Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 276 Mirror (Fourth Watch)

Chapter 276: 276 Mirror (Fourth Watch)

It had been three years, and Wen Ziyao had asked the entity for countless things, almost always receiving an affirmative response.

In these three years, Wen Ziyao had nearly lost the ability to do anything herself.

No matter what it was, all she needed to do was move her lips.

Two years ago, Wen Yaohui had fallen critically ill, and at that time, doctors both domestic and foreign were at a loss, issuing two critical condition notices in just one day.

Just when everyone thought Wen Yaohui was sure to die, he miraculously recovered, astonishing the entire medical community.

It was originally thought to be due to Wen Yaohui’s will to live, but unexpectedly, all credit went to his daughter.

Shen Suhua gritted her teeth, "Even so, you can’t be doing this kind of thing!"

"I had no choice, Mom, I didn’t know the thing I summoned would be Lin Xiaoman," Wen Ziyao said through her tears, "I just wanted to be with Tairan, I like him so much, I can’t live without him. And what about Dad, do you really want to watch him leave us?"

As she spoke the name ’Tairan,’ a woman’s sobbing suddenly filled the air, laced with a sinister laugh.

It started off faint, but within moments, the crying grew louder and more piercing, increasingly ominous.

It seemed to come from far away, yet also as if someone was sobbing right next to your ear.

It was filled with strong resentment.

It felt as if the next second, the source would appear right before your eyes.

This eerie and tragic wail reverberated in everyone’s ears.

Wen Ziyao huddled into a ball, holding onto Shen Suhua’s arm, trembling violently, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Shen Suhua was also extremely nervous, having never encountered something like this in her decades of life, but she had to calm herself in front of her daughter.

If she were to break down, whom could her daughter rely on?

Li Mi was scared out of her wits, clutching the crucifix in her hands and repeatedly reciting the bible in her heart.

The atmosphere in the room had reached the pinnacle of horror.

"You’re lying," Chu Jin said in the midst of this eerie atmosphere, looking slowly at Wen Ziyao, "In fact, you knew all along that the thing was Lin Xiaoman, didn’t you?"

As soon as Chu Jin finished speaking, the air fell silent again, and the previous crying vanished suddenly.

It stopped abruptly as if something had suddenly covered its mouth.

Wen Ziyao did not speak, her body shaking nonstop, not knowing whether it was out of guilt or fear.

"I don’t know, I didn’t know it was Lin Xiaoman, Little Man was my best friend when she was alive..."

The so-called Raising Ghost Technique involved using a locust tree as a container, summoning the spirit of the deceased into it, confining them there, endlessly offering incense and worship. With this, one could seek wealth, power, and achieve anything, gratifying all human greed.

However, this inflicted great harm on the ghosts, preventing them from being reincarnated, forever locked within the locust tree, unable to move freely, controlled by humans, suffering torment until their souls disintegrated.

It was an extremely sinister practice.

Chu Jin sneered coldly, "If she was your best friend, why did you let her soul disperse? She was already dead, and you couldn’t even spare her lingering spirit. What exactly happened between you to harbour such resentment towards her?"

Having her innermost thoughts exposed by Chu Jin made Wen Ziyao even more guilty, her face instantly turning ashen, biting her lip tightly, and not saying a word.

Listening to the exchange between the two and seeing Wen Ziyao’s reaction, Shen Suhua seemed to remember something, the color draining from her face, opening her mouth several times as if wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn’t utter a word.

"Where did you put the thing?" Chu Jin’s face was expressionless, her voice indifferent, yet this very demeanor made Wen Ziyao neither dare to look at her nor answer her question.

The air was once again filled with silence.

It was a deathly silence, sending chills through one’s spine.

An ominous and terrifying aura spread to every corner of the room.

No one knew what would happen or what might appear the next second.

Chu Jin’s expression was becoming impatient, and she said in a slightly cold tone, "Where is it exactly?"

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an inexplicable pressure, making it difficult for others to breathe.

Wen Ziyao, looking down, stuttered, "It’s... it’s inside the mirror."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s gaze instinctively focused on the standing mirror.

Under the light, the mirror reflected the figures and the scene inside the room, its surface casting a chilling gleam as if it wasn’t just a mirror but a monster with jaws agape.

Li Mi couldn’t help but shudder, quickly averting her gaze, not daring to look at the mirror again.

Chu Jin turned and slowly walked toward the mirror, her steps measured.

’Tap, tap, tap—’

Each step deeply tugged at everyone’s hearts.

She approached the mirror, reached out to grip its edge, and with a forceful twist...

’Crack,’ the large mirror was abruptly pulled down, and Chu Jin pushed the mirror to one side.

The item hidden behind it was now fully exposed to everyone’s eyes.

Shen Suhua and Li Mi both showed looks of terror on their faces.

A moment later, Shen Suhua came to her senses, pointing at Wen Ziyao and shouting, "Yaoyao! Have you gone mad? How could you put such a thing in the mirror!"

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