The concubine rose is about to turn over

Chapter 376 Fried Ghost

Qian Yujue has long been used to Yun Shuijing talking to the air inexplicably. Of course, Yun Shuijing told him that she was talking to a ghost.

So whenever Yun Shuijing spoke to the air, he didn't speak, for fear of disturbing her conversation with the ghost.

The assassin was pushed down and knelt in front of Yun Shuijing.

At this moment, Yun Shuijing was like the King of Hades who judged and ruled them, but there was an indescribable gloomyness on his lightly smiling face, perhaps this was the way the assassin saw it.

Yun Shuijing didn't mean to make things difficult for him, but just wanted to ask who sent someone to assassinate Qiandi and her, and what kind of conspiracy was there?
He is dead, and she won't make it difficult for her, she just needs to deal with the person who wants to kill her.

"You, you can really see ghosts, ghosts..." The assassin trembled a little as he spoke.

He had also heard that Yun Shuijing was always mistaken for a lunatic because she said that she could see ghosts, but now that he has become a ghost, he realizes that she was not a lunatic before, but can really see ghosts. To hell!

"Isn't what you said nonsense? Ye Chen, did he say who sent him to assassinate me and Emperor Qian?" Yun Shuijing cast her eyes on Ye Chen who was lying on her table eating cakes.

Ye Chen smelled the scent of the pastry, and replied inarticulately, "No, I, sister Xiangtao, and big brother Ruan Shi didn't ask who sent him..."

"It's both soft and hard! Little devil, your hard work is the key to..." Yan Xiheng corrected Ye Chen's words.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes at him and said, "Where is the painting you owe me? Come on, give it to me!"

Yan Xiheng kept his mouth shut. Did this brat find out how short of money he was?Opening and shutting is asking for money, and money for human use?Where does he have it?
In the end, he used his paintings to repay the debt. Of course, this kid admires his paintings so much, and he is also very happy to paint for him. He has plenty of time.

Yun Shuijing squinted his eyes and looked at the assassin and said, "Did you say it yourself? Or do you want me to force you? If you force me, it's not as simple as losing your mind. You should know that I can see you. Then I can definitely let you enjoy the punishment of the eighteenth hell, do you know what the eighteenth hell does to ghosts?"

Yun Shuijing asked lightly, her voice was very soft, but it made one's scalp tingle, the assassin looked at her in fear, but didn't say a word.

As a dead soldier, how could he betray his master?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yun Shuijing continued to use intimidating means to say, "Have you heard of peeling? Have you heard of going up the mountain of knives, going down into the sea of ​​fire, and frying the oil pan? Ghosts won't be scattered without special methods." , but using this kind of criminal law will make your soul worse than death, you know, for example, let's fry the oil pan, put the hot oil into it, throw you, no, throw the ghost into it, just like fried spring rolls Same fried, fried, fried..."

"I, I said, you, will you let me go?" Hearing that, explode, explode, the assassin swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although he didn't experience it personally, it was really shocking to think about it. .

Yunshui Jingmu nodded with an admiring and interesting expression, "Tell me, I will let you reincarnate."

"I, I am the dead soldier of the fourth prince. I am ordered by the fourth prince to assassinate Emperor Qian, and yours! I only did what the master ordered!" the assassin said.

(End of this chapter)