Xiang Yue sighed, "At that time, I was very grateful to Yun Sheng, and I regarded him as a friend."

"What happened later... in short, things that shouldn't have happened happened unconsciously."

I interrupted Xiang Yue, "Are you saying that you didn't have any love for Meng Qingqiu, and that the relationship just happened unconsciously?"

"Yes!" Xiang Yue's old face couldn't help but turn red.

I said in a deep voice, "Have you ever considered that you might have fallen into Meng Qingqiu's trap?"

Xiang Yue's face turned pale instantly. After a long while, he roared, "Meng Qingqiu, I won't spare you!"

After Xiang Yue roared, he choked up and said, "At that time, Xiaolan... that is, my wife, she and Linlin both suffered from severe heart disease."

"I was her only hope. Originally, her condition had gradually improved under Yun Sheng's treatment. However, her condition took a sharp turn for the worse after I had a relationship with Meng Qingqiu. When she passed away, she was always holding her right hand. In her hand... in her hand were a few strands of long hair."

"That should be Meng Qingqiu's hair. Among the people I know, only she has long hair. Xiaolan, she must have..."

"Psychological murder!" I said softly, "Meng Qingqiu knew that you were your wife's only belief. As long as this belief collapses, her world will be gone."

"She deliberately left her hair on you, once or twice. Your wife might not care, but if it happens too many times, it will form a psychological suggestion in her mind."

"The scary thing is that your wife didn't dare to ask you. She was afraid that she couldn't bear the result. Therefore, she was physically and mentally exhausted under this silent torment, and eventually died."

I said to myself, "What is Meng Qingqiu's purpose in doing this?"

The relationship between Meng Qingqiu and Yun Sheng doesn't seem to be as simple as marital discord. If Meng Qingqiu just wanted to get rid of the shackles of her family, she didn't need to kill anyone, let alone involve Xiang Yue.

What exactly does Meng Qingqiu want to do?

While I was racking my brains, Xiang Yunshang suddenly shouted, "Look at Yun Ya!"

When I turned my head, Yun Ya's hair was falling from the top of her head like strands of yellowed, withered grass. Yun Ya also looked a lot older, and the skin on her face had lost its luster.

"Hair loss!" Ye Yang grabbed Yun Ya's arm and placed two fingers on Yun Ya's wrist, "The Ten-Day Life-Extinguishing Curse has been triggered."

I stood up from my seat and rushed to Yun Ya in a few steps, "The curse has been activated. The colors on Yun Ya's shroud weren't so vibrant just now. The shroud has changed color, and Yun Ya's lifespan is beginning to drain away. The real killer is this shroud. We've been fooled."

"Then quickly take off the shroud!" Xiang Yue rushed up to grab Yun Ya's shroud.

"No!" I blocked Xiang Yue back with a palm, "If we take off the shroud now, she will die immediately. I can't suppress this kind of curse."

There are countless strange and bizarre curses in the world.

If sorcerers could easily suppress curses, the art of curses would not be so dreaded by the entire sorcerer world.

"What should we do?" Xiang Yue was pacing around anxiously.

"Speed up and go to Yun Family Village, quickly!" As I urged the driver, the driver slammed on the brakes and stopped, "Look at the side of the road..."

When I looked in the direction he was pointing, I saw a white banner with blood-red characters written on it: "You will die if you go any further!"

I said in a deep voice, "Ignore it, drive past it."

After the driver stepped on the accelerator, the car started to accelerate continuously. In the blink of an eye, the speed had soared to more than 120 kilometers per hour.

Xiang Yue kept urging the driver, "Faster, faster!"

The driver held the steering wheel and slowly said, "Haven't you heard that you shouldn't urge the driver? One urge hastens the person, two urges hasten the soul, and three urges hasten death."

"If you drive my soul away, and a dead person is left driving, we can only drive towards death."

"How many times did you urge me just now?"

"Are you crazy!" Xiang Yue didn't react for a moment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The driver sneered, "Who do you think is sitting in the passenger seat?"

There was originally no one in the passenger seat. As soon as the driver finished speaking, someone turned his head from the passenger seat.

Although the other party only showed half of his face, it could still be seen that he was the driver Xiang Yue had brought.

Cold sweat broke out on Xiang Yue's forehead, "You... who is driving?"

The other party sneered grimly, "I told you not to urge me, but you wouldn't listen! The slowest car in the world is a hearse, and the fastest car is also a hearse."

"Haven't you heard that when you're in a car, if there's suddenly an extra person in the car, that's the driver's soul? When the soul is gone, the car can drive the fastest, because a dead person won't let go of their foot! Once they step on the accelerator, they'll keep pressing it down, and the car won't stop until it crashes."

As the driver spoke, the car had already climbed to the top of the mountain road. The sound of the engine suddenly rose sharply in the car, and the van rushed straight down the mountain road, heading straight for the guardrail a hundred meters away.

When Xiang Yue got up to grab the steering wheel, I blocked him back into his seat with a palm, "Don't get in the way!"