Nü Piao sat down next to Qi Bao'er while keeping her hands in the shape of her heart. Except for the gray eyeballs in her eye sockets that could move, everything else about her body was stiffer than her body that had been buried for more than ten days.
What's even more outrageous is that after Xiaodun settled her here, he ignored her and continued to peel melon seeds. He peeled a small handful and took a mouthful, then continued peeling.
This is very annoying, okay? Could you please give me some advice?
After Qi Baoer finished eating a plate of melon seeds, she took out the packet of peanuts and poured them into the empty plate. Only then did she pick up a peanut and peel it while looking at the girl next to her.
Nvpiao is a new piao, she still looks like she was before her death, but she has so much resentment in her heart that she has become a fierce ghost.
He was wearing a prison uniform. You read that right. It was a prison uniform worn by prisoners. It was torn into pieces and looked like rags hanging from his body. If he hadn't seen the prison uniform along the way, he would have recognized it at a glance.
Thought it was underwear.
There was nothing in Nv Piao's prison clothes, but what she saw was not normal skin, but old and new whiplash burns, or old and new bruises; not a single piece of skin was intact, and even her face was covered in burns.
It's because the blisters no longer show their original appearance.
The peanut meat that Qi Baoer was about to eat smacked in front of his mouth, and his appetite suddenly disappeared.
"The injuries on your body were caused by the officer who escorted you?"
It seemed that it had touched Nv Piao's hateful place, and Nv Piao's body suddenly became full of resentment. In Qi Bao'er's eyes, there was no Nv Piao next to her, only a humanoid black mist writhing.
Then, Nv Piao calmly returned to her human appearance, glaring at Xiao Dundun quite angrily.
Even though she lost her mind and was full of resentment, she still couldn't move or say anything. The resentment that arose quickly disappeared, and the disappeared consciousness also came back little by little.
Although she hasn't been around in Piaojie for long, she still knows what she should know. She has met a powerful Taoist priest. She took the initiative to send him to him even though she didn't want to die. It can be seen that the sky is going to die because she killed too many people.
she.
Qi Baoer immobilized her whole body, except for her mouth, and Nv Piao finally said her first words besides "嘘嘤嘤嘤".
"just kill me."
She doesn't want to be made into a completely mindless ghost servant.
Qi Bao'er was startled by her sudden plea, and looked at Nv Piao with an inexplicable expression, wondering if she was a mentally ill person before she was alive.
Nu Piao saw that Qi Bao'er didn't respond and just stared at her, and she started crying immediately. It was not the soft and tender cry just now, but a sad and shrill cry with a ghostly air. It's not easy to hear, but ordinary people want to hear it.
So, it is possible for the soul to be shaken out of the body.
Qi Baoer hurriedly waved his hand and a barrier of Hades' power enveloped the entire lobby.
"I heard from my sisters that powerful Taoist priests have two ways to deal with evil ghosts:
One is to kill them directly. This is actually the best outcome for us ghosts. It’s all over once and for all. We are not born to kill anyone, but after we become ghosts, we are often out of control. When we wake up, we find that we have killed again.
One person.
Another option is to take them as servants of ghosts, which means to completely annihilate their minds and then control them for your own use. This is the greatest torture for evil ghosts."
Qi Bao'er didn't agree with Nv Piao's words.
As the saying goes, there are lies after lies. To put it more simply, what Piao says is usually true.
Maybe the Nv Piao in front of me was a good person before she was alive, but after she became a ghost born out of resentment and her hands were dyed bright red, the ghost born out of resentment was already bloodthirsty because of the great resentment.
If you control yourself to do evil with your own heart, you will gradually lose control of your instinct, but once it becomes attached to someone's life, you will no longer be able to control it.
Qi Bao'er couldn't bear to hear her untrue words. She cried so much that she had a headache and knocked on the table.
The days are filled with cries.
Nvpiao looked at Xiaodun cautiously: looking at such a delicate and beautiful little girl, how could she be so indifferent?
When the delicate little baby looked at her coldly, Nvpiao, for some reason, instinctively looked away in fear.
"I like to hear the truth and don't like to hear lies. If you still want to continue the performance just now, I can let you go to the underworld and slowly perform it for everyone to see in front of the judge."
"No, no, no, I won't go." Once she went to the underworld, she had to spend at least a hundred years in each of the eighteen levels of hell.
Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.
"Then say it."
Nvpiao was a little confused: "Say...what did you say?"
Is this a real reaction? Does she really not know what to say?
Qi Baoer saw her right, this nvpiao was a brainless person before she was born.
Qi Baoer: "...How did you die?"
What were you thinking? It turned out that I just wanted to know this. If I had told you earlier, what kind of energy was she acting just now?
"How did he die? I have to start with the exile of our family."
After a pause, she cautiously looked at Xiaodun again. Seeing that she was not angry because of her talk, Nupiao felt relieved and began to speak slowly.
Maybe it was because she knew there was no hope of escape, maybe because no one was willing to listen to her talk properly, either before or after her death. At first, Nupiao was just stating things about outsiders, and then she became more and more unconscious as she talked.
I was deeply invested in my true feelings and cried loudly again in the end.
The girl's name is Xiaoyu. She was born in Qingyilou. She has no real name. She was sold into Qingyilou before she could remember it. Xiaoyu is her nickname.
Because of her good looks and graceful figure, Xiaoyu was sold by a place that specialized in breeding thin horses when she was eight years old, and was placed in a farm.
There are dozens of thin horses like her in the farm who are also being trained.
When Xiaoyu was fifteen years old, she was sold as a concubine to the eldest son who was a businessman in the next room of the magistrate's house named Ye in a southern state capital.
No need to guess, this prefect surnamed Ye was also a person involved in the major case of embezzlement of money and food for disaster relief in the south, and his three tribes were also exiled.
Xiaoyu was one of the previous batch of exiles, following the second roommate of the Ye family, but her luck was not as good as that of this batch of exiles.
Although the cadres are mostly the same, they all try their best to get benefits on the road. They are not kind to the prisoners, and they are kind even if they don't torture them along the way.
However, this batch of prisoners is because there is a disaster relief team in front of them, and secondly, the people in charge of the two teams behind are not bad.
As for Xiaoyu and his group, the first one was a gangster who was well-known in the government circles. Moreover, this person was very, very, very good at getting involved. The number of prisoners and female prisoners he escorted was reduced compared to other prisoners.
The number of escorts would be much higher.
Everyone knows the truth behind it, but...
There is someone above this man, his sister is the concubine of the second son of the Great Sima family, and she is also a concubine.
The second son of Da Sima's family has done nothing for personal gain and has not promoted anyone from his concubine's family at will because of his concubine. However, no matter how much he says to the people below him, Da Sima's face cannot be denied.
So I can only turn a blind eye to that bastard.
He could only secretly sympathize with the prisoners he led.
