Looking at the heartless Zhou Ling, even the grim-faced Ye Qing was amused by the little girl. But now that things were a little serious, Ye Qing did not dare to tell the truth.："Youngest Biao Sister, don't sleep here. When we get home later, Brother-in-law will hug you to sleep.”
"Get lost." Zhou Ling was most afraid that her brother-in-law would joke around regardless of the occasion or place. No matter what, Ye Qing was still her cousin-in-law in name. She peeked at Shen Jing with a red face. Seeing her staring at the naked Liang Hongyu in a daze, she felt relieved. He bared his teeth at Ye Qing, gesturing with the flower thorns, which meant that if he dared to spout nonsense again, he would really stab him.
Now, not only was Shen Jing afraid, even Ye Qing was helpless. Fortunately, Ye Qing was an optimistic person and never knew to worry. He walked to the side of the brick bed and sat beside Zhou Ling. Then, he tilted his head back and collapsed. "I'm really tired too."
This fellow wanted to sleep. Zhou Ling couldn't take it anymore and pushed Ye Qing. "Hurry up and revive her so that I can go home and eat and sleep.”
Alive? You make it sound so easy. If you live, you're a drought demon. If you die, you're a malicious ghost.
However, Ye Qing did not dare to say it. No matter how bold Zhou Ling was, she was still a young lady. He tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ling's two swaying jade peaks that were particularly eye-catching because of her strength. This fellow really wanted to touch them first. Seeing the thorn in Zhou Ling's hand, Ye Qing guiltily reached out to the little girl's butt and retracted his hand. He closed his eyes. "Biao Youngest Sister, Brother-in-law asks you a question. You say that I can't save Liang Hongyu and can't kill her, what should I do?”
Zhou Ling thought that he was joking. She rolled her eyes and smiled cunningly. "Call me Little Aunt and I'll tell you the answer.”
Ye Qing's eyes, which had just closed, immediately widened. At this time, Ye Qing would even call her grandmother, let alone Little Aunt. The three of them had already offended Liang Hongyu. This kind of thing was the most vengeful. Once she could move, there would be endless trouble. She sweetly called her Little Aunt, her voice so sweet that it made people's hearts ache.
"Hey." Zhou Ling's heart bloomed with joy as she replied crisply. He said solemnly. "Do what you have to do."
Ye Qing pulled Zhou Ling down onto the brick bed, flipped over and rode on her, and started to rub against the little girl's stalwart chest. "I told you to lie to me."
Zhou Ling twisted her body like a snake to avoid this guy's wretched harassment. "I'm not lying to you. You have to do what you have to do.”
Ye Qing had a flash of inspiration and planted a heavy kiss on the little girl's face. "Yes, we'll do what we have to do.”
Shen Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at the two of them playing around. What time was it?
Ye Qing jumped up from Zhou Ling's body and pulled up the little girl who was so embarrassed that she wished she could dig into the ground. "Hurry up and find the candles." He turned to look at Shen Jing. "Sister Jing, give me a hand."
The position of the dead should be the west, meaning that after death, one could go straight to the Western Paradise and escape the sea of suffering.
Ye Qing and Shen Jing lifted the door and directly messed with Liang Hongyu. It cut off the road to the west. He took a pack of candles from Zhou Ling and lit a seven-star lamp on Liang Hongyu's head. Then, he stabbed the wolf fang dagger under Liang Hongyu's feet.
Shen Jing blinked in surprise. What was he doing? Why was the seven-star lamp that should be under her feet lit above her head? Moreover, there was a killing device under her feet. Were they going to let her go to the gates of hell or not?
The Thunder Fire Golden Needles had already pierced through Liang Hongyu's body thirty-six times. This fellow took out the needle box again and quickly pierced the Thunder Fire Golden Needles into Liang Hongyu's body one by one. Shen Jing counted silently in her heart. Ye Qing had pierced another seventy-one Thunder Fire Golden Needles into Liang Hongyu's body. Now, her snow-white flesh and body were like a hedgehog.
Ye Qing took the last one-foot-long Thunder Fire Golden Needle and gestured it above Liang Hongyu's head. Shen Jing suddenly understood this guy's intention. He was using the power of Thunder Fire to disperse Liang Hongyu's soul.
The foot-long Thunder Fire Needle slowly pierced into Liang Hongyu's skull. Ye Qing seemed to have used up all his strength. His face was as pale as paper. As the Thunder Fire Needle went deeper, a black line as black as ink spread through Liang Hongyu's body like a blood vessel. It was like a spider web. It was as if a mouse was crawling under his skin. Liang Hongyu's muscles trembled, causing her body to jump three inches from the door. "Sister Jing, use the wolf's fang to pierce the area above the dead woman's ten toenails, where there is a wide leek leaf.”
Shen Jing didn't dare to be negligent. She pulled out her wolf fang and stabbed Liang Hongyu's two beautiful three-inch golden lotuses ten times. The coagulated blood was black and red. The wolf fang was smeared with blood dissolving powder. Once it was stabbed, it would bleed non-stop. Even the coagulated blood plaque in a living person's body wouldn't work. There was no need to mention the dead. Blood flowed out, and the stench was nauseating.
Zhou Ling was both afraid and excited. She had never heard of such a thing before, let alone seen it.
The wolf fang in Shen Jing's hand suddenly let out a ghostly wail. "Pierce her Yongquan acupoint." Ye Qing shouted. The man was on the left and the woman was on the right. Ye Qing didn't even need to tell her about this. Shen Jing had already stabbed the Yongquan acupoint on Liang Hongyu's right foot.
The blood-like black lines on Liang Hongyu's body quickly surged to the soles of her feet. The blood that flowed out was absorbed by the Wolf Fang Dagger. The blue blade turned black, and the trembling corpse finally calmed down. Shen Jing was shocked. How many people had this dagger killed? It could even shock such a fierce corpse.
Liang Hongyu's body turned snow-white again. Ye Qing finally heaved a sigh of relief and shouted excitedly. "Alright." He took out the Zhile Powder and quickly applied it on Liang Hongyu's wound. The Zhile Powder quickly melted and turned into a thin film to stop the bleeding.
"Alive, alive." Zhou Ling, who had been staring at Liang Hongyu, shouted happily.
Liang Hongyu slowly opened her eyes. There was a layer of fog in her pupils, and she was not as quick-witted as ordinary people. Ye Qing pulled out a Thunder Fire Golden Needle, pricked his finger, and accurately pressed it between Liang Hongyu's eyebrows.
Ye Qing stared intently at Liang Hongyu's gaze. His pupils rapidly expanded, deep like the endless starry sky, making people unable to see the end. His speech was so slow that it made people anxious, as if he was singing, dragging out the last note. "You are Liang Hongyu, I am your master, and you are my slave.”
"I am Liang Hongyu. You are my master and I am your slave.”Liang Hongyu mimicked Ye Qing's speed and repeated it slowly.
Zhou Ling did not hear what Ye Qing was singing just now, but Liang Hongyu's repetition was heard clearly by the little girl. She raised her hand and the flower thorn was about to fly out.
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