The moon falling to the ground

He was overjoyed and touched his face.

Strange! The pustules on his face disappeared, as if they had never appeared. If his hands were not still sticky, he would have thought he was hallucinating.

Jian Yue thought that the matter was over. Unexpectedly, a middle-aged woman with a good appearance came to her house the next day and yelled at the door, saying that Jian Yue had killed her nephew.

Jian Yue was speechless.

This isn't just the third fight against the White Bone Demon. After killing the younger one, the older one comes. Is this ever going to end?

She went out with Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe, and saw Wu Wenkai's body lying at the gate. A woman kept saying that she had killed Wu Wenkai.

"Yuanjiu, go report to the police." Jian Yue ordered.

The woman who was crying and cursing was stunned.

The little girl didn't play by the rules. Shouldn't she have explained everything or settled the matter privately?

"Don't report to the police!" The woman stopped Yuan Jiu and glared at Jian Yue, "You killed my nephew, do you want to get away with it?"

Jian Yue was so angry that she laughed: "I don't want to get away with it. I'm going to report to the authorities. Let the government catch the murderer and avenge your nephew. By the way, how come you have a nephew who works as a prostitute in Chufeng Pavilion? Are you a retired courtesan?"

Jian Yue just said it casually, but she didn't expect that she was right. The woman looked flustered and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? A young prostitute and an otaku, is that something you, a girl in the boudoir, can you mention? You are really uneducated."

Jian Yue's eyes widened in surprise and she asked in astonishment: "How do you know I have no manners? It's amazing! My mother taught me to cook, wash clothes, and sweep the floor, to be submissive, to eat less and work more, but she never taught me manners."

The woman opened her mouth slightly and looked at Jian Yue in surprise.

How would she respond?

"No matter what, you were the one who killed my nephew, and you have to pay for his life." The woman simply played dirty.

Jian Yue chuckled: "What are you thinking! You said I killed him, so I killed him? I said you killed him, trying to put the blame on someone else! Stop making trouble here, get out!"

The woman's eyes shrank for a moment, and she gritted her teeth: "It's all your fault. Someone saw you getting close to my nephew, and you often met in private these days..."

clap clap clap!

Mu Xiang stepped forward and slapped him in the face, cursing: "Who do you think you are? How dare you slander our girl? If you continue to talk nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart."

The woman covered her face and glanced at the crowd of onlookers.

Jian Yue followed her gaze and saw a figure quickly hiding in the crowd.

There are quite a lot of people eating melons today, obviously someone brought them here on purpose. It doesn't matter, I will make you demons and monsters show up in a moment.

"Muxiang, don't waste your energy. If a person does something bad, his face will be ruined. If you don't believe me, just wait. In half a cup of tea, you will see the bad guys get their comeuppance."

Hush

There were people in the crowd doing weird things.

Mu Xiang was surprised: "Really? Girl."

"Realer than real gold."

The woman sneered: "Nonsense, playing tricks. I don't know why the miracle doctor was so blind to accept a disciple like you who has bad conduct."

The blind doctor Mao: ...Thank you for your reminder!

"It's her. I saw her arguing with the guy lying on the ground yesterday." Someone pointed at Jian Yue.

"Really? An ugly girl from the countryside dreams of becoming a phoenix. What a foolish dream."

The voices of condemnation were getting louder and louder, and it was obvious that someone was leading the crowd.

The woman's mouth curled up in pride.

She knew she couldn't do anything to Jian Yue today, but as long as she could ruin her reputation, her mission would be accomplished.

Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe both frowned.

How could this group of people be so hateful? They just followed what others said without knowing anything. Don't they know that rumors can kill people? But seeing that Jian Yue looked calm, they just waited and watched.

As the discussion grew louder, the woman could hardly suppress the smile on her face.

However, her pride did not last long. She felt an itch on her face and could not help scratching it again and again. By the time she realized what she was doing, her face was covered with pustules.

"Ah!" She screamed, startling everyone. Then, screams rose one after another in the crowd.

The onlookers quickly retreated as if they were avoiding the plague, leaving behind a few people with pus-filled blisters on their faces.

Everyone looked at Jian Yue in horror.

I thought she was talking nonsense, but I didn't expect that some people really had rotten faces, seven or eight of them.

Could she be a fortune teller? Or would people really be punished for their bad deeds?

Many people feel guilty and afraid, fearing that pustules will suddenly appear on their faces.

Jian Yue waved her hand, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the gate.

Fan Da led the way, holding sticks and ropes in their hands. They rushed towards the people who had been hiding in the crowd and fanning the flames, but now exposed their targets. Those people were all skilled, and at this time, not only did they have pustules on their faces, but they were also weak all over and had no power to resist at all.

Fan Da and others successfully tied them up.

The woman was terrified and didn't know what to do.

Mu Xiang came over with a rope and tied her up. The woman screamed: "You can't tie me up, I'm not a prisoner."

Mu Xiang sneered: "Don't worry, you will be one soon."

The woman rolled her eyes and fainted.

Looking at the group of people with pus-filled faces, County Magistrate He felt his scalp tingling.

The murderer of Taoist Qingyun’s last case has not been found yet, and Jian Yue sent another group.

What a miserable girl!

The poor County Magistrate He sighed in his heart and went to court reluctantly.

The woman who had framed Jian Yue was awakened by a basin of cold water. She had never seen such a scene before and was almost frightened to death. In addition, she had a pus-filled face that disfigured her. She was mentally confused and answered whatever Magistrate He asked, telling him everything she knew.

Magistrate He looked at the crowd gathered at the entrance of the lobby and for the first time regretted allowing the people to sit in on the trial.

It turned out that the person the woman gave up was not someone else, but the wife of the mansion lord.

When the woman was young, she was a courtesan in a brothel. Later, she was noticed by a minor official, who paid money to redeem her and took her as his concubine.

At that time, the wife of a minor official was not happy about having another prostitute or concubine in her family, so she went to the street to make a scene, and happened to meet Xie Chujiao who was passing by. Xie Chujiao secretly asked her maid to help the courtesan settle the matter, in exchange for her serving Xie Chujiao if she needed anything.

They had already agreed that if Wu Wenkai managed to trick Jian Yue into marrying him, she would pretend to be Wu Wenkai's aunt and preside over their wedding.

Unexpectedly, Xie Chujiao summoned her suddenly this time and asked her to bring the dead to Yue's house to frame Jian Yue. As for the reason, she didn't know. When she went to see Xie Chujiao, Wu Wenkai was already dead.

Since the case involved the wife of the Lord of the Mansion, even if Magistrate He was fair and honest, he did not dare to make a random judgment. He had to detain the person temporarily. He went to the government office in person to report the matter to the Lord of the Mansion.

Jian Yue's mouth corners raised.

She had a hunch that she had "caught" a big fish.

At this time, Xie Chujiao...