The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

If it weren't for the fact that there were others around at the moment, Xie Qiao's words would never have been so euphemistically.

What she wanted to say was not the smell of carrion on Xie Pinggang's body.

Instead, I wanted to say that a rotten Yin spirit followed Xie Pinggang into her yard, but he didn't dare to approach it. Now he was locked in the corner of the door, squatting there, very disgusting.

But Xie Pinggang was still taken aback.

"How do you know?" Xie Pinggang asked quickly.

He is different from his father. His father is a fourth-rank general. Well, he has no ability.

He took the martial arts test earlier and got a good ranking. He was originally an eighth-rank petty officer in the military camp here in the capital, but he encountered an incident earlier and was said to be of bad character, so that petty officer could not be made.

After being slapped down, he is now doing a question at the Si Xing Temple.

This question is, it is the person who is in charge of interrogation or beating people. When they need to run to investigate the case, they will also rush around with the adults above to inquire.

An uneducated official, but because of his fierce appearance, he did well in the Sixing Temple.

No matter the size of the case, the interrogation in his hands is faster.

Now, when I went out to investigate the case, I did encounter a corpse...

Xie Pinggang stared straight at Xie Qiao, as if Xie Qiao had something to do with the case.

"Didn't you tell me, I smelled it." Xie Qiao smiled slightly, his voice soft, "Brother, with such a strong smell, there won't be dirty things following you into the house, right? I heard that the dead man was very fierce. , when you go to bed in the middle of the night, will you step on you and want to strangle you?"

"Heh." Xie Pinggang snorted, "Can I be afraid of him? He was so useless to die that he rotted into a lump of mud. Even if it became something that could float and fly, it would be a waste!"

"..." Xie Qiao's eyelids jumped, and his voice was miserable, "It's my fault, misunderstanding you... violent temper."

She actually wanted to scare Xie Pinggang...

She is the fool!

Xie Qiao looked at the door again, but looked at the rotten Yin spirit and shrank his head even more ruthlessly.

Xie Qiao was both surprised and envious.

If one day, how good would it be for her to have the same amount of yang energy as her eldest brother? !

Just one sentence can make the ghost shiver, it's really... it's amazing...

Xie Qiao's eyes flashed a few stars, and he turned his head.

The well was dug for an hour and then stopped.

Xie Qiao was counting the time, and asked Xie Pinggang to come back at this time tomorrow.

But the people from Xie Pinggang left, but the ghost they brought with them refused to move.

Xie Qiao is not the only Yin spirit he has ever seen, so he is not afraid of it, but this soul is a bit rotten and not good-looking. One more look, she feels that her stomach is tumbling.

It stands to reason that the appearance of the spirit body depends on the last moment before death, but this...

"Can you see me..." The ghost arrived at the door of Xie Qiao's house.

There are a lot of good things in the room, but this soul does not dare to come in.

"Stay away from my house, it smells bad." Xie Qiao frowned.

The cloudy eyes of the ghost were a little bigger: "I have unfulfilled wishes, if you help me make them come true, I won't eat you!"

"Heh." Xie Qiao smiled lightly, and then from his arms...

He pulled out a golden wooden handle dragon head whip, which looked more like a rope, but with a "pop", he suddenly pulled it out.

In an instant, the ghost's body "thorn" was smoking, shivering with pain.

"It's the first time that you're not sensible, you always have to suffer a little to learn to be good." Xie Qiao whispered aggrieved, he was very tired, couldn't these ghosts be more polite? !

"Da, Daxian spare your life! I have the money! I'll give it to you!" The soul reacted quickly, and after suffering from pain, he hurriedly squatted down and shouted.

Xie Qiao nodded slightly and asked slowly: "What do you wish for? As long as it's not murder and arson, let's talk."