Shocking! The killer traveled through time and space and became a female Shura, killing like crazy

Jiang Zongwei lay on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on Jiang Rou, filled with horror and disbelief.

Jiang Rou's eyes were cold as she looked down at Jiang Zongwei lying on the ground. His legs and waist were covered in blood. Still not satisfied, she swung the shovel at him again, but Old Lady Jiang ran over and grabbed the shovel.

"You damned girl, you're going to beat your father to death soon, and I, an old woman, will kill you too."

Shen Rou raised her foot and kicked Old Lady Jiang without thinking. After several kicks, Old Lady Jiang let go until she felt pain.

Shen Rou gripped the shovel tightly and smashed it against Jiang Zongwei's legs, saying, "I'm sending you down to see my mother today. You're such a heartless person."

"I understand you're climbing the ladder of the Shangshu Mansion, but that's not a reason for you to force my mother to death. Killing someone means paying with your life. It's only right and proper."

"Daya, if you keep hitting me, your father will really die."

"It's better for them to die. Animals like these waste food when they're alive and pollute the land when they're dead."

Jiang Zongwei has been hit with a shovel more than a dozen times and is covered in bruises. His legs are covered in blood and flesh, which is a shocking sight.

He trembled and stammered, "If I...if I die...it won't change anything. My current wife is the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and she won't let you three siblings go."

"I'll give you... silver as compensation..."

"Do you think money is more important than life? A living person is gone, and you don't feel any pain or guilt. Are you still human?"

Angry Shen Rou swung the shovel and hit him twice. At this moment, Jiang Zongwei was lying on the ground dying.

Jiang Rou suddenly heard Old Man Jiang yell, "Daya, stop it! If you dare to move your sister again, she'll die."

Jiang Rou turned around and saw that Old Man Jiang was tightly gripping her sister's neck with both hands, his eyes were wide open and it seemed as if fire was about to spit out of them.

"Let Xiaoxue go, I'm letting Jiang Zongwei go!"

But Mr. Jiang showed no intention of letting go. "Release your father first, and then I'll release Arya. Otherwise, if we just wait like this, how long do you think Arya can wait?"

Jiang Rou looked at his sister's flushed face and rapid breathing. He then looked at Jiang Zongwei, who was lying on the ground covered in blood and dying. He felt unwilling to give up, but his sister had to make a choice in his hands.

"Let's let go together. If you dare to play tricks, your son will surely die."

"Old woman, go and help the eldest brother over here."

Old Lady Jiang glared at Jiang Rou fiercely, cursing, "You damned bitch! He's your father, and you're about to beat him to death. If you treat him like this, you'll be struck by lightning sooner or later."

Jiang Rou swept her sharp eyes over the crowd and said coldly, "God, if he has eyes, he will first strike down your son, this unfaithful man, and then everyone in the Jiang family will be struck down."

"Why did you hide in the house when there was thunder and lightning just now? Let God see the disgusting faces of your family."

"Isn't your surname Jiang?"

"Today, the three of us siblings are severing ties with your Jiang family. Tomorrow, I will take my younger siblings and change our household registration to take my mother's surname, Shen. So you don't have to worry about us trying to steal your family property in the future."

When Mrs. Jiang saw her eldest son covered in wounds, she felt so heartbroken that she suffocated.

"Jiang Rou, you bitch, how dare you kill your father! Someone come quickly! Your own daughter killed her own father! God, please strike this damn girl with lightning!"

Jiang Rou's head injury was already painful, and now she was just holding on for a breath, but the noise from Old Lady Jiang made the pain even worse.

"Stop making so much noise! ​​If you dare to say another word, your son will be beheaded."

Old Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Rou viciously, and squatted down to support Jiang Zongwei, but he was covered with wounds and it hurt a lot when touched.

Seeing Jiang Lao Er hiding at the gate, he said, "Lao Er, are you dead? Come over and help me."

Jiang Zonghai was frightened by Jiang Rou's appearance. He thought that Jiang Rou must be possessed by a ghost because she suddenly became so powerful. He walked over cautiously.

"Let Xiaoxue go first."

"Let's put them together."

Jiang Rou raised her foot only after seeing Old Man Jiang release Xiaoxue. She quickly pulled Xiaoxue to her side, her neck already red.

Shen Rou now had a splitting headache and only managed to hold on without collapsing.

"Second brother, take your eldest brother to see a doctor immediately. He's seriously injured. If anything happens to his leg, it'll be the end of him."

"Jiang Zongwei, I'll write a letter of severance, and you have to give us three siblings one thousand taels as compensation, otherwise this matter will not end."

Old Lady Jiang squinted her vicious triangular eyes at Jiang Rou. "I can write the letter of severance, but I don't have the money."

"Jiang Zongwei, you wronged my mother first, abandoned my wife and children, and then forced my wife to death. If I go to the government office to complain, will you still have the reputation of being the third place in the imperial examination? If your injury continues to deteriorate and you become lame, do you think you can still be a Beijing official?"

"The Minister of Revenue would certainly not want a son-in-law with a bad reputation and a limp."

"Who would care if you, a child, complained?"

"If you don't believe me, try it. Since you don't want to resolve this matter, then forget it. I will go to the capital to file a complaint. I'll see if the emperor will do anything. Even if your father-in-law is the Minister of Revenue, will the emperor still listen to him?"

Jiang Zongwei's whole body was twitching with pain. He had witnessed how powerful Jiang Rou was. He was even more worried that his leg would really become lame, and all the hard work he had put in for more than ten years would be in vain.

He spoke intermittently, "I'll give you three hundred taels of silver and write a letter of severance... From now on... we'll be strangers..."

Jiang Rou wanted to send them away as quickly as possible. She felt weak all over and had a severe headache. If she fainted, she would get nothing.

"it is good."

"My mother had an accident in the Jiang family before her death. She had a complete and undying funeral at the Jiang family and was buried in the Jiang family's ancestral tomb."

"can."

"Clean the main room, spread some straw on the floor, and put my mother on it."

Although they are not afraid of Jiang Rou, she is now possessed by a ghost and the whole family is afraid of her.

Soon the main room was covered with straw, and Jiang Zonghai lay on the straw holding Shen in his arms.

Jiang Rou went to write the letter of severance. Jiang Zongwei was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He asked his mother to give Jiang Rou the only three hundred taels of silver in her arms. He endured the pain and signed his name.

Old Mrs. Jiang looked at the three hundred taels of silver with heartache. They were gone just like that. Her eyes were filled with jealousy. She had never received three hundred taels of silver in her life, and this dead girl actually asked her son for three hundred taels of silver. She was unwilling, but powerless.

The contents of the letter of severance clearly state that Jiang Zongwei and the three siblings have severed their father-daughter relationship and will never have any contact with each other again. The two people's signatures are also included below.

She put the letter of severance and the silver in her arms and said coldly, "You can go now."

Jiang Zongwei gave Jiang Rou a vicious look, and the family carried Jiang Zongwei out.

As soon as they walked out of the yard, Jiang Rou's body softened and she collapsed to the ground, using her last bit of strength to tell Jiang Xue what to do.

"Xiaoxue, help Big Sister into the house and close the door. Don't open the door for anyone who calls. I'm tired and want to take a nap."

Jiang Xue and five-year-old Shen Nan stumbled and helped Shen Rou back to the room.

She was so frightened that tears streamed down her face. She said worriedly, "Sister, what's wrong with you? I'll go get a doctor."

At this moment, Jiang Rou was so tired that she said weakly: "Don't go...seek a doctor...I'm just too tired...I want to sleep for a while."

"Are you really just sleeping? You're not like mother!"

Jiang Rou didn't have the energy to speak and could only nod slightly.

Jiang Xue said firmly: "Big sister, you go to sleep! My brother and I will wait for you to wake up."

Jiang Rou had a head injury and had been malnourished for years, which caused her body to become weak and limp and she fainted.

Shen Nan shouted: "Sister..."

"Don't be afraid, little brother. Big sister just fell asleep. Second sister will accompany you."

Shen Nan leaned pitifully on Shen Xue and said nothing more.