Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 677: Rong Gu’s Domain

Although the current situation seems not very good, Yun Ran is not very anxious.

Plans to first see what condition the person being hanged is in.

But Yun Ran found the blood stains on that person disgusting, too filthy, so she stopped about a meter away from the person hanging.

The good news is, this person is still alive, the bad news is, this person has suffered so much and is still muttering curses softly.

Yun Ran listened and only heard "~blah blah... I’ll kill you... blah blah~."

She looked around, and Yun Ran’s gaze fell on the only chair.

With one hand, she picked up the chair and smashed it heavily, and it instantly broke into pieces.

Then she picked up the longest broken wood strip and lifted the hair of the person hanging to see the face clearly.

Oh my, wasn’t this Zhang Weilin, how did she become like this.

"How did you become like this?"

If this place weren’t so empty that it could be seen at a glance, with Zhang Weilin’s current appearance, Yun Ran would have thought she encountered some trap.

"Save... save me..."

It would be better if Zhang Weilin hadn’t said that, once she did, Yun Ran immediately stepped back several paces.

Not to mention there is already grudges between her and Zhang Weilin, even without grudges, she wouldn’t rashly save anyone in such a situation.

Sacrificing oneself for righteousness and repaying grievance with virtue are nice qualities but have nothing to do with her.

Zhang Weilin watched Yun Ran retreat, her eyes already filled with terror and despair, suddenly grew dim.

"First, tell me, what’s your situation?"

What Yun Ran couldn’t see was a fierce little ghost clinging to Zhang Weilin, constantly gnawing at her body.

This pain pierces the soul, countless times more painful than the wounds on the body.

When Yun Ran approached Zhang Weilin, the little ghost’s gaze was fixed on Yun Ran, filled with greed.

Unfortunately, when the little ghost tried to approach Yun Ran, it felt a burning pain like fiery fire, making it unable to get close.

The little ghost, already temperamental, vented all its anger on Zhang Weilin, gnawing at her even harder.

Zhang Weilin was completely lost in her pain, let alone answering Yun Ran, even keeping her mind clear was impossible.

Fortunately, Yun Ran is knowledgeable, even if she can’t see the little ghost now, it’s not hard to guess from Zhang Weilin’s painful appearance that this is a sign of being backfired by her own raised little ghosts.

Yun Ran immediately stepped back two more paces, at any time, staying away from such people who suffered consequences is the best policy.

She is more interested now in how Rong Gu managed to get her here.

Not mentioning Xuan Chu from Heavenly Dao Village, just the little paperman by her side, and the protective magical artifact on her body.

Wanting to take her away silently is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Although Zhang Weilin’s painful moans still lingered in her ears, Yun Ran already directly sat cross-legged down, began meditating and thinking, not affected at all.

Meanwhile, Rong Gu, watching Yun Ran from a basement, saw Yun Ran surprisingly sitting down calmly like this.

Without any thought of rescuing the hanging Zhang Weilin, made Rong Gu’s face turn very grim.

Rong Gu had already prepared a trap for Yun Ran, as long as Yun Ran began to rescue, all the curse on Zhang Weilin would transfer to Yun Ran.

But she never thought, Yun Ran, clearly from the Xuan Sect Righteous Path, could watch an ’innocent’ suffer with wide eyes.

The cup in Rong Gu’s hand was instantly crushed, and she bitterly spat out a few words: "Indeed a hypocrite disguised in righteousness!"

If Yun Ran heard these words, she would definitely roll her eyes direly.

And might sarcastically add: Oh come on, do you really think all Xuanmen Righteous Path members are fools, seeing traps yet jumping inside, whoever wants to be a stupid deer can go ahead, she won’t!

After a long while, Yun Ran finally comprehended the crux, this place should be Rong Gu’s Domain.

Rong Gu, to bring her here without alerting anyone, the most crucial part must be concerning He Tu.

Rong Gu anticipated she would save the dying He Tu, so made arrangements beforehand on He Tu’s body.

When He Tu showed up at her villa, Rong Gu’s Domain was unlocked.

Yun Ran lightly sighed, although Rong Gu sustaining this Domain undoubtedly comes with a hefty price.

Yet with Yun Ran’s current situation, wanting to rip through this Domain and escape is virtually impossible.

Of course, even if her abilities weren’t sealed, getting out would be extremely hard.

The owner of a Domain is equivalent to being the master of this space, those trapped inside are naturally oppressed.

After considering, Yun Ran tried contacting Ginsengfruit, for a long time, there was no response.

Ah, she just knew this would happen, tried and resigned.

Rong Gu watching Yun Ran, unperturbed, her brow still furrowed.

After some time, she saw with her own eyes Yun Ran, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly shifted to a lazy posture, propped her head with her hand, and lay down on the ground.

This did not fit any of the scenarios Rong Gu imagined.

She believed with Yun Ran’s intellect, she would quickly infer the true situation here.

And she aimed to shatter Yun Ran’s Dao Heart while Yun Ran panicked and urgently sought self-rescue.

But now, Yun Ran clearly demonstrated a scummy appearance, like a salted fish, not even willing to roll over.

Rong Gu’s previously confident expression completely cracked.

"Does Yun Ran have any illness, where’s the semblance of ambition!"

While Rong Gu raged to death.

The little papermen within the villa finally noticed something amiss.

They were still stationed according to the previous instructions, guarding the master’s room door and window balcony positions.

Clearly no foreign breath was detected, not even a trace of air fluctuation.

The master’s breathing sound grew weaker until it suddenly vanished.

Small papermen stuck to the window extended their heads, gazing inside the room.

Even in the dark, as long as the little papermen willed, they could easily discern everything.

Yun Ran’s bed, the quilt maintained Yun Ran’s sleeping curvature.

"Master?"

Within the room, naturally, there was no response.

The little papermen instantly panicked, no matter how soundly the master slept, as long as they made a sound, the master would wake and respond to them.

Other little papermen, almost simultaneously, appeared next to Yun Ran’s bed, reached to lift Yun Ran’s quilt.

Lying on the bed was a cloth puppet, identical in height and size to Yun Ran.