Regarding the fact that Qin Mingyan was dragged by his horse in the street, Nie Jiabao, the treasure of the prefect's family, waited all the time for Qin Liu's family to hang up a white lantern, but after waiting all day and night, no news came.
That damn little streamer is so tough that he won't die even if his sternum is broken by a horse's hoof? This is impossible, but he clearly heard the crack of bones.
When did the doctors in Wucheng have such good medical skills that they could save people?
Nie Jiabao couldn't sit still as he waited and waited. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, especially when he thought of Xu Qing, the granddaughter of Xu Shanchang of Wucheng Academy whom he was interested in, looking at him with disgust and disdain.
I want to vent all this evil fire.
If you can't get angry anymore, then continue to look for trouble. Even if the little streamer can't die for a while and makes troubles in the past, can he still live in peace and contentment? Maybe he can report it to King Yama after he can't get enough of it.
Just do it.
Nie Jiabao proudly led several of his followers out of the house.
The Nie family did not live in the yamen, but lived alone in a large house with five entrances. Go out from the west corner gate, turn around two alleys, and then turn to the central axis street of Wucheng. Since this area is full of very special people,
Rich people and poor peasants rarely come here, so the population is sparse.
Nie Jiabao was walking in the alley, followed by a few followers, playfully saying colorful words, "Some house has a new girl, she is pretty and well-dressed."
However, there was a sound.
Everyone was startled and paused when they saw a sack falling from the sky and accurately covering Nie Jiabao's head. Then, it seemed like a pair of invisible hands in the air beat him wildly.
Nie Jiabao was suddenly hooded and before he could react, he was struck by a burst of severe pain and screamed: "Which grandson is going to beat your grandpa!"
"I'll beat you, this grandson, on behalf of your ancestors!" A sinister voice sounded in his ears, and then he started to do it crazily.
Although he was wearing a sack, Qin Liuxi's hands hit his face with precision, and then hit various acupuncture points. That was the real severe pain. As long as she wanted to, she could not find any wounds.
But why?
She was going to punch him in that ugly face.
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
When they came to their senses, they only heard the sound of fists hitting flesh, but no one was seen. They screamed and ran away: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"
Qin Liuxi's fist fell on Nie Jiabao's head, he grabbed his hand, folded it, and stepped on his ankle with his leg.
Click.
The leg is broken.
Nie Jiabao's shrill screams resounded throughout the alley, finally attracting the people beside the alley to open their doors and take a look.
However, they only saw a sack being hit by something.
People, not people.
Is that a ghost?
The young lady who put her head around took a look at the sunlight above her head. It was so strong, what a powerful ghost it was!
boom.
The door was mercilessly closed.
Qin Liuxi beat him wildly, breaking a leg and an arm, and then spread the source of life to him and flew a needle at him.
You little bastard, you little bastard, I don’t know how many girls you’ve messed with. If you can’t handle this thing and don’t know how to use it, don’t use it.
Boom.
Nie Jiabao fell to the ground and his fate was unknown.
Seeing that there was no movement here, the guards came out from the other end of the alley to take a look, and then stopped. Is the attacker gone? He walked over slowly.
This is the prefect's Jin Gupao. If he is finished, they will have to follow Liang Liang.
Someone hesitated for a moment, lifted up his robe, pulled down his obscene pants, and put them on his head, a treasure to suppress evil!
Another guard came close to him and was shocked by his coquettish moves. He smelled the unpleasant smell and then sneezed. When he opened his mouth, something happened to blow into his mouth along with the wind.
He twisted his hand, put the thing in his hand, and shouted: "Old Hei, I will kill you!"
The man laughed and ran away.
Everyone pulled the sack off the young master's head and gasped. Not even his own mother could recognize the bruised nose and swollen face, and the strange shape of his hands and feet.
They want to be cold!
Before they could make any move, an invisible fist suddenly fell on their faces, punching and kicking them, none of them fell.
Everyone: "?"
Isn't that ghost gone?
Qin Liuxi did not pull down these accomplices, and all of them gave her a punch that she could not recognize.
There were screams one after another, and the people inside the wall were trembling. Why did such a fierce ghost appear here?
Qin Liuxi was so happy with the fight that he hooked the ghost in the corner and said, "Come here."
The ghost in the corner was so frightened that he pretended to be a ghost and was still so violent. He was scary, helpless and weak.
She can still see herself.
The ghost in the corner was shaking even more violently. Could it be that he was also beaten?
"Not coming yet?"
"Sir, there is sunshine." The ghost in the corner thought to himself that I am not pretending, I am a real ghost, and I am still a weak ghost, and I don't dare to hang out in the sun.
Qin Liuxi played a magic formula and said, "Let you come over and I will naturally protect you."
The ghost in the corner watched her perform a pinching technique and saw that his ghost power was strengthened. He couldn't help but feel happy. He tentatively stretched out a finger in the sun. No problem.
He immediately ran towards Qin Liuxi with great joy, and asked humbly, "What are your orders, sir?"
Qin Liuxi pointed at Nie Jiabao: "Follow him, blow some ghost energy into him, don't let him sleep, and show your appearance from time to time to scare him."
He was beaten like this and had his arms and legs cut off, and he couldn't rest. Within a few days, he would look like a ghost.
The Ghost in the Corner: After being beaten like this, you still play like this, what are you doing?
But he didn't dare to beep, but responded readily. He had already disliked this dandy little bully, but he was so weak that he couldn't do anything. The most he could do was blow some dirty breath on the back of his neck when he passed by.
, can't even do it.
what about now?
The ghost in the corner touched his foot tentatively and held it exactly where the broken foot was, and the yin energy jumped into Nie Jiabao's body.
Qin Liuxi didn't think it was enough, so he hooked another one and hit him, and sneered.
He was injured, didn't rest well, and was riddled with yin energy. At this time, his luck was as low as it could be. He didn't need to open his eyes to see this ghost in the corner.
By the way, if the prefect's family could manipulate him like this, then there are a lot of innocent ghosts in the prefect's backyard, and maybe there are some who were killed by him and have not yet been reincarnated. They will be floating around, and they won't be able to scare him to death.
Qin Liuxi clapped his hands with satisfaction and walked away.
The ghost in the corner happily turned around in the sun, and took a few breaths of Yang Qi. Although the souls of these people all had bad breath and were very dirty, it was better than nothing. He breathed in and out.
However, when he saw the sack thrown aside, he fell into deep thought again.
Since the adults can pretend to be a ghost so that they can't see her, why bother to use this sack? Just beat her like a follower, who can see her?
Could this be what is said in the legend, hiding one's ears and stealing the bell?
