When Feng Qi opened her eyes, her ears were filled with a woman's hysterical rebuke, which seemed to spew out her heart, liver and lungs, and the hatred that accompanied by the fire & spicy injuries couldn't help but fall on her...... What happened? I haven't heard of anyone who has the ability to cut a lonely soul and a wild ghost with a thousand knives.

"Why did I give birth to such a shameless thing as you?! I went to great lengths to send you to the Immortal Gate to cultivate, and you still have the face to be sent back?! If you have the ability to climb the bed to seduce & seduce men, why don't you just die there?! What are you doing back?! ”

"How did I teach you?! Aren't you even enough for me?! You're so blind?! What kind of man dares to be coquettish?! If I knew you were such a shitty thing, I would have simply sold you to the kiln! ”

"I'll beat you shameless shit! You've ruined me! It's all ruined!! ”

Feng Qi turned over with difficulty, only to find that her body was already covered with whiplashes, no matter which side she turned on.

But then again, what the hell happened?

The woman was still beating her without a head or face, and Feng Qi only felt a pain like fire all over her body, but her limbs were not so obedient. Fortunately, the woman had already beaten one to death, and had no strength to kill her again, and after a while she gradually stopped, and threw down the whip with no strength, and choked with sobs and grief.

But the woman's crying was evident for herself, and her mournful tone was full of despair, "Why am I so miserable, such a lowly and prodigal daughter of yours?" What the hell have I done......

Suddenly, the woman didn't know what she remembered, and her voice changed, as if she was a mad demon, and said, "No, I don't care, this matter can't be left like that." I don't care, your innocence has been ruined anyway, and you have to give it back to me anyway! Otherwise...... Otherwise, I'll just burn it here, and no one will live!! ”

With that, the woman staggered out the door, and with a clang, and then listened to the rattling of the chains locked.

Feng Qi didn't understand the situation a little, and it sounded like he wanted her to go back, where to go? Return to the ethereal land beyond the Three Realms to be a lonely ghost? Or go back to the so-called fairy gate that crawled over the bed?

But if the woman wanted her to go back from whence she came from, then why did she lock the door? Could it be that she saw some clues, and planned a roundabout plan to burn her here? Impossible, a layman woman knows what it means to be reborn?

What's more, she was originally a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and she came and went according to fate, not to mention that she couldn't find a way back to the ethereal land outside the Three Realms, even how she came here, who in this world can explain it clearly?

Of course, if she was a powerful ghost, she might have deliberately taken her body, but she really didn't do anything.

Feng Qi rested on his back for a while before he sat up and looked at the room. Although the empty house is surrounded by walls, judging from the sleeping cabinets that can't be moved, this is obviously a daughter's boudoir. Those who can move have moved away, looking depressed but not shabby, those sleeping pavilions and cabinets are exquisitely wooded, and I think this is a rich and noble family.

And this body of oneself...... Feng Qi looked at his body, a snow-white light gauze dress had been torn into thousands of strands by the whip, almost unclothed, and the blood was messy. But although the whip marks are intertwined and dense, you can still see that the skin is like coagulated fat, full & full like jade, which is obviously the body of a rich and noble lady.

Feng Qi stood up and sat cross-legged, pinching her fingers to count the years she had been a lonely ghost, only to find that twenty-three years had passed, and today happened to be her sacrifice day.

Fate? Rebirth? A festival day gift? Is that okay?

However, the quality of this sacrificial gift is really difficult to compliment, no cultivation, no qualifications, sixteen years old, has passed the best age for cultivation, and he can't pick his hand or lift it, and Feng Qi also found that the heart of this body is haunted by a thick resentment.

The original owner is dead, if he dies miserably and unjustly, it will breed a wave of resentment, which will turn into a ghost of injustice, or a murderous corpse will rise up and become a murderous corpse.

Feng Qi is a little worried, this resentment is the owner of this body after all, although she is reborn but after all, she is an outsider, if she can't resolve this resentment as soon as possible, it won't be long before this resentment invades her spiritual sense, robs her soul, and merges with her, at that time, she is forced to die without turning a blind eye into a murderous corpse, tsk, who wants to do that kind of low-level thing?

If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. No wonder the older generation said that they would rather be a lonely ghost than take a resentful corpse, this is the truth. In fact, Feng Qi felt that she was quite innocent, she didn't actually want this sacrificial gift, whoever loved it wanted it, and the host's grievances were very troublesome to deal with.

However...... It doesn't seem to be her turn to choose whether to want or not.

Feng Qi got up with difficulty, staggered to the cabinet and flipped through it, but fortunately he turned out half a box of broken rouge, squatted on the ground and drew a formation.

She can only talk about this grievance, what grievances are there to say and listen to, everyone is happy, and they are happy to laugh and enmity? After all, she had a hunch that the resentment of such ordinary people and young ladies was not bitter and bitter at all.

But as soon as Feng sat up and fixed in the formation, a resentment like a sea of blood and hatred swept through her entire mind, with a strange life experience.

This is the Su family's mansion, the Su family is also a well-known rich and noble family in the local area, the original owner's name is Su Yaqian, the head of the family Su Shijie is her father, and her mother Shen Xiaoya is Su Shijie's sixth concubine.

But the strange thing is that Su Yaqian's resentment started before her mother Shen Xiaoya got married, and there was no her at that time.

Shen Xiaoya used to be a woman with both talent and beauty, although her family was poor, her talent and appearance were famous, and she was praised by countless elegant people with poems. It's a pity that Shen Xiaoya and those poor and sour literati who came to ask for marriage have always only talked about elegance and not love. And Su Shijie is a wealthy local businessman, relying on the original family of selling feather dusters, and the most admired is a talented woman.

Under Su Shijie's offensive of treating money like dung, Shen Xiaoya married contentedly even if she was a concubine, she told everyone that she married someone who was difficult to know that she understood in this world, and after the New Year, she gave birth to a daughter.

married into wealth and gave birth to children, it stands to reason that the second half of his life will be blessed, but unfortunately, Su Shijie has too many daughters, but he doesn't have a son, he is always poked in the backbone, scolded him for his lack of virtue and retribution, and deserves to be cut off. For this matter, Su Shijie married a total of six talented women as concubines to make up for his lack of virtue, no matter which one he wants to marry, he has a gentlemanly offensive that treats money like dung, and Shen Xiaoya is just one of them.