Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 885 - 431: Water Moon You Tan, The Third Dream_2

Chapter 885: Chapter 431: Water Moon You Tan, The Third Dream_2

"It really wasn’t me causing trouble."

Zhuge Xuanji smiled wryly, "Ye, I’ve warned you, the Water Moon Dream Mirror is not something to meddle with lightly. Even if you have passed ten stages before, you still can’t truly control it.

Besides, you only barely got through those ten stages with some tricks, otherwise, you would have already been the absolute master of the Water Moon Dream Mirror.

Normally, during the last wedding, Jiang Shouzhong should have completed his third stage of trials. But because you intervened and helped him through a calamity, it’s now like this.

You should know the taboos of the Water Moon Dream Mirror better than I do. In any case, right now, he can only rely on himself."

Ye Zhuchan said coldly, "But the problem is, You Tan was once one of the masters of the Water Moon Dream Mirror, belonging to the Ancient Demon. What qualifications does she have to test it?"

Zhuge Xuanji sighed:

"That I don’t know. The Water Moon Dream Mirror has its own consciousness. Perhaps it wants to cooperate with You Tan, planning to kill Jiang Shouzhong before he challenges the Shura Pass you’ve arranged, to retaliate against you, not allowing you to interfere further."

Ye Zhuchan sneered, "Even if it has self-consciousness, it still has to follow the rules. Once You Tan comes to test, Brother Jiang cannot foresee through the mirror in advance.

Moreover, you should know very well what the purpose of this demon is. She absolutely won’t let Jiang Shouzhong pass the test successfully."

"No, no, no..."

Zhuge Xuanji waved his hand and said, "Rules must be followed, Jiang Shouzhong will certainly foresee what he’s going to experience. And not just him, his companions beside him will foresee as well.

Girl, you’re not unfamiliar with You Tan. You should know well what the ability of this demon is?"

Ye Zhuchan was silent for a moment, then said blandly:

"Planting a seed of doubt in the heart of the other, silently coaxing them to harm those around them."

Zhuge Xuanji nodded with a smile: "Exactly, so Jiang Shouzhong’s test now is to see if he can kill the people around him, or let the people around him successfully kill him."

——

As the moon turned towards fullness, the storm invaded once again.

Reluctantly, Jiang Shouzhong and Jiang Yi could only remain in the house waiting for the crescent moon to appear.

For some unknown reason, Jiang Yi continuously kept a distance from Jiang Shouzhong, very quiet. She no longer displayed the lively nature from before, seemingly hiding some worries.

Perhaps she was worried about her sister.

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t inquire about it.

With this woman’s personality, if she’s unwilling to speak, no amount of pressure will result in anything.

Staring outside at the scarlet scene like the end days, Jiang Shouzhong frowned deeply, his mind repeatedly flashing back to the earlier situation.

Was it an illusion, or a premonition?

The words on the box lid, were they trying to remind him?

Subconsciously, Jiang Shouzhong glanced at Jiang Yi.

The woman sat as before on the bed, her head slightly lowered, her expression seemed a bit dazed.

A jade hand gently stroking the small dog on her leg.

Is she really You Tan?

But if the woman before him is the legendary You Tan, then where is the real Jiang Yi?

Or perhaps...

You Tan has quietly possessed Jiang Yi?

Thinking back carefully, ever since she entered this mysterious place, something didn’t seem right.

Sometimes manic, sometimes serious, sometimes very quiet.

"Are you alright."

Jiang Shouzhong asked softly.

Jiang Yi was startled for a moment, looked up at Jiang Shouzhong’s concerned expression, forced a slight smile, and shook her head, "I’m fine, it’s just... maybe I’m too tired."

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to get up, but saw the woman instinctively tensed up, her eyes guarded against him.

As if he was some kind of monster.

Jiang Shouzhong was somewhat speechless.

After hesitating for a moment, he sat back in the chair and tentatively asked, "Have you seen anything unusual? Or, any illusions?"

Jiang Yi hesitated, wanting to speak but stopped.

But the woman bit her lips and ultimately shook her head, "No."

Jiang Shouzhong asked, "Ms. Jiang, how much do you trust me?"

Jiang Yi was silent for a while, then asked back, "How about you? How much do you trust me?"

Jiang Shouzhong shrugged, "I think, I should trust you enough."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi’s mouth twitched slightly, with what seemed like a touch of mockery.

She touched the small dog on her leg and said faintly, "Jiang Mo, if I say I’ve never trusted you, would you be hurt?"

Jiang Shouzhong smiled, "Why would I be hurt by that?"

Jiang Yi gazed out the window, speaking softly:

"What you trust isn’t me, but Little Jiangyi. We used to be partners in interest, and now we’re merely partners in adversity. People like us find it hard to truly trust each other. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously.

Jiang Yi’s lips curved slightly upward, pointing to the marks on her neck: "Unless I believe you won’t strangle me, and you believe, I won’t kill you."

Jiang Shouzhong’s brows furrowed.

He vaguely sensed that something was amiss between them, specifically, suspicion.

Jiang Yi was now very afraid of him.

And he, too, had become suspicious of this woman.

At this moment, the storm outside gradually ceased, shorter in duration compared to the previous one.

The sky returned to a dark gray hue.

The full moon was slowly devoured, turning into a waning moon.

Waning moon, moving against the moon.

"Let’s go."

Jiang Shouzhong opened the door.

Jiang Yi followed him out of the house, seeing him about to walk on without facing the moon, she asked: "Why do you have to believe what that person said? Is it possible that he’s deceiving us?"

Jiang Shouzhong thought for a moment and said: "I trust my intuition, I don’t think he’s lying to us."

Although he had met the burly man only once, deep down, Jiang Shouzhong indeed trusted him more.

Jiang Yi looked up at the moon, then her beautiful eyes focused on the man:

"If I wanted to do the opposite of what he said, would you be willing to walk with me? Or rather, would you trust me?"

Jiang Shouzhong fell into silence.

Seeing the determination in the woman’s eyes, he understood that he couldn’t persuade her, and smiled: "You’re right, I trust Little Jiangyi, but I don’t trust you. However, I’m willing to give it a try."

"Aren’t you afraid of death?"

The woman asked.

Jiang Shouzhong just smiled, didn’t answer, and walked in the direction of the moon.

Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, then gracefully followed.

Before long, they arrived at the familiar village again.

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but feel a bit restless.

This time, he didn’t choose to go to the house he went before, but chose another house.

Strangely, the other houses seemed sealed; their doors and windows couldn’t be opened, and he couldn’t see inside.

Jiang Shouzhong had no choice but to return to the only house he could enter.

As soon as he entered, he froze.

Jiang Yi was holding a bone-gold dagger, standing in front of a red box in the corner, trembling all over, face pale.

The woman was stained with blood, her face covered in smears of blood.

Before Jiang Shouzhong could speak, Jiang Yi suddenly dropped the dagger, and fled towards the door.

She seemed to not see the man at the entrance, passing straight through his body like a phantom.

When Jiang Shouzhong regained his senses, the woman had already run far.

Watching the woman’s figure slowly fade away, Jiang Shouzhong woodenly stepped toward the red box.

Inside the box lay a man curled up.

The man was barely breathing, gasping weakly, blood dripping from the back of his neck.

This man was none other than himself!

Tap...

The sound of soft footsteps echoed behind him.

Jiang Shouzhong almost instinctively turned around and saw Jiang Yi, who had fled moments ago, now standing in front of him again.

The woman no longer had blood on her, her right hand behind her back, her eyes revealing complex emotions, mostly hatred.

But as the man turned around abruptly, these emotions were quickly hidden by Jiang Yi.

She pretended to be calm and asked: "What’s wrong?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked at the red box again.

Indeed, there was now nothing inside...no corpse, no blood.

Jiang Shouzhong rubbed his brow, irritation surging like a tide in his heart, his gaze fell on the woman’s hand behind her back; he asked straightforwardly: "What are you holding?"