Master Qin, Madam is Mad at You

"It's not me... it's really not me. You are killing me now. You are not avenging her. Instead, you are letting the real murderer get away with it! You should be sober. Do you think that I am really the same person as Zhou Mengqing you know? ?"

Qin Cheng only sneered when he heard it.

Then, he took out a pile of appraisal papers and slammed them on Ye Sili's face with a "pop".

"Open your eyes and see clearly, you are Zhou Mengqing!"

Ye Sili was stunned by a stack of paper.

In shock, she took the document from her head, opened the title page, and saw a psychiatric appraisal.

In this document, it was written in detail that she was Zhou Mengqing, but when she was mentally disturbed, she would think she was Ye Sili!

"What's the matter?"

She quivered and raised her head, but only touched Qin Cheng's icy eyes.

At first, Ye Sili thought that he was taken away by Qin Cheng, but it was just a coincidence.

But this paper appraisal clearly told her that things are definitely not that simple!

"Who...who gave you this thing?" Ye Sili asked again.

Qin Cheng lowered his eyebrows, and saw waves of surprise in her stubborn eyes. The expression was indeed completely different from that of Zhou Mengqing, who was once stubborn and self-willed.

He snorted coldly and said, "Fang He took this from your mother. He was really deceived by you. He went to the police station to find your indispensable boyfriend. Unexpectedly, it was Yu Shuxian who said You have a sick call."

Ye Sili's expression changed instantly.

It turned out to be Yu Shuxian!

At this time, she realized that she had fallen into a conspiracy!

"I'm not sick! This appraisal is fake! Zhou's family is lying!" Ye Sili said eagerly.

However, she couldn't see the slightest belief in Qin Cheng's eyes.

Who would believe what a mental patient said from his mouth?

Is there any mental patient who would admit to being sick?

At the moment when these joints were figured out, Ye Sili's whole heart felt like falling into an ice cave.

Qin Cheng glanced over her little face without the slightest emotion, and then said coldly.

"Arrange the sacrificial ceremony, and I don't want to hear her lying in front of Qin Qing again."

Sacrifice?

Ye Sili turned his head, but saw a Taoist man in a white robe and a square cap coming from the side door. He was still holding a whisk in his hand and his face was solemn.

Then, she was pulled up from the coffin forcibly, pushed onto a blood-red chair, and then cuffed her limbs and gagged her mouth so that she could only serve as a fish on a chopping board.

She looked around in a panic, the Taoist priest had picked up the yellow talisman and threw it all over the sky, and then his little Taoist priest handed him a bowl of fishy blood.

In the next second, the Taoist priest took the blood and splashed it directly on her body!

In an instant, Ye Sili was covered with blood, and the whole body was filled with blood. The original snow-white face was now painted with blood red, and even his eyes could not be opened.

She just wanted to turn her head and throw away the blood, but the Taoist priest slapped her face hard with a mahogany sword.

"Niezha, Hugh can move!" Taoist scolded angrily.

Ye Sili shook his head vigorously, shook the blood on his upper eyes, opened a pair of unyielding apricot eyes, and gave the Taoist a vicious look.

She is not a wicked obstacle!

The Taoist was subconsciously stepped back half a step by her ferocious eyes, and then realized that he was still doing the sacrifice. He immediately raised the mahogany sword in one hand, pinched the talisman paper in the other, and muttered a few words in his mouth.

The little Taoist priest on the side placed lotus lanterns around Ye Sili, and left after fist-sized lotus lanterns were filled with twenty-five lamps around Ye Sili.

Qin Cheng on the side saw this, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Twenty-five is the age when Qin Qing died.

She was only twenty-five years old, she died young, her soul returned to the West!

At this time, the Taoist priest said, "Miss Qin Qing, the murderer who killed you has been found. She will kill you in this life. If she reincarnates in the next life, she will be a slave and a maid and let you kill you. The cow is a horse, and the meat will eat with you after death; if you fall into the path of hell, she will be told to suffer from the eighteen layers of **** forever, and will not be liberated, so as to comfort you for the pain of vain death in this life..."

Ye Sili sounded like a big fire, what is this dog Taoist talking about?

Suddenly, she felt a tingling pain from her fingertips, and when she looked down, she discovered that the little Taoist priest had somehow squatted at her feet, cutting her wrist with a knife, and bleeding her!

She wanted to kick this nasty Taoist priest away, but her hands and feet were tied up, and it was difficult to even move slightly. She could only watch her blood be let go drop by drop, and even the little Taoist still pinched her arm. , To squeeze her blood out through the wound!

The man made a knife and I was a fish. At this moment, Ye Sili felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

What if she was wronged?

What if she is innocent?

At this moment, it is not her Ye Sili who suffers! Not the real murderer Zhou Mengqing!

Tick ​​to tick.

Drops of blood fell into the bowl and converged into blood-red lakes.

I don't know how long, the little Taoist squeezing blood finally stopped.

At this time, Ye Sili was squeezed away for a whole bowl of blood!