Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess 419 Mo Chou 57

Why so? A stupid question. Of course, because it was no fun to be locked up. She also wanted an answer from that ghost king face to face. 

Just then. When she was glaring at the walls that kept preventing her escape, she found the guy on the screen was not yet done with his narration. 

"Let's talk about what happened after that poor guy died," said Jiang Li after pausing for a full minute to let his listeners digest what they just heard.

"Hold on…" 

However, Zhan Rong's face was still strange. She appeared deep in contemplation. Like Gu Mochou, she was a.s.suming the guy was the handicapped person in the story. There were other pieces of information swirling in her head. 

The village was the Zhao Village. 

The ghost army comprised all the women who had perished in the forest. Some of them died nearby that area persecuted by the human-skinned devils or died inside the village itself from trying to escape. 

Jiang Li was the one who got trapped in that weird temple. He ended up most likely because of his relations.h.i.+p with the village. Even though he was an outsider who only got brought into the village by traffickers, he was still technically a Zhao villager. Naturally, he was hated by the vengeful spirits as the latter was to consume by hatred to think of properly categorizing the living people of that lace. 

Zhan Rong was a.s.suming somebody from the ghost army or perhaps, the whole ghost army drove Jiang Li into the temple, confined under the watchful eyes of a Buddha statue. 

It was a complete coincidence that they freed him. 

It was unknown whether it was out of compa.s.sion to warn them that he followed, but there was a high likelihood that it was a bored Buddha or deity from somewhere who turned him into a system ghost pet which got accidentally awarded to her. 

Now, this ghost pet was telling him his background like it was nothing. 

Zhan Rong did not actually dislike digging into the pain of others, as long the said person was an enemy. This was why she felt not much about Gu Mochou apart from feeling sorry for the abuses that the woman experienced in that place. 

But Jiang Li was not an enemy. Regardless if the work of the system was a coincidence or not, Jiang Li was her exclusive property. So even if the ghost was not uncomfortable talking about it in that way, she was uncomfortable listening to it.

The appearance was the same, so was the soul, so Jiang Li easily perceived the change of the air around Zhan Rong even though she looked calm on the outside.

 He shrugged. "Actually, since that guy already died in the story and there is not much to tell, I think it would better to move on to the woman whom he tried to help."

Zhan Rong went silent for a moment before she raised her hand. "I already have an idea about that person."

"Oh?" 

This time the poker face was gone. She looked at Jiang Li with her brows knitted deeply. Her face suggested that she was not fond of the person in her mind. She said slowly, "Jiang Li. It's you who told me most of the things I know about her."

Zhang Rong narrowed her eyes and continued, "For example, she can communicate with ghosts, and to an extent, mobilize them."

"Yes."

"You said she feared judges from h.e.l.l. And it is because she was supposed to stay there for good. But she escaped and went back to Earth."

"She's a person who only reincarnated to exact vengeance."

The ghost king nodded. 

"Hmm. Just now, I saw a forum post about her stupidly cras.h.i.+ng her car against a lamppost. This annoying woman should be lying in a hospital bed, right?"

Gu Mochou glared at Zhan Rong, seemingly dying to pull this woman's hair and make her bald. She knew who the other party was referring to. The answer was obvious. Without factoring the hate dripping from Zhan Rong's voice, it could only be her, Gu Mochou. And she couldn't deny it since it was the truth, no matter how she hated the last description. But did she ever want to get into an accident? Who wants to be in a comatose state?

"Well, you are right." Jiang Li replied to Zhan Rong.

This was actually another thing that Gu Mochou could not believe. That the one she was currently a.s.suming to be Zhao Bolin, told about the affairs of the past and her ident.i.ty to a normal human. Was the matters of h.e.l.l and reincarnation something allowed to be told to people outside of Maoshan? No, in the first place, what was this Zhan Rong for the ghost king?

Gu Mochou narrowed her eyes, waiting for the next development.

However, to her surprise, the subject of her death stares suddenly warped in her view. The villainess blinked repeatedly and then moved her gaze to the male ghost. A moment later, even the image of the ghost blurred out.

'No more to watch?' Gu Mochou was dumbfounded.

The surface of the mirror suddenly changed into something like a mottled table or wall. One would only see unusual patterns akin to a crumpled paper that was later straightened. 

Jiang Li and Zhan Rong temporarily vanished in her vision. The conversation ended as abruptly as it started, the reason why her expression turned ugly. 

In the end, Gu Mochou could not help but mutter in unhappiness. "Why show it to me if they won't play it until the last scene?" 

Part of her was annoyed that the video ended just like that. Another was a bit unwilling for the light to die down since it would mean the room would revert to its initial state. Cold and dark. A reminder that she was mysteriously deprived of her freedom and ghost rights, and lonely. She was in the dark about the next scenes that might have clarified the ident.i.ty of the other ghost.