[Quick Transmigration] Where is the Morality Chapter 161 (Part 2)
Shameless Martial Uncle! Chapter 3 (Part 2) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.
Luo Yuhan was excited and immediately wanted to find the original with the jade pendant, but the thought of the original liking him complicated his heart. His long-lost younger sister actually had a man and woman affection for him. How could he bear this? Luo Yuhan was tangled all night. The next day, when he still hadn’t sorted out his mood, bad news came. The original was found dead in her room, and the method of death was exactly the same as that of the guest who died the day before.
The following plot involved the male and female leads finding the real murderer to avenge the original. Xing Shaoyan, the original’s martial uncle, also blamed himself and did a lot in the process of finding the murderer.
After the murderer was killed, the male and female leads married and lived happily together ever after. The full text came to an end here.
When Xia Ruyan finished receiving the plot, she still sympathized with the original. The man she liked was her own brother. Was there anything worse than this? Moreover, her brother had just learned her identity before he had time to tell her, and the original was killed. It was a sad role. Fortunately, the male lead finally found the murderer and avenged her, which was not a sad ending——this was Xia Ruyan’s thought before accepting the main mission.
After seeing the main mission of this world, Xia Ruyan was very surprised because the main mission was to “find out the real murderer who killed the original.” That is to say, the person the male and female leads found was not the murderer who killed the original. This was a bit strange. According to the original plot, there was both human testimony and material evidence at that time. Why did they find the wrong person?
Xia Ruyan couldn’t draw any conclusions based on the plot she received. Only when she arrived at Tongshan Sect, could she make plans. Fortunately, it was nearly two months before the birthday banquet of the head of the Tongshan Sect, and she had enough time to heal her injuries before passing by.
As for the original’s martial uncle Xing Shaoyan, Xia Ruyan rolled her eyes. Suppose she hadn’t transmigrated into the original; she might not have any thoughts about him, but now that she was the original, Xing Shaoyan’s disgust for the original was equivalent to her, so she had no good feelings for this Xing Shaoyan she had never met. It was also good for them to go on the road separately.
When Xia Ruyan was taken to the inn by Luo Yuhan, Xing Shaoyan, who was sleeping and eating fish in the wild, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and said to himself: “Why am I sneezing suddenly? Could the dead girl be scolding me there?”
After saying this, he sneered again: “Scold then scold. Who can bear to go on the road with such an eldest lady? It’s worry-free and at ease alone...”
He turned the fish over and sniffed the scent that wafted up. He was about to feast, but his outstretched hand suddenly stopped: “Will that girl still be there waiting?”
He crossed his knees, tapped twice with his fingers on his knee, and shook his head: “Impossible. She is not a fool. How could she be there waiting for me?”
Denying this possibility, he put the grilled fish in his mouth, took a deep breath, tore a piece of fish from the side, swallowed it, and sighed contentedly: “My culinary skills are better than the chef at Cuihu Tower.”
He drank two gulps of wine while eating fish. He slowed down as he ate and drank: “That girl must have enough money to stay at the inn. Senior brother loves her so much, so he must have given her a lot of money.”
“But the dead girl has not come out to see the world. She is not afraid of the sky. She is stupid and unknowing; will she provoke anyone?”
Thinking of this, he gradually let go of the fish in his hand, rubbed his chin with his hand, and continued to say to himself: “The dead girl’s ability is simply a three-legged cat. If she provokes someone in return, isn’t it bad luck?”
Thinking of this possibility, he turned the half-eaten fish skewers on the branch and murmured: “It’s okay to have bad luck. Will she be killed by someone? After all, she owes a beating so much...”
Annoyed by his own wild thoughts, Xing Shaoyan angrily grabbed his hair and shouted: “Really! What are you doing, thinking so much? What is the life and death of that dead girl to you??!”
He didn’t know why. He had a very broad mind and didn’t worry about his stupid martial niece at all, but since the time he grilled the fish, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy. After struggling for a long time, he finally threw away the half-eaten grilled fish in his hand and spat out a foul breath: “Forget it. It’s the same family, after all. I’ll be a good man again and repay evil for good.” After speaking, he used qinggong and swept away.
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