OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 983: I Am the Kunshan Goddess You Seek!
To avoid letting the family know, Liu Jiru left home on his own.
He sincerely intended to go to the village his sister mentioned to find the Third Old Lady.
Shoude Village is a bit distant, not in the deep mountains, but on the fields in the suburb.
Fortunately, it’s relatively easy to find.
Liu Jiru entered the village, inquired with a few passing villagers, and finally found where the Third Old Lady lived.
However, he wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.
He always felt like someone was following him.
Liu Jiru turned around but saw no one.
He knocked on the wooden door.
"Excuse me, does the Third Old Lady live here?" Liu Jiru asked.
However, there was no response for quite a while.
Liu Jiru knocked again, unexpectedly finding the door unlocked, and it opened with a couple of pushes.
He froze, then slowly pushed the door open and entered.
In the yard were bizarre and terrifying objects.
Masks of spirits and demons, and two black raincoats of an unknown material.
On both sides of the door were not couplets but two hanging black cat skins.
The eyes of those black cats were eerie green.
By this point, Liu Jiru was already somewhat scared.
"Come on in?" Suddenly, an aged voice came from inside the door.
Liu Jiru trembled all over.
He hurriedly stated his intentions.
"My sister said she’s your disciple and asked me to give you this earring, begging you to come to the capital to help her."
Liu Jiru handed over the earring, and from the dark room emerged a withered old hand.
The nails were long and black, with grime-like residues inside.
Liu Jiru was bewildered and suspicious in his heart.
Although he hadn’t seen the Goddess’s true appearance.
The Goddess he dreamt of last night was not an old woman.
But a young maiden!
At that moment, the woman inside cursed, "This one must have refused advice and now caused trouble!"
Liu Jiru came back to his senses.
Zhi’er, afraid of being discovered, was eavesdropping near the wall.
However, the sounds were not clear.
The old woman seemed to have lowered her voice while speaking to Liu Jiru.
She just intended to use Mana, but suddenly felt a cold wind behind her.
Zhi’er turned and saw Feng Fuce’s familiar, stern face right beside her.
She opened her mouth ready to call out.
Feng Fuce’s long fingers pressed against her lips.
He gestured for her not to make a sound.
"If you want to listen, don’t stay here; let’s get a clearer view."
Then, Feng Fuce wrapped an arm around Zhi’er’s waist, directly taking to the air.
They stood above the old woman and Liu Jiru.
Not only could they see everything clearly, but they could also hear it very well.
More importantly, Zhi’er realized they couldn’t be seen by the others.
It must be that Feng Fuce used an illusion spell again. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
She looked up, blinking her big eyes, and asked, "Brother Ce, why are you here?"
Feng Fuce’s thin lips curled with a smirk.
"A little rascal tricked me to wait by the lake to enjoy the scenery, but she suddenly didn’t show up, so I had to come and see what you’re busy with."
Zhi’er sheepishly smiled sweetly.
"Oh, it’s just a sudden situation. Earlier, this young lad passed by me, and I saw blood disaster upon him, wondering if I should come to help."
But now Zhi’er got a clear look at the person’s appearance.
She frowned and said, "How come it’s another Liu family member, do they have a connection with me?"
Feng Fuce glanced at Liu Jiru below, raised his brow and asked, "Do you know him?"
"Um, not really, last night he begged me many times in his dreams to help save his sister."
Such a naive person, still thinking Liu Yingnan is innocent.
At that moment, Feng Fuce’s voice turned cold, "That person is coming out."
Zhi’er quickly looked over.
From the dark house emerged an elderly woman with full gray hair.
She seemed close to sixty, the wrinkles on her face made her appear extremely stern.
Not only Liu Jiru, but even Zhi’er was stunned.
Then, this woman said coldly, "That’s right, I am the one you’re looking for, the Kunshan Goddess!"
Liu Jiru found it hard to believe.
Zhi’er watching from the heavens felt her anger rising in her brow and eyes.
She rolled up her sleeves, "She’s talking nonsense! I don’t look like that!"
If it weren’t for Feng Fuce holding her waist, she would have rushed down to expose this old fraud.
