Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 240: Sins committed a hundred years ago, still affecting today

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Sins committed a hundred years ago, still affecting today

As if recalling something, Mu Qing’s eyes lit up, "Then how do you explain the marks on your body?"

Su Zijia, already pale, had turned deathly white.

His voice was hoarse, filled with complexity. "Qingqing, did you forget everything you went through before you died?"

How could she forget?

How dare she forget!

Those experiences were nightmares for Mu Qing.

She thought that everything glamorous Su Zijia had, she could reach just by stretching out her hand.

But she never knew about the darkness, dirtiness, and filth under the surface.

She was mistreated like an animal. The physical torture, mental pressure, and insult to her dignity made her wish for death.

Those people were perverts, they were demons! They were not human at all!

Seeing the fear in his sister’s eyes, Su Zijia knew she had remembered the memories she had tried hard to forget.

A desperate smile surfaced on his pale face, tugging at one’s heartstrings.

"In the two years I lived as Mu Qing, I laid on countless beds and met all sorts of people. Do you know what they did to me?"

Mu Qing was somewhat afraid to listen.

Qin Ruan’s brows were knitted together, and a brief moment of surprise flashed across her face.

Qiao Nanyuan and Lun Wenbin’s expressions also turned complicated.

Su Zijia’s voice was devoid of any emotion, "Some people wanted you for your stage presence and beauty. In the quiet of the night, I became their plaything.

And some people wanted me to satisfy their perverse psychological needs. They wanted to train the aloof Mu Qing, who’s always on the stage, into a dog.

So, I’d crawl around like a dog, trampling all over my dignity and face, only to please them and to ensure your glory and smoothness on stage."

"No!"

"That’s not right!"

Mu Qing collapsed to the ground, moving away from Su Zijia.

Her chest wound was rapidly spewing black mist, and the wound on her neck was also spreading.

The dire poison of the ancient beast Hook Snake, even Puppet could not resist it.

Su Zijia dropped his gaze. His hands on the ground were trembling and his voice was no longer steady.

"When I found out that Zhao had betrayed you, I beat him half to death. I even asked those beasts, who had once toyed with me, for help to save you.

But they were animals, how could they let you go without sacrificing some flesh and blood? I was too late by the time I found you."

He looked up, his eyes filled with sorrow. He stared deeply at Mu Qing.

"Even if I’m shameless, I’d never touch the things you care about, Qingqing. Am I really so despicable in your eyes?"

"No! It’s not true!"

Mu Qing crawled and rolled to Su Zijia’s side.

"I didn’t. I was just very angry, and unwilling. I liked Brother Zhao so much; why didn’t he marry me?!"

"Because he’s just like the rest of them. He’s also a pervert," Su Zijia said, as he gently touched his sister’s face. The sorrow in his eyes was deep-seated.

Mu Qing dared not ask anymore. She was afraid.

She chose not to ask, but Su Zijia insisted on telling her.

"How much cleaner do you think your ’Brother Zhao’ could be than me? He’s been thoroughly tarnished by others from the places you cannot see. His twisted heart vents his unbearable past on others..."

"Stop! Brother, I beg you to stop!"

Mu Qing could not accept it.

She desperately grabbed Su Zijia’s arm, begging him not to continue.

Su Zijia caressed her face. A reminiscing expression was visible on his pale face, "Qingqing, do you remember when we first met?"

"Yes!" Mu Qing nodded heavily.

"I was being chased around and ended up in Shanghai, all battered and bruised. When you saw me staring at you, you stopped and looked back at me.

I was shocked by how similar our faces were. But you thought I was begging on the streets and offered me the cake you were holding in your hand. You didn’t disdain my filth, and even let me wipe my hands with your handkerchief.

Latter we recognized each other, you knew about my unbearable past, and you never looked down on me for stepping over my dignity for survival

You are my real sister, the closest person to me in this world. How could I possibly hurt you?"

"Brother, Brother..."

Mu Qing didn’t know what to say, her throat was hoarse, and she could only keep calling him incessantly.

Her soul was being corroded by the venom of the Hook Snake, becoming very weak. The aging of her face made her look like an old hag in her seventies or eighties.

The aging of her face made her unbearable to look at, but her eyes were still the same, revealing an innocent naivety in her gloominess.

Su Zijia held her in his arms and whispered about their past together.

As the siblings were talking, Qin Ruan came to Qiao Nanyuan’s side.

The conversation between Mu Qing and Su Zijia had given them a brief understanding of the whole situation.

Qin Ruan stood next to Qiao Nanyuan, crossing her arms, "Uncle Qiao, were you aware of their situation?"

"No," Qiao Nanyuan shook his head.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "Back then, the disciple our master valued the most took the shipbuilding tycoon’s business deal. If we talked in terms of seniority, he should be my elder uncle.

Only after it happened did we find out about Su Zijia’s identity. He couldn’t forgive himself and chose to leave the sect. He lived a heartbroken life and died in despair.

The Maoshan Sect did not expel him. According to my master, our grandmaster often missed him when he was still alive. He regretted that he couldn’t use his great abilities and was even more sorrowful about losing his disciple, who he regarded as his own son.

After my uncle passed away, the grandmaster gave orders to our inner gate. We were to look for an opportunity to resolve this karmic obstacle for him. All the disciples of the Maoshan Sect’s inner gate knew about this."

Qin Ruan’s face did not look very good.

Due to Mu Qing, an old case had been dragged up again.

She squinted her eyes slightly, "From your words Uncle Qiao, that uncle was extremely proficient?"

"Yes, if he hadn’t died so early, the Maoshan Sect wouldn’t have declined to such an extent."

Qin Ruan: "Su Zijia’s death was caused by Mu Qing, and after her death, she turned into Puppet. Every time she killed a rich merchant’s family member, she would express her hatred for Su Zijia.

The rich merchant’s family had already been rough with Su Zijia before they invited the Maoshan Sect to remove the Puppet. It was your uncle was invited into the rich merchant’s house to suppress Mu Qing. But all of this was essentially caused by Mu Qing.

Your uncle died from the guilt of killing Su Zijia. This karmic obstruction after going through a hundred years has probably already been cleared in the netherworld. He was just used as a mediator by Mu Qing to drag Su Zijia down."

Being part of the Mysterious Studies World, how could Qiao Nanyuan not understand this karma?

"When this case is resolved, I will take Qiao Jiu back to the sect. We should at least comfort my uncle and let the sect know that this karmic fruit is no longer pressing on the Maoshan Sect."

"Hmmm."

Qin Ruan thought that was necessary.

The sins Mu Qing committed hundred years ago have led to the current situation.

This heavy karmic obstruction, she is probably going to pay a huge price for it.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell, she won’t be able to escape any of them.

Qin Ruan took out her phone and checked the time. It was already past twelve.

Time really flies.