shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1322 This ghost is your acquaintance again?
Lei Hu said: "He tried to escape later, but was bitten by our hounds, and died while being escorted to the Yamen just now."

Jiang Ying resented: "It's so cheap for him."

After a while, news came from the hospital that Song Yucheng also woke up.

Although he was weak, he kept calling his cousin.

The Shura envoy who was guarding him asked the reason. He said that when Li Zhuangnian attacked them with a knife, he mentioned his mother who died tragically.

Li Zhuangnian felt that their family was innocent, and even called Jiang Mian a ghost who killed Tweety and brought bad luck to their family.

When Bai Zhi'er heard this, he was very angry.

"He's really shameless!"

At this moment, Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang both passed out due to excessive grief.

Jiang Ying had no choice but to turn around hastily and return to their side to take care of them.

Feng Fuce arranged and said: "Jiang Ying staying here is useless, why don't you take Master Jiang and the others back home first."

After Jiang Ying and the others left, only Jiang Mian, who was lying in the coffin, and two maids of the Jiang family were left in the Yizhuang.

Because Jiang Mian is the young lady of the Jiang family after all, she is the only one in the hall where her coffin is parked.

Bai Zhi'er looked at the person in the coffin, who was still alive and kicking, and sighed regretfully.

"She originally recognized her family and was about to marry the one she loves."

But encountered such a thing.

Feng Fuce thought for a while and said: "If Li Zhuangnian's soul has not gone to the underworld, it can be sent to the devil world, so that he can feel the pain that he would rather die."

Bai Zhi'er shook her head, her dark eyes were cold and determined.

"I want to explain it myself."

Time flies, the evening passed, and night fell heavily.

The wind blowing from nowhere made the candles in the entire living room flicker on and off.

The two little maids were a little scared, but they didn't dare to speak.

Bai Zhi'er said: "Go to the front hall, ask the old man in Shouyi Village for some paper money, and burn it at the door, so you don't need to come in."

"Yes, princess." The maids stepped back.

Feng Fuce sat on a chair in the corner, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, which made his aura even more stern.

A gust of wind blows slowly.

Bai Zhier's familiar voice came——

"Hey, little ancestor! I can smell it from afar, and it really is you who are here."

The fog cleared, and black and white impermanent tall figures stood on both sides of Jiang Mian's coffin.

When Bai Wuchang spoke, he stuck out his red tongue and rolled his eyes when he smiled, making him even more weird and handsome.

Heiwuchang beside him cupped his hands: "Hello, Emperor Ji!"

Because of their appearance, Jiang Mian's soul gradually emerged.

At this time, her soul was still unconscious, and she hadn't realized that she was dead, and her expression was in a daze.

Before Jiang Mian floated to Hei Wuchang's side, Bai Zhi'er pressed down on the side of the coffin with a bare hand.

"You can't go yet!"

Jiang Mian's soul paused, as if locked by a powerful invisible force.

Black and white looked at each other.

They laughed dryly: "Di Ji, this ghost is your acquaintance again?"

Bai Zhi'er nodded with a smile: "It's my friend. I checked her life expectancy. She died in vain. She could have lived for many more years, but because of a scum's revenge, she was killed by the sword."

"Even if you take back such a soul, you will surely find that her life span is not over. Then Grandpa Yan Wang will have a headache again, and arrange how to compensate her."

(End of this chapter)