Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 481
Jun Chuyue narrowed her eyes.

This is too hard to be soft, have you started to play the emotional card?
Unfortunately……

She raised her eyes and glanced across the body of the deceased, and then slowly fell back to the face of the deceased brother in front of her, sweeping his eyebrows, eyes and facial features bit by bit——

"Your family?" She curved her lips mockingly.

Immediately afterwards, an icy aura burst out at this moment.

She is not as flamboyant as Murong Fengyuan, with "bad temper, don't get close to strangers" clearly written on her face.

She is hidden, perhaps because the habit of living in the temple for many years has been engraved in her bones. She never shows her dangerous side to outsiders casually. What she usually shows is always indifferent and serenity.

Just like lotus.

Out of the mud but not stained, but who knows, apart from the elegant and indifferent figure exposed to the water, what kind of existence will be buried under the mud?
The deceased's younger brother finally felt the danger.

He heard Jun Chuyue's sneering tone and asked word by word: "Do you dare to call the deceased elder brother in person and say that you are the younger brother of his mother?"

His eyes widened suddenly.

Why did she say that?
Does she know anything?
But this woman is clearly a stranger with a foreign accent, she doesn't look like someone from Guang'an County, how could she know that he is not...

"..."

The younger brother of the deceased opened his mouth and yelled, "Why don't you dare? He is my elder brother and we are an old lady. Why am I not his younger brother?"

Anyway, there is no proof of death, and the people here are all with him, no matter what the woman asks, he just insists on it.

The deceased brother thought to himself.

But the sneer on Jun Chuyue's face made him unconsciously start to feel guilty again, he always had a feeling of being seen thoroughly, as if this woman really knew the truth——

Nonsence!

impossible!
He was just scaring himself, what would he be afraid of when everyone was dead.

"It seems that you don't want to tell the truth anymore." Jun Chuyue sighed, and then went to look at the woman, who was the wife of the deceased: "Then what about you, what do you have to say?"

"Me? I, what do I want to say, I don't know what to say..." The deceased's wife was so startled by the successive incidents that she couldn't even speak. When she saw Jun Chuyue looking at her, she immediately shook her body Take a big step back—

If it wasn't for Jun Chuyue's Niao Tingting standing there, others would have thought she was being stared at by some scourge.

"Don't you tell me?"

There seemed to be a look of disappointment in Jun Chuyue's eyes.

She waited for a few more seconds, and saw that the wife of the deceased really didn't mean to say anything, so she shook her head: "People say that a husband and wife can enjoy a hundred days of kindness every day, that they can cross the same boat after a hundred years of cultivation, and sleep together after a thousand years of cultivation. Is there no trace of nostalgia and affection?"

She seemed to be expressing emotion, her voice was clear and shallow without much ups and downs.

But when it landed in the ears of the deceased's wife, it was like a heavy hammer hitting her. Her eyes widened and her legs and feet were so weak that she could hardly stand. Finally, with a plop, she fell to sit next to the deceased again.

Jun Chuyue shook off the deceased's younger brother and walked over step by step in front of the deceased's wife. As the distance approached, her figure gradually magnified in the eyes of the deceased's wife until it was fixed half a step away from her.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"..."

Jun Chuyue didn't go to see the deceased's wife who was questioning her. She stared straight at the deceased, squatted down again, and opened his eyelids with two fingers, only to see that the pupils had dilated. Anyone who looked at him would regard him as dead.

but--

"Since none of you are telling the truth, the only thing left to do is to let the person involved tell the truth."

She opened her mouth as if she was discussing the weather, but what she said was not so common. It was said that except for Murong Fengyuan, everyone in the pharmacy, from the deceased's brother and wife, to the shopkeeper of the pharmacy And buddy, this time they all showed the same look——

Shock!

Let the dead speak?
This bragging is too big!
The shopkeeper of the pharmacy smiled wryly and came forward to dissuade him: "Girl, what these people said just now is right, the dead are the most important. I know that you want to find out the truth out of good intentions, but this disrespectful thing to the dead is really unacceptable." ..."

A figure stood in front of him abruptly.

He raised his eyes to meet the man's clear but cold face.

The oppressive feeling came in an instant.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy suddenly lost his voice, and the words behind him swirled back and forth in his throat, but he didn't dare to say it again.

"Noisy! Back off!" Murong Fengyuan said.

Others don't believe it, but he has no doubts about Jun Chuyue.

He firmly believes that his little wife is definitely not a person who does nothing for nothing, let alone talking nonsense. Since she said that she can make the deceased speak, then the deceased will definitely be able to speak the truth.

It was too late to say it, but Jun Chuyue took out an exquisite small box from her arms.

Murong Fengyuan narrowed his eyes suddenly, and a faint smile appeared in his phoenix eyes.

He knew about that small box, his wife never left her side, and it contained sixteen golden needles.

The small box was opened, and then the woman flipped her wrist, and several glittering gold needles were held between her fingers.

Naturally, the deceased's wife and his party couldn't see anything, but the shopkeeper of the pharmacy couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is?!" Looking at Jun Chuyue, his eyes changed again——

Golden needles?
This is a technique that has been lost for a long time, no wonder this woman is so swearing, it turns out to be the true biography of a master...

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy inadvertently brought a trace of fanaticism in his eyes, and instantly drew up hundreds of procedures for apprenticeship and learning skills in his mind.

Of course, Jun Chuyue didn't know what the pharmacy shopkeeper was thinking. She squinted her eyes, and was concentrating on aiming at the major acupoints around the body of the deceased, Baihui, Renzhong, Shenque...

Then measure it with true spirit.

Looking at the series of actions, the younger brother of the deceased was nervous and anxious.

If you want to come up and stop it, every time you move your foot, Murong Fengyuan's substantive eyes will fall over in an instant, as if warning him not to move around, but he can only hope that this woman is bragging That's all, the deceased was so dead that even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save him.

However, things backfired.

As the last golden needle was pulled out from the dead man's Shenque acupoint, under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, the dead man's fingers moved slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

The one who reacted the most was the wife of the deceased.

She almost scrambled away from the dead man, and shouted as she retreated: "Don't, don't look for me, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to kill you, don't look for me—"

Jun Chuyue slightly hooked her lips.

Murong Fengyuan was still expressionless, handsome and indifferent.

(End of this chapter)