Xiaoling's eyes were frightened, trembling with fear, and her lips trembled.

As if he hadn't heard clearly for a while, he froze in place, thinking for a while, before confirming that he had heard correctly.

Nailed alive into a coffin?

Without waiting for the pity, Xiaoling suddenly raised her hands and slapped herself a few times.

"It's all my fault, my fault, I shouldn't have been blinded by lard and said such a way to hurt Ziyi'......"

Then, Xiaoling cried and stepped forward to hug the leg of the pitiful kite, "My lord, please save me, save me......"

Pity Kite and Feng Yin glanced at each other and looked down at her, "How can I save you?" Murder pays for life, and his crime should be punished. ”

"Ziyi, the soul of Ziyi is here, she ...... She's really a ghost, really a ghost! ”

Xiaoling was already frightened like crazy, crying and shouting and hugging Pi Zheng's leg.

"Yuan Jiu." Because of the deep black eyes, the wind turned around and glanced at Yuan Jiu.

Yuan Jiu hurriedly grabbed Xiaoling's collar from the side and dragged her down from the lobby.

The mournful cry changed from loud to small, and then to an inaudible whimper.

Yuan Jiu gagged Xiaoling, and then locked him in a room and found someone to take care of him.

The lobby fell silent for a moment, and no one was heard for a long time.

Feng Yin knew that she must be thinking about something, so he didn't bother her silently.

In the middle of the sound, the pityan suddenly shouted the name of Thirteen outside, and Thirteen heard the sound and hurriedly entered the house.

"Do you remember that after we lifted the coffin, the coffin was brought back?" Pitane got up from her chair.

Thirteen smiled thoughtlessly, "No, I arranged to pull the coffin back, and it was left behind the post-mortem hall of the Criminal Division." ”

"Well done." Pity Zheng smiled, and saw that Thirteen straightened his hair.

If she praised him one day, there must be something to do for him.

"You immediately take two people to the Criminal Division and bring the coffin back for me." He stared at him with a smile.

Thirteen's eyes widened, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

He couldn't help but be aggrieved: "Master, ......"

He had just washed off the smell of the corpse and wanted to drink a sip of porridge water, so he was going to carry the coffin again?

Feng Yin leaned his back on the edge of the table, hooked his lips and smiled, and bowed his head slightly, "Go early and return early." ”

"Wait." Pity Zheng thought for a while, and stopped with a voice.

Thirteen looked at her with hope, and suddenly wanted to let him go?

"In addition to the original one, carry a new one." Pian Zheng nodded and confirmed: "Two coffins, nothing else." ”

Thirteen sighed lightly, "Huh." ”

Immediately, he turned around and ran out of the lobby, jumped off the eaves, and disappeared into the night.

As soon as the thirteen front feet left, the back foot Yuan Jiu reported from outside the door.

Jiang Nu was already waiting outside the door.

The pity was stunned, and he couldn't even take care of the big puff on his body.

She opened the warm tent and went straight to the door to personally welcome Jiang Nu into the door.

Jiang Nu seemed to have been standing outside the door for a quarter of an hour, and her hands were already cold.

Jiang Nu looked at the pity of the zheng, she only glanced at it, and she was stunned.

Seeing that Jiang Nu didn't make a sound, along her line of sight, she suddenly remembered that she was still covered with the wind.

She hurriedly untied it, Jiang Nu came back to her senses, reached out to cover her hand, and hurriedly stomped her feet and said angrily: "Why, you want to take off your clothes and freeze in this cold day, and let me serve you again?" ”

The hand of the pityan was squeezed tightly by her, and Jiang Nu seemed to sigh lightly as if she looked away, and smiled at her gently with a sigh of relief.

"I haven't said what I said yesterday, and I don't want to ask for it, I only want you and me, as always, okay?"

Pian Zheng held her backhand, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes, "Okay." ”

"Xie Jianniang often sends letters, saying that she wants to come to see you, but I forgot to mention it when I saw you before, but now I think that she has been repairing more than ten books, and I am really anxious to come, so I will reply tomorrow and invite her to come."

Jiang Nu smiled lightly, "Sixth Uncle wants to be relieved, you are now a six-grade official, and you will have to rely on you in the future." ”

Pity Zheng didn't know how to answer, and stood there in silence.

"I live in King Jin's mansion now, I heard that the prince has a princess, I live there is always unreasonable, Zheng, it is better for me to move in and live with you, just like when I was a child, as long as you don't let me sleep in a coffin, I can sleep anywhere."

"What are you talking about, I can let you sleep in a coffin?"

The two men looked at each other and smiled, held each other's hands, and entered the house.

Jiang Nu entered the house, glanced left and right, and looked at the pity Zheng suspiciously, "The prince is not here?" ”

Hearing this, Pian Zheng raised his eyes, Feng Yin didn't know when he left the back room, and he was indeed no longer in Fang Cai's seat.

"The master has instructed, and he specially ordered someone to send Miss Jiang's belongings to King Jin's mansion, the girl doesn't have to be tired to run again, the prince has already returned to the house first."

Yuan Jiu appeared from behind and stepped forward to reply.

Jiang Nu's expression did not change, and the indescribable emotions in her eyes swept through her eyes.

"It's fine."

Jiang Nu raised her eyes and smiled softly at the pitiful kite: "If it weren't for my nightmare, I would really want to sleep in the same room with you today." ”

Incubus?

Pity Zheng didn't say anything when he heard this.

Thinking about it, Jiang Nu's illness is still psychologically damaged, which is why she has nightmare disease.

"I said, if you don't move the sun, let me run back and forth in the middle of the night, this bastard ......"

Sai Shenxian scolded and entered the house from outside, followed by two people, carrying a large wooden box in one hand.

"Race Immortals." Pian Zheng didn't expect that the wind was speed, and in the blink of an eye, the race fairy also moved over.

"I said mercy, you have to talk about that kid another day, the old man is my age, what's the matter with letting him drink all the time!" The Race Immortal was quite dissatisfied with what happened tonight.

Sai Shenxian still had the smell of wine hidden on his body, and his cheeks were red, he should have just been fished out of the wine vat in which house.

Pian Zheng smiled and said seriously: "Okay, I must have asked him to compensate you for a pot of high-quality daughter Hong." ”

Sai Shenxian's eyes lit up, "Hey, you still know my mind, hey, hey, where do I live old man, if I don't live next to you, I won't have to bombard me every day!" ”

"Race Immortals!" Pian Zheng subconsciously glanced at Jiang Nu.

Goddess Jiang's color did not change, and Ying Ying smiled: "Tonight is so lively, I think I must choose a ......"

Yuan Jiu opened his mouth and led the way to the backyard unhurriedly.

"The master has chosen a house for the two of you, and they are all settled, and my subordinates will take you there."

Pian Zheng's eyebrows raised slightly.

Why did she suddenly feel that her mansion had become a place arranged by others, and she was like a resident?

"Good boy, if there is no wine in the house, I will definitely settle an account with him tomorrow." Sai Shenxian took the two big wooden boxes and took the lead in pulling the tent into the backyard.

Jiang Nu slowed down for a while, gently raised her eyes to stare at her, and smiled enviously, "Zheng'er, he is really good to you." ”

How much envy and jealousy are hidden in this smile, she herself doesn't know how bitter this smile is.

After saying that, she exhaled lightly, "It's good." ”

Immediately, he followed the race fairy into the backyard.

Yuan Jiu and the other two people entered the backyard one after the other, and then followed.

Standing outside the lobby, he seemed to understand the arrangement of the wind causes, but he didn't seem to understand it very well.

She stood there for a moment, and Thirteen was already back from outside.

Thirteen was beckoning the four people outside, and carried the two coffins from the Punishment Department to the Mansion of the Torture Envoy, and the catchers on duty outside were all attracted.

In the middle of the night, this female official dared to carry the coffin into the mansion of the Holy Lord!

It's not a pair, but two pairs? What does this mean?

On the second day, I was afraid that it would be written into various scripts and sent to the teahouse storyteller.

The arrester who came to the Punishment Mansion was none other than Xiao Beigu and Mo Dongqing.

There are two other catchers, named Hu Bude and Qian Bushou.

As soon as he heard this, he almost couldn't hold back his face, and almost burst his belly with laughter.

These two people must not play mahjong.

One is not careful, and the other is not keep.

Yes, they are all masters who can't win money.

Lin Qiuwei also followed, originally to bring dinner to Xiao Beigu, but he didn't think that something happened to happen, so he also came.

It doesn't get in the way if there are many people, it's not an autopsy, it's just a coffin.

Two coffins were brought to the compound and parked parallel in the middle of the compound.

The dark coffin outside the brightly lit hall sucked in the light as if it were unaffected, and the darkness was dark and cold.

"Open the lid of the coffin."

Thirteen listened to the order, Xiao Beigu and Mo Dongqing respectively pushed the coffin lid outward, revealing half of the coffin.

He slowly walked to the edge of the new coffin, grabbed the edge with both hands, stepped on the horizontal board below, and stepped up with one foot. Her movements were fast and skillful, and in the next second, she stepped directly into the coffin, then grabbed the coffin board and lay down.

Everyone was shocked and stunned.

Thirteen's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly ran over and glared angrily at the coffin.

It was as if to say, "Did you ask me to carry a coffin for you to sleep in?" ”

The rats in the coffin had long been driven away, and the rat feces and urine in it had just been cleaned up, but the smell still had some left, and it had not been completely removed.

Pian Zheng frowned slightly, and glanced back at Thirteen, "Give me a dagger." ”

Thirteen didn't know why, so he had to do so, took the dagger he was carrying with him from his bosom and handed it over.

"Close the coffin board." Lian Zheng took the dagger of the thirteenth, closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Burn a pillar of incense, burn it before it can be opened, no matter what movement during the period, the coffin is not allowed to be opened!" ”

Thirteen glared at the kite, seeing that she didn't mean to open her eyes at all, not like a joke.

"I'm cold, do things smartly!" Pian Zheng frowned, "Finish it early and finish it early!" ”

Thirteen was so angry that his face darkened, and he said coldly towards Xiao Bei: "Cover the coffin!" ”

Several catchers in the outer hall looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out.

Xiao Beigu and Mo Dongqing glanced at each other and did so.

Thirteen immediately went to light a stick of incense.

There was silence in the coffin for a long time, and there was silence in the lobby.

After a few moments, there was a stabbing sound from the coffin covered with the coffin board, sparse and sparse, and the sound became louder and louder.

There was a slight 'thump' tremor in the coffin, and from time to time there was a small screeching sound like nails scraping against the tabletop.

He thumped and kicked and kicked with his fist inside.

Outside, I couldn't hear the slightest loud noise,

A coffin was hollow, and there was a living person in it, and the sound of squirming made the people outside the hall hairy......