C29 Ma Tianlai

In the past, I did go to Master Ma's house and saw the smoke lingering inside. The mysteriousness was comparable to my master's.

However, I have never personally seen him use his methods.

I have only heard about his helping the neighbors to look at their illnesses.

Only now that I was in the middle of it all and personally felt his methods, I could feel how magical he was.

In less than a bag of cigarettes, my entire feeling had changed.

It was as if I was not staying in Master's house, but was brought down by Master Ma …

The strange coldness had already not only felt on my skin, but had also penetrated my muscles and bones, reaching my bone marrow and the depths of my soul.

Hiss —

So damn cold!

I could not help but shiver!

Master did not even blink as he stared at Master Ma.

As the surrounding temperature became lower and lower, Master's expression became more and more solemn. Under the illumination of the dim candlelight, his expression seemed to be uncertain.

Suddenly, Master Ma paused.

Hualala —

With a light sound, half a handful of rice fell down along the palm that was holding it.

At the same time, his body stiffened, like a dried corpse, and he leaned against the wall beside the wooden bed.

"Who is so bored as to torture me?"

"Is Mister Yin Yang that great? He can torture me as he pleases?"

These words came out from Master Ma's mouth.

The voice was soft and gentle. It was the voice of the little wife.

Master Ma seemed to have frozen at this moment. The expression on his face froze at the moment before he fell.

However, his pair of blank and lifeless eyes were staring straight at me.

His mouth moved stiffly, but he was speaking for the little wife.

This scene was too strange. Even though I had been warned by my master in advance, I could not help but take two steps back.

In my fear, I grabbed Master's arm again. It seemed that this way, I would feel more secure.

At that moment, I did not care about my image as a man. As long as I was not killed by the little wife, it would be fine.

"Huh? You... you're not dead? How is this possible?"

While I was retreating, Master Ma's neck was twisting stiffly. He kept staring in my direction, and his tone of voice was filled with doubt.

Master slapped and pulled me to hide behind him. Then, he took two steps forward and almost faced the little wife.

"He is my last disciple. How could he die so easily? Tell me, what grievances and wishes do you have? I'll help you settle them."

"However, you have to return the things you took from him."

"If there is even the slightest mistake, I will capture you even if I have to go to the netherworld!"

His master’s words were so domineering that I suddenly saw him in a new light.

I used to think that my master was a bully and only bullied us because we were good.

I never thought that my master was fierce on the inside, but fierce on the outside!

Hearing his master’s words, he didn’t treat his little wife as a dish.

If the other party dared to play by the rules, my master was confident that he could teach her a lesson.

I hid behind my master and became more confident. I had the energy to figure out what I did to my little wife.

Could it be that I pissed on her?

No… No way!

I pissed straight into the yard next to mine. I couldn’t have pissed into the coffin!

I don’t have that ability!

The voice of my little wife filled with resentment sounded again, but it was still soft and gentle. “Humph! You’re good! This kid can live until now, so he’s lucky.”

“You can have me return the things, but you have to promise me a few things.”

Her voice was squeezed out from between her teeth. It was fierce and full of hatred.

I felt uncomfortable when I heard her voice.

If I had my master’s skills, I would have kicked her a few times.

I grabbed her by the neck and scolded, “Who the hell are you? Can you talk nicely?”

As these thoughts flashed through my mind, the young wife had already started to state her conditions.

The first condition was for her master to help her get her life back.

"My ex-husband, Zhao Wenbin, and his good brother, Qian Lih, must die!" The young wife said.

According to her, the rumors outside said that the couple had jumped off the building together because of their business failure.

In fact, those were all bullshit.

The real reason was that the young wife occupied sixty percent of the company's profit. Her husband had an ulterior motive and was unwilling to let the large amount of money fall into her daughter-in-law's pocket. That was why he had the idea to kill her.

Although Zhao Wenbin usually acted like a human being in the company, when he returned home, he became a coward who was afraid of his wife. If it was just him, he wouldn't even dare to kill his wife.

In the business dealings, Zhao Wenbin had a brother who had worked with him for many years, called Qian Lih.

Qian Lih was not only very smart in business, but he was also very scheming and cunning when it came to scheming against others.

Under Qian Lih's advice, Zhao Wenbin finally made up his mind. First, he secretly gave his wife sleeping pills. While she was asleep, he covered her mouth and tied her up with a rope.

After doing all of this, Zhao Wenbin used the octagonal hammer and knocked on his wife's left cheek thirty-six times. Only then did he kill her.

In fact, when the second and third hammer fell, his wife suddenly woke up from the pain. She cried and looked at Zhao Wenbin with a pitiful gaze, begging him to let her go.

However, at that time, Zhao Wenbin acted as if he was possessed. He was extremely cold-blooded and ignored his wife's cries. His heart was as hard as a stone.

Furthermore, the thirty-six strikes he struck were very regular.

The first twelve strikes woke her up, the middle twelve strikes knocked her out, and the last twelve strikes killed her.

The entire process was completed by Zhao Wenbin alone.

After killing his wife, he took out a yellow map and wrapped the two ends of the octagonal hammer in it. Then, he hid it in his bosom.

It was only at this moment that Zhao Wenbin seemed to realize something. He looked at the corpse in a daze and took a few steps back in fright. He sat on the ground like a pile of mud.

Perhaps it was because of the intense fear, Zhao Wenbin's eyes were empty. He took off his glasses and revealed them like the eyes of a dead fish.

At this moment, the bedroom door rang. It was Qian Lih who came in.

He comforted Zhao Wenbin in a low voice and reminded him with good intentions that he must not delay. He had to deal with the corpse as soon as possible.

After that, the two of them carried the corpse to the open-air balcony. They placed the corpse on the left side of the balcony. After releasing their hands, they created the illusion that the corpse had fallen down the building.

As for Zhao Wenbin, with the help of his brother, Qian Lih, he pretended to jump off the building and was caught by the clothes hanging downstairs. He was lucky enough to not die, so it was only natural that he was caught.

When the young wife was telling the story with a strong hatred, my scalp was numb and my heart was beating fast. Sometimes, I was so scared that my heart would even skip a beat.

This usually weak Zhao Wenbin was really ruthless when he was fighting!

Why did he have to do it?

Not to mention a married couple, even if it was a big tree in front of the door, it would take a long time for him to notice it.

Just as he was thinking about all this, he suddenly caught two strong points in his mind.

First, the young wife was dead. How could she know so much about the details behind it?

Could it be that Zhao Wenbin or Qian Lih told her?

This... This was unreasonable!

Second, I heard that after the young wife fell off the building, she didn't die immediately.

She was sent to the hospital by the ambulance and only died after a long time.

But according to the young wife, she died before falling off the building.

This... What was going on?

Could it be that... the young wife was blinded?