Chapter 142 (2/2)

After Nan Xun has set up the burial and told Cuihuan where the Feng Shui Bao she chose was, she laid in the coffin, shoulder to shoulder with the dead Yan Han.3

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

When Cuihuan felt something was wrong, she hurried over to check her furen’s breath. The person who was just talking to her had passed.

Cuihuan wailed while holding the side of the coffin while her husband held her comfortingly.

Nan Xun’s soul was extracted from the vessel. Instead of looking back at her old body and Yan Han in the coffin, she said to little eight: “Let’s go.”

Little eight was very happy. Seeing her so determined, he immediately broke to the void.

At the next moment, as Nan Xun’s soul twisted and was about to leave this world, Nan Xun’s eyes suddenly widened.

She sensed a force dragging her backwards, preventing her from leaving the world.

Little eight also felt it, and couldn’t help exclaim, “What’s going on! Why does this world still have so much energy? It shouldn’t be ah!”

Little eight immediately worked and increased his spiritual power output. Nan Xun finally felt the external force getting further and further from her.

One person and one beast had escaped from that world safety.

When Nan Xun opened her eyes again, she was stabbed by the dazzling bright light in front of her and closed her eyes immediately.

“Su Mobai, let me tell you! Now that the witness and the material evidence are here, don’t try to make up a story to wash4 yourself. Hurry up and tell the truth, how did you kill Cheng Hao! Laozi has been with you for so long! If you don’t confess, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

The swearing made Nan Xun frown. This man’s voice was thick and coarse, it sounded terrible.

When she finally adapted to the dazzling light in the room, Nan Xun finally saw where she was, and her face showed confusion.

This is … where the police station interrogates the prisoners?

The man sitting across from her wore a police uniform. He was three big and five thick.5 When he spoke, he revealed a big bucktooth, it really didn’t flatter him, his face really wasn’t tolerable.6

It turned out that the policeman was so ugly, no wonder they arranged prisoners to be questioned via torture here.

Nan Xun moved her hands and feet again, and the clanging of metal colliding began to sound.

Her hands and feet were shackled.

Then, a large wave of memories overflowed Nan Xun. After receiving the memories, Nan Xun lowered her head and saw her flat… chest.

This time, he didn’t wait for Nan Xun to ask him, little eight began to shout, “Ma, mommy ah, why is it like this, ahh, I’m going to die, wearing the wrong body!”

Nan Xun remained calm even though little eight seemed to have lost his mind, “… … So, little eight, are you trying to tell me, that you let me wear a man?”7

Ying ying ying, little eight cried loudly, “When I came to this world to investigate, I found a miserable female soul who suffered a terrible death to help. But then I happened to see an even more miserable soul. I thought that he was much too pitiful, so in passing I decided to guide his soul to peace instead.”

Nan Xun said, “This ghost is my current body, called Su Mobai. Can you tell me how miserable his death was?”

Little eight coughed and whispered, “He was bullied to death in prison.”8

Nan Xun: !