Hurt...... It hurts......

Kill her......

Kill them...... Even if you become a ghost, you must be!

Kill them all!!!

A smell of inferior Sanskrit incense penetrated into his mouth and nose, Xiao Biao coughed lightly, his eyes gradually opened, but he found himself lying in a rough and narrow coffin, the coffin lid was half covered, and several monks were chanting the scriptures like flies.

Where is this? Am I dead?

Dead is dead!

Xiao Yang frowned, slapped the coffin and shouted: "Death is death!" Which is the old man of Hades! I want revenge! ”

Suddenly, a sentence that came out like thunder made everyone in this dilapidated ancestral hall stunned in place, and the bald-headed mage's eyes were bigger than copper bells, and his mouth was open for a long time and he only said one sentence: "Ghost, ahhhhhhhhhh ”

Seeing the master's reflection, Xiao Biao also sobered up a little, but turned his head to look at his plain white mourning clothes and a pair of slender white hands, Xiao Biao was stunned again.

"Run, Qu's cheated corpse!!"

In the ancestral hall, whether it was a maid or a mage, they swarmed out, wooden fish and beads rolled around on the ground, and after a while, only Xiao Yang himself was left in the small ancestral hall.

She remembers very well that because of her years of practice, there is a thin layer of calluses on her thumb and palm......

"Is it possible...... It's a resurrection of the soul......"

Xiao Biao stretched out his hand and knocked on the coffin, and the coffin board made an "empty" sound.

Push open the dark grid, there is a crimson puppet in it very neatly, the puppet is full of silver needles, a person's birthday is written in cinnabar before and after, and there are several black charms under the puppet, and the runes on it are embroidered with gold thread......

"Hiss......" Xiao Yang gasped: "It's really the resurrection of the corpse of the Northern Barbarian Tribe, I remember that when the Northern Barbarians were destroyed, only half of the fragments of this treacherous thing remained......"

Before Xiao Yang could figure it out, the footsteps at the door became noisy again.

In order to prevent these pedantic mages from burying themselves alive, Xiao Biao walked out of the coffin quickly, took off the mourning crown on his head, pretended that nothing had happened, and said: "Hey, don't be impulsive with those warrior monks with sticks, I'm not a ghost, I'm not dead yet." ”

I saw a group of bald people at the door as if they were facing a great enemy, a pair of King Kong stared at Xiao Biao angrily, Xiao Biao was helpless, he smiled, took two steps to the door, and pointed to his incomparably clear shadow: "Don't believe it, don't believe it, you see, I have a shadow, you dead people don't look for a reliable job, and almost buried the old lady alive." ”

"Dirty...... Foul language! The bald man shouted and said, "You...... Your Yin Tang is black, there must be a demon invading the body, I ...... I'm going to take you today! ”

"Tsk." Xiao Biao coughed lightly, approached the bald man in the lead, and whispered: "Master, it's almost over, you came to overdo it, and you have earned another money for exorcism, don't embarrass me as a weak woman, just go back, the little woman can go to your temple to enter the incense one day." ”

The leading master was still a good acquaintance, so he casually sprinkled some holy water on Xiao Yang and left.

When the monks left, there was no one in the ancestral hall again.

Xiao Biao thought to herself: It seems that the status of the woman who borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul is very poor, and she doesn't even have a girl who is always by her side.

Thinking of this, Xiao Biao couldn't help but be a little moved.

The girl who often accompanies her reminds her of Su Ling.

"Why do you want to think so much...... Xiao Biao shook his head: "After all...... I killed her, she was ...... should live well in Beiban and marry a good man. ”

Xiao Biao thought about it, and there was a dull pain in his heart.

She gathered her thoughts, took a deep breath, and walked out of the ancestral hall.

It's good that this doesn't come out, but as soon as I walked out, I found that this house was unusually familiar......

Hiss...... It's very familiar!

Over here...... Isn't it the regent's mansion!?

That...... Whose body am I occupying?

Just thinking about it, a mother-in-law not far away walked up to Xiao Biao in a little panic and looked at her incredulously: "No...... Impossible, how did you wake up, impossible. ”

"What can't be." Xiao Biao looked at the old woman's panicked appearance and smiled wryly: "You didn't take my life, why are you shouting here that it's impossible?" ”

When the old woman heard this, she froze in place for a moment, and she said with some resignation, "Yes...... What the girl said was just...... Your Guiyun Pavilion has been ...... It's been packed up and there's nothing left......"

Xiao Yang said in his heart: This is quite good, even if there is nothing, there is a place to live, so that you will not sleep in the ancestral hall.

"It's okay, just have a place where you can lie down, by the way, mother-in-law, what should you call me in this house?"

Xiao Biao wanted to inquire about his identity, but the mother-in-law lowered her head and whispered, "Self-...... Naturally the little lady ......"

Scold...... Hehe......

Unexpectedly, he would become the regent's "little lady", alias: "little concubine".

Depend on!

Xiao Yang clenched his fists, this was a great shame, thinking that the regent wanted to marry her, but was picked off the horse by his brother with three shots, and he was depressed for a long time.

Now, he has become his concubine in this situation.

Brother......

If my brother is still alive now, he will probably come here to rob people by disguised as a straddle horse.

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and put away those memories that pierced his heart deeply.

Xiao Biao thought for a while, and then asked, "I...... When I was unconscious, the Lord Regent could give me a wrestling number. ”

The old woman said, "No, your tablet is also engraved with your name." ”

Xiao Yang frowned, and turned to look at the tablet next to the coffin, which simply and clearly read: Qu Liuyu's position.

Meander ......

Xiao Biao silently wrote down the name: "I want to return to the Cloud Pavilion, you can show me the way." ”

The old woman nodded and said, "Yes, yes, the old slave will lead the way, this will lead the way." ”

This old lady ...... At first glance, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp.

It's probably because I've done too much bad things to have such a look.

The ancestral hall is very close to the Guiyun Pavilion, and it will take a moment to arrive.

Xiao Yang looked at the scene in front of him, hehe.

It's not just "nothing left after you've cleaned up", the whole attic feels like someone has burned it.

But after thinking about it, it has been a common thing for many years to sleep in the open, even if it is ...... Let's make a small scene.

Xiao Biao raised his feet and stepped into Guiyun Pavilion, but in the next second, he only felt that the cold light flashed beside him, Xiao Biao turned around suddenly, and saw that the old lady just now was holding a silver dagger in her hand.

The old woman's face was full of tears, and her eyes were full of fear.

"I'm sorry...... You must die, if you don't die, I am the one who dies! ”

The old woman threw herself at her like madness.

Xiao Yang was a general, and his kung fu was naturally good, and he dodged the dagger and grabbed the old lady with a backhand.

Xiao Biao's pupils swept half a point of murderous intent: "In order to kill me, you don't even care about your own life, it seems that the two of us have a lot of hatred." ”

The old woman did not say a word, but wept and wailed, and then spat blood from her mouth and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, if you have the ability to commit suicide by taking poison, you can be regarded as a strong person."

Xiao Yang let go of the old man and let her fall in front of Guiyun Pavilion.

Even if she changes her body and wants to kill her, I'm afraid there will be no fewer people than before......

But what was before will not happen again.

When hell freezes over.

Xiao Biao walked into Guiyun Pavilion with a cold expression, removed the cumbersome decoration on the outside of the mourning clothes, leaving only a light white robe, and casually tore off a strip of cloth to tie his hair, and there was still arrogance and sassy heroism between his eyebrows.

That's right, I'm Xiao Yang and I'm back.

This time, I'm going to clear up the grievances.