Realizing this, Qu Luo's face began to turn pale. He looked at Nangong Baiye, his eyes swaying back and forth.
Nangong Baiye also frowned, bit his fingertips, and put a yellow talisman on his back with his backhand: "Broken!"
Qu Luo spat out a mouthful of black water, and the side of his handsome face turned red from coughing.
The laughter disappeared.
But Qu Luo became angry, rolled up his sleeves and was about to dive: "Don't stop me, you fuckers. If you dare to play tricks on me, I can't kill you, the devil!" After maintaining the jumping posture for a while, Qu Luo discovered
There was really no one to stop him, so he pretended to look back: "I jumped, I really jumped!"
Nangong Baiye once again lamented that people who can play with Master Qi are really abnormal.
She walked along the shore, squinting her eyes to collect her thoughts, then stopped and asked the man: "Did you already know that there were corpses in the water?"
Beiming Liancheng twisted his fingers around her long hair and yawned again and again: "Yeah."
"Resentment is spread through water, so anyone who has drunk tea is likely to be possessed by her?" Although Nangong Baiye used a question, it was indeed an affirmative tone.
Beiming Liancheng smiled evilly. He couldn't tell the difference between man and night. He could only vaguely feel the strong aura of the king: "Yeah."
"She wants to kill everyone in the capital." Nangong Baiye rubbed his face and asked again: "How many people are dead now?"
The man's cold fingertips traced her neck, causing a slight tremor, and his seductive voice was deep: "Give me your soul, and I will tell you."
"Ha..." Nangong Baiye also smiled like him, pulled back his hair, and his eyes turned into crescent moons: "I heard what my senior brother said, that means there are not yet seven or forty-nine people."
Beiming Liancheng's thin lips curved again, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
Nangong Baiye's eyes were dark, as if he was saying to himself: "Now that things have come to this, I can only try..."
It would be unpleasant for anyone to be woken up in the middle of the night.
But it’s so noisy outside!
The government officials could only hold up their trousers and long knives, and ran to the hall to open the door.
"Who, it's so late, came to report the crime!"
He cursed and walked out, only to see a little man standing in front of the drum.
With one hand behind his back and a sledgehammer in the other, he hit the drum surface with a loud bang. The force suddenly woke up the government servant who seemed to be sleeping and half awake!
The small face and bald head made the yamen officer tremble and quickly invited the person in.
The newly appointed Yamen Master Zhang didn't even put on his black gauze hat properly, he ran bumpily holding his head. When he saw Hei Si, his old face smiled and said: "Master Si, you are not here for a duel, are you?"
It turns out that the young master of the Hei family’s habit of dueling is known to everyone in the capital!
Hei Si had an expressionless little face and shook his head with a newfound enthusiasm.
Mr. Zhang let out a long breath and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief: "That's good, that's good..." He heard that almost no family that was approached by Young Master Si of the Hei family could survive.
"We are here to report the case!" Nangong Xiaomiao, who was holding Hei Si, said in a sweet voice, with a deep sense of politeness: "Your Excellency, hurry up and go to court to review the case!"
Two children came to report the crime?
Mr. Zhang felt a little melancholy and began to wonder how this case would be tried.
A slender figure appeared in the foggy night, it was Nangong Baiye.
She walked over step by step, her whole body was wet, and water dripped drop by drop at her feet. Under her long, slightly curly hair, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she looked a little more yin than usual.
"Mother..." Nangong Xiaomiao worried about her white and tender face.
Nangong Baiye touched his head, seeming to reassure him.
At this point, Mr. Zhang could only go to trial, but what puzzled him was that even though it was late at night, there was still a group of people standing outside to watch the excitement.
Those common people were all woken up by Nangong Baiye. They didn't even know why they stood at the door of the Yamen.
This notification was intended to cause a big stir, and even the people in Nangongyuan received the news.
After hearing that Nangong Baiye brought people to the Yamen, Nangong Hongyan, who was standing in front of the Buddhist hall, looked at Mrs. Su with trembling fingers: "Mother..."
Mrs. Su didn't say anything, she just knocked on the wooden fish again and again.
Nangong Rui'er came over, patted Nangong Hongyan's hand, and sneered: "The Jiang family's case was originally a death case, and she couldn't find it out."
"Well..." Nangong Hongyan calmed down, but she was still a little distracted.
Mrs. Su put down the wooden fish in her hand and said calmly: "Rui'er, you and Yan'er go over and stare at Jiang Xin and tell him not to talk nonsense."
"My daughter understands." Nangong Ruier looked at Mrs. Su with a deep look, asked the maid to serve her, and put on the golden fur cloak.
The weather outside is very cold, but it's just because it's too cold that it's not normal.
In the winter, the snow should be falling, but why is it raining lightly?
Nangong Hongyan was not very energetic along the way, her eyes were looking outside the sedan, and her lips were a little white.
When the two of them arrived at the Yamen, Mr. Zhang had already put on his court uniform and opened the court to hear the case.
Snapped!
Tang Mu was shocked.
The people followed and rubbed their eyes.
Mr. Zhang asked businesslikely: "Who is standing in the hall?"
"Nangong Baiye." When she said this, she smiled strangely.
Mr. Zhang was so embarrassed by the laughter that he continued to ask: "Who are you going to sue?"
"Jiang Xin." Nangong Baiye's voice was a little heavy.
Master Zhang frowned: "You want to sue Yuanwai Jiang?"
"That's right." Nangong Baiye's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a sinister tone, "You don't accept it?"
Mr. Zhang chewed his teeth. Although he had just taken office, he also knew that Jiang Xin was a well-known wealthy businessman in the capital. In the officialdom, he not only had to do the things assigned by the court well, but also had to be a good person. He could not just do it.
Come, will you offend Jiang Yuanwai?
Nangong Baiye seemed to have read through his mind. The water drops were like endless blood dripping at his feet. She asked again: "You don't accept it?"
"This...do you have any misunderstanding about Jiang Yuanwai?" Mr. Zhang hesitated and glanced at the people outside the hall: "If it is a misunderstanding, I can resolve it privately without going to court."
"Haha." Nangong Baiye laughed softly. The voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and it was so hoarse that it made people feel uncomfortable.
Nangong Xiaomiao reached out to grab her, her face changed, and golden streaks appeared in her eyes: "Sir, you'd better accept this case."
"My officer..." Master Zhang wanted to say something else.
Hei Si said coldly: "If you don't try the case, you will have a duel!"
Another duel...
"I will judge, I will judge!" Mr. Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then turned to Nangong Baiye and asked: "What are you going to sue Jiang?"
Nangong Baiye raised his eyes, his long hair was rolled up by the wind, as if filled with endless resentment...
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