Late night in the backyard.
The heavy coffin board flew out directly, and a figure slowly sat up from the coffin. He stood up slowly, with red lips, white skin, and a beautiful face with an extremely weird feeling.
Qing Wu twisted her neck to adapt to his body.
This body was pierced with several bloody holes, and it took most of her strength just to repair it. At this moment, she was actually quite hungry.
"The living people nowadays are bolder than ghosts. They actually dare to refine something like the living evil. The red and white conflict with each other. Are they going to attract a large group of evil spirits to slaughter everyone in this mansion?"
Qing Wu raised her red lips, and the judge's pen appeared in her right hand. She turned the red pen between her fingers and said, "I have to take care of both public and private matters."
She stepped out of the coffin. There were clearly people guarding around her, but she ignored them and was completely blinded by the ghost.
Guided by the resentment in the judge's pen, Qing Wu walked straight to where Yun Yujiao was, and did not attract any attention when passing by people.
The attic next to Tingxue Courtyard occupies a high position, and one can clearly see what is going on inside.
Situ Jing suddenly sneezed, "Hiss...this gloomy wind."
Xiao Chenyan looked towards a certain place in the courtyard, his eyes moving slightly. Although it was dark, he could still vaguely see a red shadow.
That dress, doesn't it look like a wedding dress?
The man gave an order with a solemn look: "Send someone to take another look at the coffin."
Qing Wu looked towards Fang Qi in the attic, her red lips curled up, "Wow, you're quite perceptive."
She turned her gaze back to the window, her eyes seemed to penetrate the window frame.
, see clearly what the people in the room say and do.
"Master Wushuang, is it time?" Yun Yujiao was feeling uneasy. This plan had to succeed and not fail.
She didn't want to be King Yan's concubine.
The female Taoist priest looked mysterious and said, "Don't worry, Miss Second, when the time comes, I will remind you."
"Can summoning hundreds of ghosts really clean up the Yan Palace? Taoist priest, this is of great importance. We must make sure that no one in the Yan Palace is left alive."
Yun Yujiao repeatedly reminded him, "Also, you said that you need to use my blood to ignite the resentment of the living evil. Will it be harmful to me? Will Yun Qingwu turn into a ghost and cause trouble for me in the future?"
There was a venomous light in her eyes: "We can't leave any trouble for the future. That bastard must be killed."
The female Taoist priest was annoyed by the question, and she wanted to provoke the other party to cooperate. She suppressed her unhappiness and said:
"Don't worry, Miss Second. This wooden spike of the living evil was made by my senior brother Wuji himself. He will never fail."
"As for Yun Qingwu's soul, ah, her soul is just bait. When the evil ghost comes, it will eat her up in one bite. The evil ghost will eat the resentful soul and become murderous. It will turn around and attack the living!"
The female Taoist priest showed a smug look on her face: "When that happens, this Yanwang Mansion will be dead or alive!"
Of course, she is an exception. As for Yun Yujiao, ha, this idiot, she put on a complete show. From the very beginning, Minister Yun had no intention of letting her survive.
"Now, the time has come. Second Miss, use the wooden spike to draw blood. I will cast the spell now."
Yun Yujiao didn't dare to delay, so she hardened her heart and stabbed her palm with a wooden spike. The pain made her hiss.
The female Taoist priest next to him held a yellow talisman in her hand and stuck it on the wooden cone, chanting: "All ghosts and monsters obey my command, summon them quickly!"
The yellow talisman spontaneously combusted, instantly burning the entire wooden cone to ashes. A strong wind blew, and with a few bangs, the doors and windows were all knocked open.
A cold wind was blowing violently in the house. It seemed as if countless dark shadows were rushing into the house, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be faintly heard.
Yun Yujiao screamed in fear, and the female Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed: "What's going on! The hundred ghosts should be going to devour Yun Qingwu's corpse, why are they coming here!"
Unless, Yun Qingwu’s ghost is also here!
As the thought came to her mind, the female Taoist felt a chill all over her body.
Like the night lifting its veil, a hand reached out from nothingness and directly grabbed Yun Yujiao's neck.
The female voice was full of joking: "Such a vicious heart, if you dig it out and eat it with wine, I'm afraid it will make the ghosts in the underworld cry."
The female Taoist priest lost her voice: "Yun Qing Wu!"
"Isn't Yun Qingwu dead? Could it be a ghost... a ghost?!" Yun Yujiao was shaking like a sieve, trying to break free, but her body couldn't move: "Master, save me!"
The female Taoist priest quickly calmed down and sneered: "She is just a vengeful ghost. I underestimated you! Don't be afraid, Second Miss. She is just a ghost. It will be easy to kill her!"
The female Taoist priest took out another yellow talisman and shot it directly at Qingwu. The talisman stuck to her head.
Yun Yujiao felt the strength on her neck disappear. She covered her neck, coughed, and hid behind the female Taoist priest, shouting repeatedly: "Kill her! Kill her quickly!!"
"Hundred ghosts, listen to my order. Tear her to pieces!"
In the gloomy wind, black smoke that was difficult to capture with the naked eye emerged from the ground and gathered into human shapes, like upright black shadows, and hundreds of ghosts were wandering at night!
The smug look on the female Taoist's face didn't last long before it froze.
"After all this trouble, is this all you can do?"
The yellow talisman on Qing Wu's forehead was burned by the flames, and black ash fluttered. She opened her beautiful eyes and stared at the frightened face of the female Taoist priest with a strange smile:
"You are so humble, yet you dare to provoke ghosts."
"Why don't I tell you what the real ghost taming is?"
Endless ghosts were crawling at Qing Wu's feet and gathering behind her. The monstrous ghost energy made people breathless.
Yun Yujiao was so frightened that she almost fainted, and the female Taoist priest frantically took out the talisman.
"Ah!!" All the yellow talismans on her body spontaneously combusted, and the next moment, a strange female voice sounded.
"Imperial decree, Hundred Ghosts' Secret."
Yun Yujiao and the female Taoist priest both froze.
Qing Wu's figure came closer and the judge's pen touched the center of their eyebrows.
"Because the cycle of retribution is not satisfactory, you dare to turn others into living demons and attract hundreds of ghosts to harm people. Then I will give you a lively party and let you experience this taste for yourself!"
When the judge's pen fell, hundreds of ghosts disappeared.
Ghostly shadows collided with the two people's bodies.
"Before the gates of hell close, I'll give you these two vicious skins and dirty hearts to play with. Play with them as much as you can and enjoy them to your heart's content."
As Qing Wu spoke, she shook the red pen slightly, and a broken ghost figure floated out from the red pen. It was Yun Qingwu.
Her ghost eyes were bleeding as she stared at the two of them.
Qing Wu: "I've given you a chance. Take revenge if you have a grudge, and repay your grudge if you have a grudge."
Yun Qingwu screamed and rushed into Yun Yujiao's body first.
In the attic, Situ Jing shouted "No!"
"Something's wrong. Why is the ghost energy coming this way?"
"Your Highness!" Baisui rushed in, his face showing panic: "The coffin maker's body is gone!"
Xiao Chenyan thought of the red wedding dress he had seen before, and made a prompt decision: "Yuan!"
When Xiao Chenyan led his men into the courtyard, the first thing he heard was a woman's playful, seductive and joyful laughter.
The scene before them shocked everyone.
Yun Yujiao had a bloody face and laughed hoarsely. Then she screamed again: "Get out! Get off me!"
"Ahhh, it's dirty, so dirty--"
"Go to hell, all of you go to hell—"
She scratched frantically, tearing strips of flesh off her face, and banged her head against the ground, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
The female Taoist priest was digging the soil in the flower bed, digging out earthworms and stuffing them into her mouth. Suddenly, she smelled blood, let out a sound like a wild beast, and pounced on Yun Yujiao on all fours.
"Meat! Give me meat! Meat—"
She hugged Yun Yujiao's face and bit it, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood, then bit her neck, like a vicious dog.
Screams and roars echoed everywhere, blood splattered everywhere, and for a moment it was unclear whether it was a human or a ghost.
But in this horrifying scene, there was still a person who kept drumming and shouting, laughing sweetly.
Qing Wu stood by the door, her scarlet wedding dress looking like a bloody human skin that had just been peeled off. She played with her silky long hair with her fingers and looked up at the man. "Oh, you're finally here."
When Xiao Chenyan met those teasing and seductive black eyes, the people around him felt sweat standing on their heads, and their personal guards drew their swords one after another.
Situ Jing's hands were sweating as he held the compass.
Qing Wu seemed to be unaware of their fearful faces, and suddenly said, "Midnight comes too quickly."
She snapped her fingers.
The two crazy people in the yard froze up, and then they fell to the ground and twitched uncontrollably as if they were having a epileptic seizure.
The candle flames in the surrounding lanterns swayed wildly, as if a strong wind was raging, but no one could feel the wind blowing.
It was as if something flew out from the two twitching bodies.
The strange scene lasted for ten breaths. The female Taoist priest was lying on the ground, her life or death unknown. As for Yun Yujiao, her throat was bitten by the former, and blood was gushing out of her neck. It was obvious that she was beyond saving.
Qing Wu stood up slowly, ignoring the knives pointed at her, stepped over Yun Yujiao's body without looking away, and stood in front of Xiao Chenyan.
Qing Wu raised her red lips: "We finally meet, Your Majesty."
Long time no see, Xiao Chenyan.
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