Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 236 - 209: A Master Is a Master—Their Temperament Is Unlike Ordinary People
This is just like a toad that doesn’t bite but is still annoying. Although Liu Cheng couldn’t do much, a few words from him could cause real psychological harm.
For instance, Zhou Zhicheng merely imagined someone saying those words to him, and he couldn’t resist the urge to punch the person.
So he looked worriedly at Mu Yunchu who was standing beside him.
But he found that her expression hadn’t changed at all.
He couldn’t help but be amazed.
A master is a master; her temperament was different from ordinary people. To remain unfazed in such a situation was indeed beyond what ordinary people could achieve.
Zhou Zhicheng nodded as he contemplated this.
But barely had he nodded twice before Mu Yunchu’s actions caught his attention.
He saw her suddenly extend her hand, pointing delicately in Liu Cheng’s direction. A white light vaguely flashed across his vision, heading straight for Liu Cheng. Zhou Zhicheng wanted to see clearly, but in the blink of an eye, the light disappeared into Liu Cheng’s body.
As he wondered about what that was, Mu Yunchu spoke up.
"You can continue speaking."
Mu Yunchu’s words left the other two people in the room, aside from herself, visibly stunned.
What did that mean?
Ordinarily, one would want the other person to shut up.
Why would she let him continue speaking?
But beyond this confusion, Liu Cheng’s smile soon grew even wider, and the light in his eyes shone as if he’d found some treasure.
"So, you really are a slut..."
He intended to say that Mu Yunchu must enjoy hearing these words, so she must be a slut.
However, before he could finish the second character, he was seized by a piercing, bone-crushing pain.
What was that feeling like? It was as if every crevice in his bones had a fine needle stuck in, making him instantly speechless from the pain.
Clutching his chest painfully, his expression caused Zhou Zhicheng, who was standing nearby, to jump in fright.
Instinctively, he wanted to call a doctor immediately.
He couldn’t have the suspect dying at the police station before the case was solved.
"He’s fine." Mu Yunchu’s voice halted his next move. "He’s just been hit by a Silence Curse."
Though her words were light, they carried a chill that penetrated to the bone.
"Silence Curse?" Zhou Zhicheng was compelled to focus on these three words and based on his understanding, ventured a guess. "Shouldn’t that make him unable to speak?"
But now... obviously, it didn’t seem like that.
Mu Yunchu smiled lightly, "I just added some settings on top of the original Word Spirit Curse."
She liked adding variables to ancient spells so they could exert different effects in different circumstances.
Like now.
"As long as he says anything unpleasant, the pain will increase a level. It feels like silver needles are flowing in his blood."
Zhou Zhicheng: "..."
However, it was apparent that Liu Cheng didn’t believe Mu Yunchu’s explanation. Enduring the agony, he sneered disdainfully, "Who are you trying to fool?"
"I must have just gone numb from sitting for too long; it’ll be fine after a while."
He didn’t believe such mysterious occurrences existed in the world.
All that talk about cultivation and spells sounded like a bunch of nonsense.
Mu Yunchu seemed to have expected his reaction from the start, "Then go ahead and try continuing."
"Fine, I’ll try." Liu Cheng, provoked, spewed profanities one after another. After he finished his tirade, he suddenly froze. Only his pupils slowly widened, and a few beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, followed by a painful howl echoing through the corridor.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The entire floor heard his voice, and some, not knowing the situation, exchanged frightened glances with colleagues.
But others, knowing who was locked in that room, feared something had gone wrong after hearing the sound. Several police officers, being nearby, rushed over to see the bizarre scene at the doorway.
Zhou Zhicheng and Mu Yunchu were standing about three meters away from Liu Cheng, whose arrogance had vanished; he clung to a small table, repeatedly banging his head against it.
The interrogation room was rather soundproof, yet they could hear every sound clearly from outside the door.
It was enough to guess how much force he used while banging.
"It hurts! Ugh, ahhhh..."
The pain far surpassed anything he had experienced before.
In a dazed state, painful memories surfaced, and he began babbling incoherently.
"Please don’t hit me anymore, I really know I’m wrong."
"I’ll never run again, never!"
"No, don’t..."
As his eyes rolled back, about to lose consciousness, Zhou Zhicheng feared something might happen.
Just as he raised his hand, Mu Yunchu sent another beam of light over.
"What is this...?"
Though he guessed it might be to save Liu Cheng, Zhou Zhicheng couldn’t help but ask.
Mu Yunchu replied, "It’s to keep him conscious."
Zhou Zhicheng: "..."
He glanced at the air conditioner, feeling as if the interrogation room was particularly cold today.
Keeping him conscious means he won’t faint. But since Mu Yunchu didn’t mention stopping his pain, it would mean he would stay conscious and endure the pain?
Zhou Zhicheng instinctively rubbed his arms and vowed internally never to mess with Mu Yunchu in the future.
He couldn’t help but sigh. Considering how He Jiarong had antagonized her, Mu Yunchu had shown considerable restraint.
...
Ensuring Liu Cheng wouldn’t pass out, he endured the pain while begging Mu Yunchu for mercy.
"Auntie, I was wrong, I really was."
He didn’t know she was so formidable.
"Please, spare my life. I’m in unbearable pain."
"Weren’t you trying to ask me something? I’ll talk, I’ll tell you everything, just lift it, and I’ll talk."
Zhou Zhicheng watched him, noticing his complete turn of attitude, and pursed his lips, but felt quite pleased internally.
Such a big problem was resolved so easily by Mu Yunchu.
This shouldn’t count as private punishment, right?
Yes, clearly it was his own foul words that earned him this consequence; what did it have to do with them?
Mu Yunchu didn’t answer immediately but carefully observed the aura around Liu Cheng.
Ordinary people are surrounded by yang energy, but if they’ve interacted a lot with spirits, there would be the mingling of dead spirits’ yin energy. Black and foggy.
Just like Liu Cheng now.
But the energy around him didn’t look quite normal. There was a hint of dark red within the black, subtle but noticeable upon closer inspection, adding more eeriness.
Mu Yunchu narrowed her eyes, showing little interest in Liu Cheng’s offer.
From start to finish, she had been in complete control.
"Don’t think I really intend to learn something from you."
Liu Cheng was taken aback.
He had a sense of foreboding.
Then Mu Yunchu revealed his residential address.
"Building 16, Unit 3, Floor 7, Apartment 8, Nanxiang District."
