Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 57
Looking at the situation in front of him with a frown, it would be rude to leave without permission, Song Qiuxuan suppressed the doubts and curiosity in his heart.

After more than an hour, the cemetery of Qing family ancestors arrived, and everyone got off their horses and landed.

"Back to the high mountain, surrounded by two mountains of dragon and tiger to protect each other, the outside relieves the concave wind, the inside increases momentum, and the bright hall is wide...it's a good place." Lingjiu asked Song Xueyi to put herself down, and looked around at the scene of Qing's cemetery. .Then she turned her eyes and looked at Qing Hanlin who was busy burying Qing Lingque according to the rules. Only Song Xueyi beside her could hear her low and cool sigh, "It's a pity that I will be gone after today."

No, it should be said that there was another person who heard it.

Jiang Wumei's figure was not far from the two of them. His eyes fell on the girl in white and the boy in the mask from time to time. His face without any emotion showed changes when he heard Lingjiu whispering.

"Song Xiaobai, let me go away." Lingjiu said to Song Xueyi.

"Yeah." Although I wanted to follow up and say...

Lingjiu read a trace of longing and sadness from the eyes behind the young man's mask, and her heart trembled accordingly, and turned around hard-heartedly not to look.If you look at it further, who knows if you will be killed by Beauty Moe!
Hey, Song Xiaobai is so seductive even wearing a mask. If he gets better and takes off the mask in the future, won't he be able to captivate all beings?
Lingjiu thought as he walked, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he had a sense of accomplishment as if he had just grown up.

Fortunately, Song Xueyi didn't know what she was thinking at this time, otherwise, no matter how good-tempered he was, he would have grabbed the child and ravaged her.

It takes years, decades, or even hundreds of years to form a geomantic treasure, but it only takes a stick of incense, a moment, or even a moment to destroy a geomantic treasure.

Lingjiu found the connecting points of the geomantic veins, and drove down the wooden nails that had been prepared one by one.

A burst of cold blows the trees, and the dead leaves hang down.

Qing Hanlin, who arranged the burial ceremony, was blown by the wind, shivering all over, and frowned with an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Lingjiu drove down the last wooden nail, holding a yellow talisman between his left and right fingers, and looked at the empty place with a smile on his face, "Do you want to be cremated, dear?" familiar voice.

Turning her head to look, Song Liujue, who was dressed in plain clothes, sneaked behind her at some point.

Lingjiu didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but who knew that Song Liujue would not let him go, "You can deceive big brother and them, but you can't ignore me! I know who you are, you are Qing Lingjiu, you are not from the upper realm at all!"

"You're so smart." Lingjiu's eyes flashed, and she walked up to him with a smile on her face.

"What do you want to do!" Song Liujue took a step back in shock, and then saw the girl wink at him with a surprised expression, as if to say 'what are you afraid of?Am I that scary? '.A sense of embarrassment permeated my heart, and I took two quick steps forward and returned to the original position, "You want to play tricks again!"

"You're really smart." Lingjiu was even more surprised. She held a blank yellow talisman in her hand, and a drop of blood from her fingertip dripped on the talisman to describe a composition. With a bang, the talisman paper spontaneously ignited and turned into a pile of ashes.

Song Liujue didn't have time to be surprised when she saw the girl in front of her sprinkle the ashes of the amulet on her.

"Hiss! Damn you!" Fu Hui entered his eyes, and a burst of burning pain made Song Liujue feel that he was being tricked, so he opened his eyes angrily and stared at the girl, "Don't think that you are just... ah? Ahhh! What is that!?" The flushed face instantly faded to pale, almost blue.

"Don't you know I'm messing around?" Lingjiu grinned, revealing her lovely white teeth.

This cute and innocent smile, at this moment, Song Liujue felt extremely evil in his eyes, and the other party's teeth were so white that it seemed that he would come to bite him at any time.

What frightened him the most was when his vision was blurred and he saw phantoms floating behind the girl.

This... This... This is the same dream he had every day for a month.

"Hey, there is one sitting on your shoulder." Lingjiu reminded kindly.

"Ah!?" Song Liujue's shoulders trembled against the conditions, and he slapped his palms vigorously. "Monster! You monster!" The terrified teenager screamed, turned and ran.

"Hmph." Lingjiu looked at his back silently, she was already tired of hearing about monsters.Looking back at the non-aggressive ghost spirit who has not yet cultivated into a resentful spirit, "I don't intend to let you all be wiped out, but if you insist on causing trouble for me..."

Song Liujue ran all the way back to Song Qiuxuan, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Song Qiuxuan's scolding voice: "What's the matter with the yelling?" Behind the picture not far in front of him, a pale face turned livid, and his wide eyes seemed to burst out.

"Qing, Qing... Lingque! Ghost! Ghost!" The phantom floating above the burial coffin pit in his sight, doesn't he look like Qing Lingque? !
She was dressed in the clothes of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her hair was disheveled, and her face was pale. Because of her ferocious and resentful expression, she looked very scary.

Maybe because he heard Song Liujue's cry, 'Qing Lingque' looked in his direction, and the empty eyes made Song Liujue feel the resentment rushing towards his face.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" If the situation didn't allow it, Song Qiuxuan probably would have directly attacked Song Liujue again.Noticing the dissatisfied eyes from Qing Hanlin and the condemning eyes of the people around him, Song Qiuxuan became more irritable, thinking why everyone around him was so useless, let it be if they couldn't help, and they always dragged their feet!
"Ah." This is a hallucination... the girl must have messed it up!No!Maybe it's true, she can see it, it's all true!Song Liujue trembled all over. He who had been doted on since he was a child was actually more innocent and willful and fragile than ordinary children from big families.

No one will believe it, no one will believe it!Song Liujue who thought this way could only suppress the fear in his heart, lowered his head and didn't dare to look around anymore, but in the depths of his heart, he felt an unspeakable fear of Lingjiu, as well as unspeakable reluctance. The young heart is the most difficult to let go and forget.

Lingjiu came back after Song Liujue. Hearing his screams, she was hugged by Song Xueyi again. As always, she did not resist.

Destroying the feng shui of people's ancestral graves seems simple, but it is actually a lot of effort, especially in a place like Qing's with a century-old feng shui.

The most important thing is that bad Fengshui is a wicked thing. For Lingjiu who practices this method, it will add a lot of karma, which will damage the luck and life span.If Lingjiu really didn't dare to do things like this in the past, but with the previous arrangement and efforts of Xuejiu Academy, and with the support of huge merit, doing such a wicked thing would not do her any harm Influence.

(End of this chapter)