Chapter 1408 Rules

"Did you see Wu Yuhuan's body?" Jiang Cheng asked, "What does the body look like?"

Hearing this, the man's face was embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, "No, everyone is dead, what's so interesting about the corpse, but the people in the Hou Mansion are too stingy. If someone dies in the Hou Mansion, no funeral expenses will be paid. Forget it, even the grave is empty. This loser will deserve to be poor in his next life. The man spat on the ground, his tone was light as if he was not talking about his daughter, but a stranger. stranger.

The fat man's blood pressure rose after hearing this, "She is your daughter, and she is dead, and you still talk about her like this. Do you have any conscience at all?"

The man curled his lips and didn't take it seriously, "What is conscience? Can it be used as food or as money? Besides, she is my daughter. I can do whatever I want. Do you have anything else? If nothing happens, leave quickly! "

Jiang Cheng stopped the fat man who was about to beat him and glanced at one of the thatched houses. There were several women's clothes hanging on the rack outside the room. "I want to talk to your daughter. Is Wu Yujiao here?"

The man suddenly showed a businessman's face and grinned his yellow teeth. "My daughter is a young lady. How can she meet a strange man like you? If word spreads..."

Jiang Cheng took out a few broken pieces of silver from his clothes and spread them out in his palm, "I'll go in and talk to her for a few words, and then I'll leave. I'm not interested in anything else. These...should be enough."

Seeing the silver, the man immediately grabbed it and nodded while counting, "That's enough, that's enough. I'm warning you. Hurry up. I'll keep an eye on you outside the door. If anyone notices that a man has entered, My daughter’s door won’t be sold at a high price if word gets out.”

Pulling the angry fat man, Jiang Cheng lifted the curtain and was the first to walk in. The lighting in the room was relatively poor. Before Jiang Cheng's eyes could adapt to the darkness, a cold light suddenly shot towards him. Jiang Cheng subconsciously dodged to avoid it, but something happened suddenly. The sharp blade still tore through his clothes and the flesh inside. Jiang Cheng grabbed the attacker's wrist with his right hand and pulled it outward hard. The opponent couldn't stand. Then he punched out with his left hand and charged. Smash him in the face.

But in an instant, he saw the face of the attacker clearly. It was a very young girl, about 16 or 7 years old. She looked very clean, and her face with faint tear stains was full of despair. She was used for sneak attacks. His murder weapon was nothing more than a pair of sharpened black iron scissors. Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back enough, so he had to twist his body. His fist was finally empty, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The girl just thought that the sky had eyes, raised the scissors in her hand and stabbed Jiang Cheng. Fortunately, the fat man reacted quickly and rushed in and snatched the scissors, "Don't get me wrong, we don't mean any harm!"

The girl's heart was filled with despair. When she saw the first disciple just getting up, she felt cruel and raised her hand to grab Jiang Cheng's face.

A minute later, Jiang Cheng and the fat man, who had scratches on their faces, sat side by side, while a girl named Wu Yujiao sat opposite them with an apologetic face. The pair of black iron scissors was thrown on the ground between them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't...didn't hurt you, right?" Wu Yujiao looked at Jiang Cheng's face, embarrassed to say.

"How about I scratch your face, and then stab you with the scissors, do you want to try it?" Since Jiang Cheng can remember, when has he ever suffered such a big loss? The people who tricked him have already made him a fool. There are no more left.

Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, Wu Yujiao lowered her head in shame and explained in a small voice: "I'm sorry, I heard it was dad who brought you here. I thought it was those people from the casino who came to collect debts. When they came here last time, they told me that if they couldn’t repay their gambling debts, they would use me to pay off the debts.”

Wu Yujiao rolled up her sleeves, and the exposed half of her forearm was covered with bruises and scars. Realizing Jiang Cheng was staring, she hurriedly rolled up her sleeves to cover it.

"Your father beat you?" Jiang Cheng frowned.

"Yes." Wu Yujiao nodded lightly, "He asked me to come and weave fabrics for others, but I refused. I knew he was lying to me. Those people were not serious people. He would avoid me when he hit me. My face, because it was injured, can’t be sold at a high price.”

Jiang Cheng also understands Wu Yujiao's situation, but he has more important things now, "We came here today to find out something from you. Wu Yuhuan is your sister. She was sold to the Zhennan Hou Mansion. Do you know about this? "

"I know, it was my father who did it." Wu Yujiao's eyes dimmed, "And...and she is already dead. She died in the Zhennan Marquis Mansion just the year before."

"Do you know about your sister's situation in the Zhennan Hou Mansion?"

Jiang Cheng just asked casually, but what he didn't expect was that Wu Yujiao actually nodded and said in a very cautious voice: "You know, my sister once asked someone to bring me a message, saying that she was eating in the Hou Mansion. The clothes are well-dressed, which reassures my mother and I, but... there are more rules in the Marquis Mansion."

"A wealthy family like the Zhennan Marquis Mansion naturally has more rules. Isn't it strange?" Jiang Cheng pretended not to care, but was still observing Wu Yujiao.

Wu Yujiao shook her head, "No, you have misunderstood me. It is normal for a house like the Hou Mansion to have many rules, but most of the rules in the Hou Mansion are very strange. For example, you cannot go to the backyard. If you hear someone knocking on the door at night, you must ask. Who is it? Also, no matter how wronged you are, you can’t cry late at night..."

"Also, my sister said that the atmosphere in the Hou Mansion is very strange, and the Marquis... The Marquis is a very mysterious person. It has been several months since he entered the Marquis Mansion, and she has not seen him yet."

Slowly, Wu Yujiao became emotional, "Until the last time she asked someone to take a letter, this time it was written, she wrote a note, the handwriting on the note was messy, but I could recognize it was my sister's handwriting, she said she met the Marquis, and warned me not to go to the Marquis's Mansion, even if I was sold to a worse place, I must not be sold to the Marquis's Mansion!"

"By the way, there was blood on the note... on the note, at the corner, as if it was accidentally splashed, I suspected that my sister was hurt at the time, and then not long after, less than half a week after I received the letter, my sister... my sister died!"

"And she died so tragically, she... she was killed! By someone in the Marquis's Mansion, I know my sister's character, she is not a competitive person, she never makes enemies with people."

"How do you know she died tragically?" Jiang Cheng looked at Wu Yujiao, who was crying, and asked the most critical question, "Have you seen her body?"