dark skin. She wasn't bad-looking, but her sharp and mean face made her look particularly ugly.

"Ha, let me tell you..."

Seeing that the baby girl in his arms was about to cry again, Ji Nanshu sighed helplessly. With a swift movement, a loud slap was heard, and the middle-aged woman outside the door had her face twisted to one side.

"So noisy!"

Wow, this youngest brother is so charismatic! And he's kind of handsome, what's up with that?!

"You bunch of bastards, how dare you hit me?! Is there no justice in this world?! Someone's being beaten! Come quick! The officials from the city are beating people!!!"

"Aaaaaaah, let go of me!!!"

The middle-aged woman screamed and threw a tantrum, lunging forward to fight back, but Ji Xingyu swiftly pressed her down outside the door. Ji Xingyu glanced at the villagers watching the commotion nearby and coldly said, "Get out!"

Shu Cheng was already in a bad mood, and the middle-aged woman's tantrum only made him angrier. His face darkened, and his tone became icy. "Do you think you bear no responsibility for Xu Xiu's death? If you keep this up, just wait for Xu Xiu to come after you one by one!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strong wind suddenly picked up from the previously gloomy sky, as if to confirm Shu Cheng's words.

Upon seeing this, the villagers scattered in all directions. The middle-aged woman trembled with fright, broke free from Ji Xingyu's grasp, and slunk back to her own home.

Ji Nanshu then returned the baby girl to Wang Chuan, saying, "My companion just said we meant no harm. I'll come back tonight; if you'd like, we can talk."

Without waiting for Wang Chuan's reply, he turned and left.

Shu Cheng asked, puzzled, " Mr. Ji, why do you still want to talk to Wang Chuan? Did he kill him?"

Ji Nanshu shook his head. "I was talking to Xu Xiu."

"You mean... Xu Xiu was nearby just now?! But it's not even dark yet... Could it be that in just a few days her resentment has almost made her break through to the Green Ghost?!"

"She's inside the room," Ji Nanshu explained. "The village chief isn't telling the truth; I need to know the real story."

Shu Cheng was silent for a few seconds, then asked with some surprise, "Does the truth... matter?"

"Important." Ji Nanshu glanced back at Wang Chuan's residence. "Those who don't know the truth need to know what kind of torture she suffered, and the dead Xu Xiu, the living Wang Chuan, and their daughter... all need justice."

People say that justice resides in the hearts of the people and that right and wrong will be judged by public opinion, but what about those who cannot be judged, those who have been wronged?

As the national advisor of the Qiang Kingdom, he knew that many people who were wronged or killed did not want compensation, but simply justice.

Often it's not that the country doesn't want to give, but that the criminals are too cunning. Since we can't give them through conventional means, let them settle their grievances and take revenge on their own.

This has always been Ji Nanshu's practice.

Back at the guesthouse, the village chief came to call them for dinner.

During dinner, Shu Cheng asked, "Village Chief, there are some discrepancies between what you told us about our trip to Wang Chuan's house earlier. Did anything else happen after that?"

The village chief paused almost imperceptibly as he picked up food with his chopsticks. He sighed, put down his chopsticks, took out a cigarette from his bag, lit it, took a drag, and then said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid you'll all laugh at me if I told you... If I, as the village chief, had discovered these things earlier, whether by calling the police or stopping them, so many families wouldn't have been ruined... It's all my fault!!"

"Those people, fearing Xu Xiu's revenge, after Xu Xiu burial, somehow found a Daoist priest who placed a seal and curse on Xu Xiu... Xu Xiu was wronged! Her resentment grew even stronger, and somehow she broke through the seal, which is why..."

After saying that, Shu Cheng glanced at Ji Nanshu subconsciously, and then continued, "Then later, I'll trouble the village chief to find someone to take us to Xu Xiu's grave."

"This..."

Shu Cheng: "What's wrong? The village chief looks troubled?"

The village chief shook his head. "It seems too dangerous at night, I'm afraid no one would be willing to go..."

Ji Nanshu put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "Then let's ask Wang Chuan to take us there."

After hearing this, the village chief could no longer refuse and had no choice but to agree.

After the meal, the village chief called his son, who then led Ji Nanshu and his group to Wang Chuan's house.

Wang Chuan held his daughter, his face still expressionless, and the look in his eyes as he looked at the village chief and the other man was filled with a hatred that Xu Yongnian and the others could not understand.

Ji Nanshu poked the baby girl's cheek. "She blew bubbles."

Xu Yongnian and others:... Is this the time to talk about this?

Wang Chuan's daughter seemed to really like Ji Nanshu, reaching out to hug him and making "ah ah" sounds.

Wang Chuan hesitated for a moment, glanced back, and then handed his daughter to Ji Nanshu.

"She'll be a blessed child." Ji Nanshu held the baby girl in one arm and placed a lucky charm around her neck. "Let's go, take us to Xu Xiu's grave."

Wang Chuan's dark eyes were fixed on the village chief's family, his gaze devoid of any smile, yet a wide arc curved his lips, conveying utter coldness as he said, "Fine... as long as you're not afraid to die..."

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