Chapter 433

But after daybreak, he would return to that cowardly state. To avoid being bullied by the local thugs, he chose to lower his own status, to become a so-called "lick-dog," thinking he had sacrificed so much.

Yet from Zhao Mumu's perspective, his behavior did not please her at all; it even disrupted her studies and daily life, constituting harassment.

Consequently, Zhao Mumu rejected him on the spot, telling him she would never like him and to stop pestering her in the future.

It was those very words that made him thoroughly hate Zhao Mumu. He believed Zhao Mumu was humiliating him—humiliating him in front of so many classmates.

It was one thing for others to bully him, but what right did she have to humiliate him too? What right!

Just because she was a bit better looking? Did being pretty mean she could look down on him?

Fine, so she was pretty, was she? Then let's completely ruin that face!

That evening, which was also a Friday night, Zhao Mumu stayed out late with her roommates and didn't go home. She received a call asking her to come out and pick up a delivery.

Then, after she left the school gate and exited the surveillance area, she was knocked unconscious by him from behind and dragged into the darkness.

Zhao Mumu's final memory was waking up beside a dirt pit, but she woke up in pain.

When she awoke, her facial bones had been shattered by the murderer, her face was covered in blood, her nasal and oral cavities tasted of rust, and everything her eyes could see was a blood-red blur.

Her hands and feet were bound, and a towel was stuffed in her mouth; she couldn't cry out, nor could she scream, only faint, sobbing sounds of despair escaped.

"I remember now, I remember everything."

Zhao Mumu, also trapped within the Heart Demon Illusion, recalled every experience leading up to her death.

She covered her face, as if the agony before her death had yet to dissipate.

"It was you who killed me, it was you!"

Zhao Mumu watched the playback of her own death, watching how she was beaten to death by him with a shovel and then hastily buried.

"No wonder there were always endless maggots on my face, no wonder I couldn't remember what I looked like."

"My face..."

"I used to be so pretty, my face wasn't like this..."

Zhao Mumu cried and laughed, her eyes blood-red, the resentment gathering so intensely she had almost turned into a vengeful ghost.

Tang An did not stop her, but instead teleported the entire group to the place where Zhao Mumu had been buried.

"Causality and reincarnation, retribution is never late. Do whatever you want, just go ahead."

Zhao Mumu possessed the thug directly, and using the thug's hands, she took the shovel and chased after the male student to kill him.

No matter how he begged for mercy, how he apologized, or how he pleaded his own pitiful excuses about being forced, Zhao Mumu did not have a single thought of letting him go.

"Your pitiful state was not caused by me."

"But my life was taken by you."

"You didn't dare to resist them, so you picked me because I rejected you. Because I was weaker than you, you thought I was easy to bully, and you made me the outlet for your twisted inner self."

"You ask why I rejected you? Then I must ask you, what right do you have! What right do you have to harass me, and because I rejected you, I deserved to die?!"

Zhao Mumu controlled the thug's body, striking the murderer's face with all her might.

Once, twice, and again.

She watched him flee, and watched him get beaten until he was unrecognizable and in too much pain to run. Watching him in agony, desperately begging for mercy, she laughed with a crazy sense of satisfaction.

"You killed me, I kill you."

"Retribution in reincarnation should be like this; only then is it fair!"

"Smack!"

This final shovel strike was so powerful that the handle snapped in two.

And the murderer's brains were splattered out, ending his life instantly.

Tang An and Nezha watched all of this silently, never once intervening.

Although that thug was not the murderer, he had committed many evils and was the one behind the scenes.

Therefore, it was reasonable for Zhao Mumu to use his hands to kill and settle the karma.

"I've called the police." Tang An put down her phone and looked at Zhao Mumu.

Zhao Mumu left the thug's body, walked to the place where she had been buried, and knelt on the ground, weeping loudly.

Tang An detained the murderer's soul and summoned Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang, telling them to take the murderer away and see how he should be judged.

Of course, the fate of a ghost she personally handed over would certainly not be a good one.

"You two go back, come back tomorrow night to take her away." Tang An wanted to give her one last chance to see her family.

"Understood." Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang said nothing more and took the murderer's ghost away.

It was already midnight when the police arrived. They took the thug and his group away, and because of this, they discovered the abnormality under the grass and found Zhao Mumu's corpse.

Her corpse looked exactly like her ghost. It had already been eaten by maggots, and her features were gone.

Fortunately, the police station found someone to identify the body very smoothly. That same night, Zhao Mumu's family rushed to the police station to identify Zhao Mumu's remains.

"Mom~"

Zhao Mumu's obsession had dissipated, and she had returned to her appearance before death. She was indeed a very pretty girl, clean and pure.

Her life should not have been like this. But now, she could only stand in the morgue, watching her family hold her corpse and weep bitterly.

"Mom, I'm here..."

Zhao Mumu watched her mother cry until she fainted, eagerly wanting to comfort her, but they were separated by life and death, and she could only reach out into empty air.

Nezha looked at Tang An; her eyes were red.

"Help her." He knew that doing so would make Tang An feel a little better too.

Tang An nodded and waved a strand of Dharma power, allowing Zhao Mumu's mother to see her daughter one last time and say goodbye.

Everyone present thought Zhao Mumu's mother was hallucinating due to excessive grief, but she would rather spend her whole life immersed in such a hallucination than face the reality of losing her daughter.

Tang An turned away, unable to bear watching any longer; the pain of mother and daughter being separated was something she herself could never let go of in this life.

She, Nezha, and Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang waited outside for a long time.

It wasn't until after two in the morning that Zhao Mumu's family left. But because of the suspected homicide, Zhao Mumu's body could not be taken back yet.

"Should I go now?" Zhao Mumu came out and walked to Tang An and the others.

Tang An couldn't bear it, but could only nod. "Your obsession has dissipated, and you are separated by life and death. Staying in the mortal world any longer is not good for your family."

Zhao Mumu walked over and hugged Tang An. "Thank you, truly thank you."

"If it weren't for you, I might still be a lonely ghost, trapped in that old hospital, not even knowing how I died."

"Thank you for letting me get my revenge, thank you for letting me say goodbye to my mother."

Zhao Mumu let go of Tang An and looked at her earnestly. "They say good people are rewarded; I believe you will definitely receive very, very good blessings in the future."

Tang An lowered her head and smiled faintly, then said, "Then I will accept your blessing and thank you in advance."

Zhao Mumu nodded and then looked at Nezha. "Thank you too, I hope you can protect her well; she really is a very, very good girl." She bowed to Nezha in thanks.

But despite the reluctance, the time for parting had come.

She looked back every few steps, waved goodbye to Tang An, and finally left the mortal world completely with Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang.