Hurry up and wear Little Meng Po, I boiled the abusive script

Chapter 12 The Tragic Death of the Bride in Red (12)

This medicine was boiled by Xiaomei herself, and it would never be dropped by others, so there would be absolutely no problem with the medicine, but why would Shen Mingyue be fine.

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Xiaomei stepped forward to take a look at Meng Qiaohe, and found that there was nothing unusual about her, and then said coldly, "What the hell are you doing? Didn't you drink poison? How can you still talk?"

Meng Qiaohe sat back on the bench, crossed his legs, swayed his toes back and forth, then covered his mouth with one hand and smiled lightly, the girl's voice sounded a bit sharp, "I drank it, but, Your medicine is of no use to me."

Hearing what Meng Qiaohe said, Xiaomei glanced at her again. The woman in front of her certainly looked like Shen Mingyue, but her tone of voice and unruly smile were definitely not what the weak and incompetent Shen Mingyue could do. manifested.

Xiaomei was stunned. Who was this person who looked exactly like Shen Mingyue in front of her? !

She was still in astonishment. At this moment, there were muffled roars in the room, and wandering spirits were floating everywhere on the beams and in the air.

Their voices were high-pitched and thin, extremely eerie, "Give me my life...Give me my life..."

Xiaomei and the servant heard these voices and looked at those figures that looked like ghosts. Some of them could vaguely see their appearance, they were the slaves in the mansion who were tortured to death by them before.

They immediately backed away in fright, trying to escape from this terrifying place, but before they reached the door, the door was closed by a great force from the inside.

Those young servants tried their best to open the door, but no matter how hard they tried, the door couldn't be opened. No matter how much they shouted, the people standing outside the door couldn't hear their shouts.

Xiaomei turned her head and saw Meng Qiaohe who was sitting on the bench slowly flying into the air. Then, a red halo gradually appeared around her, and Meng Qiaohe slowly floated in the air like a banished Immortals looked down at them.

Xiaomei and those servants were immediately frightened.

People will never float in the air, so...

The person in front of her is not human, nor is she Shen Mingyue.

The person in front of her is a ghost!

Moreover, she does not look like an ordinary ghost.

Meng Qiaohe stretched out her slender, white fingers and twirled the bell on her neck, looking at those wandering spirits with sleepy eyes, the girl said in an extremely lazy voice, "You can figure it out for yourself."

After all, Meng Qiaohe changed to a comfortable position and fell asleep in mid-air. When those wandering spirits heard what Meng Qiaohe said, they immediately rushed towards the people below.

Xiaomei and Xiaosi looked at the wandering souls rushing towards them, and they all knelt down on the ground in fright, and kowtowed fiercely to Meng Qiaohe, "Please let us go...we won't be here again... I dare not."

Meng Qiaohe closed his eyes, turned a deaf ear to their begging for mercy, and soon fell asleep.

Xiaogui: [It wasn't that bad just now, now everyone is acting like a coward, we Qiao He will not pay attention to you. 】

In the room, there was a burst of ghost crying and wolf howling...

After a while, the room became quiet. Meng Qiaohe slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the people in the room who had fainted from fright, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He stretched his waist and slowly descended from midair. down.

Xiaogui: [Qiao He, these people must have been frightened crazy, right? 】

Meng Qiaohe didn't speak, she tidied up her clothes, then walked towards the door, pushed the door open, and the sunlight came in from the treetops.

Meng Qiaohe turned his head and glanced at the room behind him. The ghosts floating in the air all scattered into wisps of green smoke and finally disappeared into the air.

Meng Qiaohe walked out of the woodshed, and the bell on his neck rang.

Then came the voice of Mr. Bo, who is in charge of the book of life and death in the underworld.

After wandering souls go down to the underworld, they will report to him first, and cross out the names left in this life on the book of life and death.

Master Bo teased Meng Qiaohe: "Little Qiaohe, you send me so many wandering souls all at once, are you not afraid of exhausting me to death?"

Meng Qiaohe giggled, and the girl's voice was as sweet as a bell: "Grandpa Bo, I'm trying to increase your performance."

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Evening East Wing

"It's not good, it's not good, madam, something happened."

A young servant ran in from the courtyard door in a panic.

Wei Yunlan was playing chess with Shen Mingqing at this time, when she heard the servant's voice, she frowned slightly.

The maidservant next to Wei Yunlan cast a sideways glance at the boy, and stopped him, "Why are you in such a hurry, don't you see that the eldest lady is playing chess with the eldest lady?"

The boy knelt down on the ground with a puff, his face was full of fear and panic, "Ma'am, something happened in the woodshed..."

When Wei Yunlan heard the word 'chaifang', the hand holding the chess piece paused slightly, and then looked at the servant.

The tone was still calm, "What happened over there?"

She asked Xiaomei to bring a few people to bring that little slut Shen Mingyue to the woodshed, and then told her to buy medicine to poison her. After counting the time, three hours have passed, and all of this should be done.

But the strange thing is why Xiaomei hasn't come to report the good news to her, but Xiaomei has always done things relatively neatly, so she is quite at ease.

The little servant shook his body and couldn't speak clearly, "Xiaomei and the others had an accident."

Wei Yunlan frowned: "What happened to them?"

The boy said tremblingly: "They seem to have gone crazy in the firewood room, and they are fighting each other."

Wei Yunlan dropped the chess piece in her hand, stood up, and exclaimed in surprise, "What?"

Shen Mingqing watched Wei Yunlan stand up, followed suit, and looked at the servant, "You say Xiaomei and the others... are crazy?"

The servant nodded, "Well, Da Furen, you should hurry up and follow me, I'm afraid someone will die later."

When Wei Yunlan rushed to the firewood room, she saw such a scene. Those young servants and Xiaomei were fighting together. They seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and their walking posture was like walking dead. Wei Yunlan asked someone to go over and call them They didn't listen to the name, and continued to fight, as if they wanted to beat each other to death before giving up.

Shen Mingqing stood behind Wei Yunlan, saw this chaotic scene, and whispered to Wei Yunlan: "Mother, what happened to them?"

Wei Yunlan was also a little surprised, she shook her head, then looked at the boy standing beside her, the boy who called her just now asked, "Where's that little bitch Shen Mingyue?"

The boy was dazed for a moment, shaking his head like a rattle, "When I heard the voice coming, I didn't see Fourth Miss."

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