After becoming a female devil, I cultivated immortality in prison

Chapter 7

It has been more than ten days since Qin Guogong was hit by a tree trunk and injured his waist.

I don't know if it was a deterrent from this incident, Qin Zhen and the others also disappeared for a long time, and did not bother Qin Manjing again.

Qin Manjing was even more at ease.

In the past few days, while cultivating her body, she read "Basic Secrets of Immortal Cultivation" to study in advance, learned some basic common sense of immortal cultivation, and lived a very fulfilling life.

Therefore, Qin Manjing naturally didn't know how weird and terrifying the Duke's Mansion had been telling her about her during this period of time.

In Qiulan courtyard, pots of blood flowed out from the back room.

The maidservants brought clean water and some clean white cloths, walked in and out, very busy.

"Old lady, Aunt Qiu's baby will probably not be born."

An elderly steady woman knelt on the ground with an ugly expression on her face.

It has always been the time when the master's family adds a baby to make a fortune.

Only when the child has a problem, Wen Po will kneel in front of others tremblingly and complain about it.

"Aunt Qiu is already weak, and this baby is in an abnormal position. It has been a day and a night since she gave birth. I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will..." One dead body and two lives.

Wen Po's words got stuck for a long time, but she still didn't dare to say those unlucky words.

The old lady Qin's face turned livid.She frowned, and even the ditches at the corners of her eyes became much deeper.

"What's the use of you? If my grandson can't be born safely, you people don't have to live."

Wen Po, who was kneeling below, was so frightened that she trembled like chaff.

"This..." Dou Da's cold sweat broke out from Wen Po's forehead.

When she was thinking about how to find a way out for herself, she suddenly remembered the entrustment given to her when she first entered the mansion.

At that time, Mrs. Wang was rushing into the mansion to deliver the baby to Aunt Qiu.

Unexpectedly, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and veil blocked her way.

The woman stepped forward, exuding an elegant fragrance from her body.

She whispered a word in Mrs. Wang's ear quietly.

"If you don't want to die, you can ask them if there is anyone in the mansion who is against relatives."

The room was silent, Mrs. Qin looked at Mrs. Wang with some displeasure, and the atmosphere was very anxious.

It took a while for Mrs. Wang to come back to her senses, her lips twitched a few times, not knowing whether she should say that sentence or not.

After a while, she finally made up her mind.

"Old madam, I wonder if there are... people who are celibate in the mansion?"

Mrs. Wang bit the bullet and said these words, her whole heart was filled with guilt.

In order not to show timidity, she pretended to be calm and said: "Although Aunt Qiu is weaker, she has always been pampered. Besides, she has a good image..."

"The current situation may be that someone in the mansion is restraining this child, preventing him from being born safely."

The more Mrs. Wang spoke, the more sincere she became, and she convinced herself immediately.

Mrs. Qin sat at the head, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there was an imperceptible gleam in her cloudy eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the door curtain, and a gust of cold wind brought the fire of the charcoal basin to flicker a few times.

Aunt Qiu's personal maid, Fu Dong, staggered and knelt down in front of the old lady.

"Madam, the baby is born..."

After hearing this, Mrs. Qin raised her eyes in surprise.Her tone was full of joy, "Amitabha, it is good that my grandson can be born safely."

But Fudong was crying, his eyes were red, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

"But, the child is... stillborn."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Qin's eyes sank instantly, and the arc in her eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness.

For a moment, the whole room became extremely quiet, especially the crackling sound of the flame in the charcoal basin.

Mrs. Wang lowered her head tightly, her whole body was tense, her heart seemed to be about to pop out of her chest.

She clearly sensed that the old Mrs. Qin above her was angry, so much so that she didn't even dare to take a breath.

After being quiet for a long time, it was Mrs. Qin's hoarse voice that finally broke the silence in the room.

She turned her head and calmly instructed a nun standing beside her.

"Yiqing, go and invite a Taoist priest to come to your house to perform a ritual ritual."

In the Lanpu courtyard, while Qin Manjing was talking to the system, the door was pushed open.

A group of people walked in.

Qin Manjing quickly put all the things that shouldn't be in the room into the system space, and then saw several burly nuns enter the back room with expressionless faces.

Without saying a word, they grabbed Qin Manjing who was lying on the bed and dragged her up.

"What are you doing..." Qin Manjing was suddenly pulled up from the bed, feeling dizzy.

However, no one paid any attention to her words.

As if just to complete the task, they brought Qin Manjing straight to the courtyard.

Someone behind her kicked her knee hard.

Qin Manjing was kicked and knelt on the ground, her knees were numb from the floor.

Lanpu Courtyard has never been very popular, but today there are many uninvited guests.

A Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and with long eyebrows into his temples stepped into the gate of Lanpu Courtyard.

Qin Manjing raised her head and stared straight at him, then lowered her head in an instant.

She thought about what might have happened.

A large altar was carried to Qin Manjing by several people.

The table was covered with yellow paper, red candles and some blood-red cinnabar.

The Taoist priest stood in front of the altar, put down the whisk in his hand, and raised the mahogany sword beside him with one hand.

He waved the mahogany sword in his hand and muttered words.The cold wind bulged his sleeves, and the slender mahogany sword made a crackling sound when swung.

"Nie Yi, this way is here to punish you for the crime of mutilating your siblings today, can you plead guilty?"

Qin Manjing looked up at him with a small face, the expression on her face was a bit inexplicable.

"I never mutilated my siblings."

In front of the altar, the black-robed Taoist priest picked up the yellow paper talisman on the table with his sword, and lit it above the red candle.

The flames rolled up a small piece of paper, which was blown behind Qin Manjing by a gust of wind.

The Taoist priest didn't pay attention to Qin Manjing's words, but raised his hand and sprinkled all the talisman water on the table at her.

After being passed by the cold air in the air, the water became even more icy cold, and Qin Manjing couldn't help but flinch.

The cold wind stirred her hair and the corners of her clothes, and she knelt in the wind, looking thin and weak.

"Aunt Qiu in the mansion had a dystocia and gave birth to a stillborn baby, and that is your brother who is connected by flesh and blood."

"Now that you have killed him, don't you feel any shame in your heart?"

The Taoist priest looked down at her with a very serious expression on his face.

Hearing this, Qin Manjing raised her head and looked straight at the Taoist priest with her eyes, "I have been staying in Lanpu Courtyard, and I have never gone out, and I have never had contact with Aunt Qiu, what does this have to do with me?"

The Taoist snorted coldly, and retorted sharply, "If you live, you will kill everyone who is connected with you by blood."

"Only when you die can they find peace."

Qin Manjing's brows were tightly furrowed, and a wave of anger rose uncontrollably in her heart, and she sneered instead.

Is there anyone in this world who, like her, would plead guilty for something he never did?
Why do you think it's her...

If she is really going to kill the Qin family, why are they still living well? Isn't she the only one who suffered from the beginning to the end?
The Taoist's gaze was like a torch, and his sharp eagle eyes probed her face.

"Today, under the order of the old lady in this house, I come to rescue your unborn brother."

"To eliminate the karma between you and him, you need to take your heart and soul to cut off the connection between you. Help him reincarnate into a good fetus in the next life."

"Heartbreak? Are you going to use my life to pay for his life?" Qin Manjing's face was cold, and she felt that everything was extremely absurd.

The Taoist priest was very surprised. At this time, normal people either knelt down in fear and begged for mercy, or began to cry bitterly in grief.

Only the expression of the woman in front of her is still faint, and nothing can be seen.

Qin Manjing was naturally not unmoved, she just got used to not exposing her inner weakness to others.

It's all for her to die, why should she be so high-sounding.

A cold wind blew, and the yellow paper on the altar flew wildly, spinning and falling from behind Qin Manjing.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist took out a small knife and pointed it at her chest, "You also know that living with your fate is just a disaster, why don't you do a good deed today, and wash away your sins."

He stared at the person in front of him, as long as he pierced her delicate skin with the sharp point of the knife, penetrated into her flesh and blood, it could reach the heart.

Qin Manjing stared motionlessly at the point of the stabbing knife.

The moment he stabbed over, Qin Manjing suddenly stretched out her hand, her fingers tightly gripping the blade.

Bright red blood overflowed from her fingertips, dripping down in a string, and gorgeous flowers bloomed on the ground.

"don't want!"

Qin Manjing spoke word by word.

If she can really kill the group of Qin family, then they should die sooner.

Qin Manjing's eyes were full of unresolved hatred, and the circles of her eyes turned red.

(End of this chapter)