Chapter 392: Shooting with both hands

There were a few big red lanterns hanging beside the courtyard of the rich family.

The two stone lions fluttered in the breeze, and they looked familiar.

"Little princess, this is..."

Prince Wang pointed to the courtyard not far away. He remembered that it was not there at the beginning.

"This is your ancestral tomb, the most magnificent one!"

Prince Wang nodded. It was worthy of being the ancestral tomb of his Wang family. It was built in a domineering way.

But what was going on with the small shabby thatched house in front of him?

At this time, in the shabby thatched house, a woman was lying on the ground with red eyes.

Hearing the movement outside, the woman flew up.

The woman's clothes were tattered, and her body was covered with blues and purples, and even a lot of bloody scars could be seen.

Seeing Yuan Baobao and the others, the ghost girl smiled and said, "Oh, you can see me?"

Yuan Baobao rolled his eyes at her, grabbed Prince Wang with his backhand, and kicked him out, "You guys talk!"

Prince Wang...suddenly saw the ghost girl, his little heart was still trembling, how come in the blink of an eye, he was already crawling under the ghost girl.

Okay, it was a typo, it should be feet!

The ghost girl lowered her head and sniffed hard, "This is..."

"Your grandson, kissed!"

Yuan Baobao put her hands around her chest and explained kindly.

"He doesn't even know you exist, but you've been torturing him for more than a decade and he hasn't even had a baby. He's married more than 20 concubines, and they work so hard every night, but they haven't produced any fruit!"

The rich man...what he said makes sense, but he always feels that something is wrong.

Yang Yuhuan... is a little shy. Can her little baby not be so direct when speaking?

The white-browed Taoist turned the peach wood sword in his hand. He really wanted to test the power of the sword.

But the person in front of him is the grandmother of Prince Wang, and the ghost didn't take the initiative to hurt people. Otherwise, he should wait? It

was probably because of the peach wood swords in the hands of the white-browed Taoist and the young Taoist priest. The ghosts not far away stretched their heads to look, and no one dared to get close.

It looks quite interesting, just like people like to read gossip.

Yuan Baobao glanced at the ghosts, and some of them turned their heads away in fear.

Some ghosts were braver and took off the head directly, holding it with their skinny hands, and looked at it leisurely.

Holding your own head to watch the excitement...

This scene makes people feel scalp tingling for some reason.

Yang Yuhuan widened her eyes, thought about it, and still held Yuan Baobao in her arms.

It's still so safe. With the little baby around, demons and ghosts will avoid you.

"Are you Wang Duofu?" The female ghost seemed to have just seen Master Wang, and said with gritted teeth.

Master Wang raised his head. It was the first time he looked at the maid ghost so closely. Don't say, it was really... quite scary.

The female ghost's face should have been cut by a sharp blade, with scars one after another, and blood was oozing out.

That's not all. She also had countless bloodstains on her body, especially those purple and blue marks, which looked like she had been violated.

The blood on her legs was especially shocking.

"I..." Young Master Wang wanted to call her grandmother, but looking at the young and terrifying woman in front of him, he couldn't shout.

"You unfilial son!" The female ghost raised her skinny hand and hit Young Master Wang in the face.

But unfortunately, her hand went through Young Master Wang's face without leaving even a trace.

Yang Yuhuan felt regretful: "It can be seen that she is very angry, but it's a pity that she can't hit her at all!"

"Don't say, if it were me, I would be angry too!"

Yuan Baobao touched his little chin, took something out of his arms, and waved it in the direction of the female ghost and Young Master Wang.

No one noticed how she did it, they just heard a slapping sound. It turned out that the female ghost didn't hit him at first, but she was still not satisfied, so she slapped him

again. She didn't care whether she could hit him or not, she just taught him a lesson first.

But surprisingly, this time she hit Prince Wang in the face.

The female ghost didn't hesitate, her two skinny hands were slapping left and right, it was a crazy output.

Prince Wang was dizzy from the beating, and in almost the blink of an eye, his face was swollen like a pig's head.

And the speed of the female ghost didn't slow down at all, her two hands were almost slapping out afterimages.

The rich brother held the peach wood sword and shrank his neck: "Little princess, how come these ghosts are so fast? Are they speeding up?"

The old Taoist with white eyebrows also looked interested: "If I have this speed, no demons or monsters can escape from my palm!"

Yuan Baobao snorted: "Let her vent her anger!"

"That's right! If I say that Prince Wang and his father are both fools, have you never doubted it in all these years?"

The female ghost over there didn't think about really beating Prince Wang to death. Even if this thing was unfilial, it was still her own offspring. She just held a breath of anger in her heart and wanted to vent her anger.

I don't know how many times she hit, the female ghost finally stopped, paralyzed on the ground and cried.

Yuan Baobao also felt a little uncomfortable, this female ghost is still very particular. No matter how upset she felt or how much resentment she had, she only wanted to retaliate against Prince Wang's family, not against anyone else.

"Well, your grandson didn't do it on purpose! If he hadn't asked me to come and help him, he and his father wouldn't even know you existed! Whether you want to blame or hate him, didn't you retaliate against the wrong person?"

Yuan Baobao sighed. At this moment, only she could be a peacemaker.

Yahuan was crying, and her skeleton made people feel distressed.

"You don't know how hateful the eldest lady is!"

"I'm just a close maid by her side. I've taken care of her for more than ten years. In order to have a son, she knocked me out and sent me to the old man's bed!" "

When I woke up, it was already a done deal."

"I thought she would at least give me a position as a concubine. I knew I had a fiancé at home, but I had already given my body to the old man. What else could I do?"

"But I didn't expect that she would lock me up and feed me mute drugs, just to prevent me from saying anything outside!"

"Later, when she found out I was pregnant, she didn't treat me well. The first wife was also pregnant. The old man had many women in the backyard, and she rarely came to her yard. When she was angry, she would come and beat me, but every time she would deliberately avoid my stomach!"

"Sometimes she didn't send me food for three or four days in a row. I remember that once the food she sent to me was rotten. But I am a worthless person. Even if I ate rotten food, I still survived."

"In the end, I finally gave birth to a son, but she only gave birth to a daughter. What does this have to do with me? My son was snatched away by her before I even had a chance to look at him. That's fine, but she also..."