Three thousand years in prison?

Hearing Sang Sang's words, Meng Qianqian's entire body trembled.

But in the end, he still crawled on the ground, covering the wound in his abdomen, and smiled bitterly: "You don't have to trap me, if I betray that living soul, I will be worse than dead." ”

That Taoist priest was very good at torturing ghosts, even if she had cultivated for three thousand years, she couldn't beat the other party.

Thinking like this, Meng Qianqian closed his eyes and broke the jar: "Lord Yama, kill me, I will never say it." ”

Sang Sang sneered: "Idiot! ”

Sangsang really didn't expect that there were such stupid ghosts in the world, who had lived for three thousand years, and they didn't even have any heart at all.

She just suddenly remembered Zhao Qingyang's matter and asked casually, if only the ghost with a heart and eyes would directly deny it, where would she admit it directly like Meng Qianqian.

It's stupid.

"It's really cheap to kill you, you killed people all over the place, and the methods were so cruel, it's a pity that you don't go to the eighteen layers of hell again."

When Meng Qianqian thought of the punishment of the eighteenth layer of hell, he shuddered coldly, and instantly collapsed: "Didn't I just kill his family, it is his honor for Miss Ben to be able to look at this poor show, who told him not to cherish it?" ”

"Honored? Do you want this honor for you? I really don't know how your brain grows, someone else has a wife, you have to step in, people don't want to pay attention to you, you're good, you kill the whole family with a grudge, and the Xiucai family has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes when they meet you, phew! ”

Sang Sang stopped talking to Meng Qianqianduo, took out the small gourd and took her in.

Then, Sang Sang's eyes glanced at Song Qingyi, whose neck was full of blood, Xiao Tuanzi immediately put away the seriousness on his face, ran over, and glanced at Song Qingyi nervously: "Are you okay?" Does your neck hurt? Didn't scare you, did it? ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Qingyi's eyes.

Suddenly, he looked at the book of life and death in Sang Sang's hand.

"What's in your hand?"

Sang Sang sighed and replied, "Life and death are thin." ”

Song Qingyi: ???

In fact, he himself is a little confused.

Just now, when Meng Qianqian wanted to kill himself, he had a trace of memory in his mind, but he was suddenly interrupted by Sang Sang, and his memory was blurred again.

He knew about life and death, but he didn't know why, he seemed to have a feeling that the thing in Sangsang's hand was his own.

There is an urge to draw a cross on the book of life and death.

Song Qingyi was taken aback by his thoughts, and quickly changed the topic: "Grandma, how is that ghost?" ”

"I received it in the gourd, Meng Qianqian is a powerful ghost who ran out of the hell road some time ago, and when I go back, I will put people back to the eighteenth layer of hell to be punished."

At first, Sang Sang wanted Meng Qianqian to die, but when she thought of what was written on the life and death book, Sang Sang felt that it was too cheap for her to let the other party's soul fly away like this.

Because he likes others and does not hesitate to put pressure on the lowly, who knows that people don't like him at all, so he abuses and kills other people's families.

After death, he was punished in hell for 3,000 years, but he did not repent at all, and such a ghost was simply locked up in the eighteenth layer of hell forever and punished.

When Song Qingyi heard this, he suddenly thought of something, and panicked: "That's right, uncle and grandfather!" ”

Sang Sang waved his hand: "He's fine, it's just that he was eaten twice by Meng Qianqiansheng." ”

Song Qingyi: "......"

It's okay.

"The two spirits have returned, it will be fine, don't worry too much."

Song Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

His room was already in a mess, most of the arms and legs of the tables and chairs had been separated, and the door to the door was already crumbling, and now he finally couldn't hold on and fell.

Song Qingyi's face flushed slightly, and he couldn't help but say, "Thanks to you and my uncle and grandfather this time, otherwise my life today would have been explained here." ”

"How come, although you are affected by evil qi, your face looks like you can live ninety-nine, it is a long-lived face, so don't think about it."

Sang Sang said, but remembered Song Qingyi's eyes just now, and couldn't help but admire: "And you were so powerful just now, Meng Qianqian grabbed such a long nail into your neck, and you dared to slap her." ”

After all, if it were an ordinary person or Song Yang, I am afraid that I would have been scared and fainted at that time.

"And if it weren't for your slap that stunned Meng Qianqian, it wouldn't be so easy for me to deal with her."

Song Qingyi was a little embarrassed by Sang Sang's praise: "Actually, I don't remember it." ”

I actually beat a female ghost, if it weren't for what Sang Sang said didn't seem to be fake, otherwise he wouldn't even believe it.

It's just why Sangsang said it...... Why don't you suddenly have any impression at all?

It's just that Song Qingyi didn't have time to think about it, because Song Yang, who was eaten raw outside the door, and in order to save himself, was already unconscious at this moment.

Song Zheng's eyes were full of panic, but it was only after Sang Sang came out that he stabilized his mind: "Uncle Yi fainted after saying two words, and now his hands and feet are cold, will he be fine?" ”

The corners of Sang Sang's mouth twitched, but he was still afraid of a case, squatted down and carefully examined it, and then shook his head: "It's okay, he was eaten twice by Meng Qianqiansheng, and now the soul is in my body, and I will return the soul to him when I go back, as for why I fainted......"

Sang Sang was speechless in his heart: "If he loses two souls, he will lose twenty years of cultivation at most, which is dispensable for him. ”

Saying this, Song Zheng didn't understand even more: "Since it's okay, why can't you wake up?" ”

"He was stunned by the ghosts."

At first, Song Zheng thought that he was old and had auditory hallucinations in his ears, so he asked again, "What did you say?" ”

In the end, when he got the reason that Sang Sang said, Song Zheng fell silent.

Sang Sang took Song Yang, who was stunned by the ghost, into the gourd, and then explained that everyone in the Song family went out to bask in the sun more these days, and only left after going to get rid of the evil spirit.

Ye Mian glanced at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Sang Sang left the gate of the Song family, and his little head nodded.

"Why don't we listen to Grandpa Song and stay at Song's house for one night?"

Sang Sang was still so young, but he had not had enough sleep, and Ye Mian was very distressed when he saw it.

I only blame myself for not having Sangsang's ability, and there is no way to share Sangsang's burden.

"No, although Song Yang is fine now, those two spirits can't leave the body for too long, otherwise it will damage the soul, if the soul is incomplete in the future, Song Yang will not be able to reincarnate."

Ye Mian didn't care: "He doesn't necessarily want to be reincarnated like that." ”

Ye Mianke knew too well what Song Yang was thinking.

Now there is Sangsang, even if he is a ghost, he can basically live like an ordinary person, the Song family has always raised himself, and doing what he likes every day is simply the ultimate dream of rice worms.

Let Song Yang go to reincarnation, it is estimated that it is more difficult than killing him.

Sure enough, Sang Sang was silent when he heard Ye Mian's words.