Chapter 74 Whoever has a grudge will take revenge

A pen and a piece of white rice paper.

Mianmian took the pen and wrote beautiful small characters on the paper.

Yao Qian was shocked!

This little brat cultivator needs to contact the Judge with just a pen and a piece of paper? Really? He walked behind Mianmian to see what she was writing.

"Hello, Uncle Cui Jue, I'm Mian Mian. I need your help with something. These ghosts that you asked Yao Qian to capture are so miserable. Can you let them see the bad guys who killed them die, and say goodbye to their parents before letting them go to the underworld to be judged?"

"Uncle Cui Jue, Mian Mian has heard many of your stories and knows that you are the best judge. These ghosts were forced to stay by Mian Mian. They have nothing to do with Yao Qian, and they have nothing to do with you either, okay?"

Mianmian wrote well and quickly and finished writing in a short while.

Finally, her signature is included, along with a portrait of a cute little girl.

With just a few strokes, the painting seems to be of herself.

Yao Qian looked at her and thought her innocence was adorable, but he couldn't help but remind her, "Little aunt, although you are a cultivator, my cultivation level is low, so I can't tell how high your cultivation level is. But Judge Cui is the leader of the four great judges in our underworld, and he is very busy, so he may not necessarily respond to you."

Mianmian stared at Yao Qian with her big dark eyes, and suddenly smiled sweetly: "It's okay, I will definitely reply to Mianmian!"

When she was one year old, she listened to her mother's story about the judge and learned how to communicate with ghosts and gods. Her mother told her not to use this to harass ghosts and gods unless it was a big deal, but she was naughty and secretly drew a picture and signed her name to contact Judge Cui.

I got a response on the same day! So I'm sure it will work this time! Mianmian wiped the paper she had written on, and the flames burned. The ash and smoke flew straight up. After a while, it burned up.

Yao Qian looked at the confident little kid and was still complaining in his heart.

How could he possibly get a response? Judge Cui was the busiest man. Holding the Book of Life and Death and the Pen of Soul-Catching, he was busy every day adding years to the good and sending the evil to hell. It would be strange if he would respond to this little kid.

Yao Qian was just thinking about it when the ghost card in his hand suddenly lit up.

He clicked on the sign and some black words appeared before his eyes.

"Yao Qian, come back quickly and do as Su Mianmian said."

Good fellow! Yao Qian looked at Mianmian with a more respectful look.

Who was this kid? How could he be contacted by Judge Cui, and his request was approved? Then why did he go through all this trouble?

That’s not right, this is a lucrative job.

Didn’t he get a gold ingot and eat incense?

Yao Qian scratched his head and said, "Okay, my little aunt is really my aunt. I will go back now and come back to collect these evil spirits later."

Mianmian nodded: "Okay, Mianmian will take good care of them... ah, wait a minute before leaving, there is one more thing Mianmian forgot."

She took out the Buddhist beads bracelet and handed it to Yao Qian: "There are two bad ghosts imprisoned in here. Take them back for trial."

After saying that, he released two ghosts, one big and one small.

The big one was caught from the eldest nephew Su Chenjin, and the small one was absorbed from the luck of the seventh nephew.

Yao Qian didn't seem to expect that he still had to work, but he quickly tied up the two ghosts with soul-catching chains: "One is an evil ghost, and the other is an abortion ghost. Not bad, not bad, thank you for giving me the performance for free, little aunt."

Then he asked curiously, "Are these two ghosts like the others, driven by practitioners?"

Once humans embark on the path of cultivation, the underworld cannot control them until they die. In the words of the young ghost messengers recently hired, those who embark on the path of cultivation are like civil servants in the mortal world who have a stable job, under the control of God and rely on God for their livelihood.

If you do the right thing and survive the thunder tribulation, you will truly reach heaven in one step.

If you do something wrong and cannot get over the thunder calamity sent by Heaven, your soul will be torn apart.

This is also the reason why these evil ghosts are driven by practitioners, and the underworld does not care. The practitioners have not yet reached the end of their life span, so they cannot control them. There are also some young people who try to control them by force, but they are beaten to death by the practitioners.

"Yes." Mianmian thought for a while, "If you think there are too many ghosts and don't want to take them in, Mianmian can help you disperse this bad ghost, and then put this little ghost in solitary confinement!"

Yao Qian shook his head: "No, no, we will take care of it. I'm leaving. If my aunt is kind, please remember to burn paper and incense for me."

Mianmian nodded, waved her hand, and watched Yao Qian leave.

The ghost in black has left, and there is only one last thing left.

Mianmian walked towards the big zombie.

In fact, when she was communicating with the brother and sister zombies, she accidentally saw the memories of both of them.

The big zombie was a bad guy when he was alive, and he killed many people. After he died and became a zombie, he was also bad, and he ate children on his own initiative. He was the one who made Ying Fang and Ying Miao, the brother and sister, be buried with him. Obviously, the two brothers and sisters were also his children, but they were born by a maid, so he didn't want them.

"I'm going to make him disappear." Mianmian looked back at Ying Fang and Ying Miao, "He is your father, do you have anything to say?"

Ying Fang and Ying Miao shook their heads.

How could they possibly have anything to say? Being trapped in a coffin and suffocated to death was all the man's order before he died. Even if he was their father, they had accompanied him for thousands of years after his death, and this was their repayment.

Mianmian got the answer and stretched out her hand: "Thunder is coming!"

A loud thunder struck the spot, scaring the giant zombie to death.

Mianmian looked at Fu Keqi again, feeling embarrassed.

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"What should she do? The cat's revenge was unsuccessful. I wonder where she is now."

The little girl has a scale in her heart, and she will take revenge on whoever has a grudge against her.

Yes, there is still a blood pool that has not been resolved.

Mianmian decided to put Fu Keqi aside for the time being and shifted her gaze away from her.

Fu Keqi was feeling thankful at this moment.

She was not stupid. When she saw Mianmian coming out of the secret room safely, she knew that Mianmian had also defeated that "senior sister".

Even the "senior sister" couldn't beat Su Mianmian, and Su Mianmian killed the big zombie that was higher level than her, so how could she possibly beat her? Maybe Su Mianmian would make her return to normal, just like the extra girl zombie. Isn't the girl zombie's face back to normal now? Maybe she will be caught by the police and put in jail? She won't be like the big zombie, with nothing left?

Fu Keqi thought about it and tried to smile like she usually did when she pretended to be gentle.

But she forgot that her face had been deformed by two punches, and when she smiled like that, she looked no different from a monster in a horror movie.

Su Chenfei was so frightened by Fu Keqi's terrifying appearance that his heart almost stopped beating.

He had seen Fu Keqi's normal appearance before she turned into a zombie. Now Fu Keqi's face looked like it was crushed by a door, with facial features protruding forward, a bird-like mouth, and two sharp zombie teeth.

If Sixth Brother was here, he might get some inspiration for the boss of the game, and he might even be very happy! How about asking Chu Qi for a photo for Sixth Brother to collect? Fu Keqi didn't know that Su Chenfei was looking at her and was considering showing her to others. She thought Su Chenfei thought she was cute, so she blinked at Su Chenfei and acted cute.

"yue..." Su Chenfei couldn't bear it anymore, vomited all over the place, and quickly followed Mianmian's footsteps.

He had to play more of Sixth Brother's games, otherwise his heart wouldn't be able to handle more monsters around Little Aunt! He also had to add bungee jumping to his schedule, and he definitely couldn't let his brothers know that he vomited after riding the flying sword.

Everyone left, leaving only the tied-up Fu Keqi standing there, his already deformed face becoming even more distorted.

Damn it, so damn it.

She wanted to become even more powerful, so that she could kill Su Mianmian. If she had known earlier, she would have eaten her father. Wu De had said that the flesh and blood of blood relatives could accelerate her evolution.

When Fu Keqi was thinking this, Fu Yi opened the door mechanism at another exit of the main coffin room and stumbled out.

There were strips of cloth wrapped around his wrists, where the wounds were from bleeding.

When the people here were fighting, there were several thunders. Fu Yi felt something was wrong and was worried about his daughter. So he ran out of another small room where he was staying, trying to find Fu Keqi.

Fu Yi didn't dare to shout. He just glanced over here and noticed that Wu De had fainted on the ground. There was an ugly child zombie next to the male zombie, and he shrank back.

Could it be that the girl zombie that the "senior sister" refined was beaten into this state? How disgusting, not as cute as a daughter.

(End of this chapter)