The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Qing Wu could not get angry no matter how embarrassed she was. The rightful owner was not here at the moment, but although she resented Xiao Chenyan for not having a long mouth, she was secretly happy.

So much so, that when all the looks around her were shocked, appreciative, or doubtful, she forgave the rudeness of these stupid people with great mercy.

Situ Jing's heart was in turmoil.

His eyes kept glancing at the judge's pen on Qingwu's right hand, which was different from others who suspected that Qingwu was Yun Qingwu's fake corpse.

Situ Jing had never seen this person as a human being.

He had always suspected that Qingnu's body was lived by an old ghost with profound spiritual knowledge.

But just when Qing Wu took action, Situ Jing knew that he had gone astray.

This ghost aunt is absolutely human, but even if she is a ghost, her identity is by no means simple! !

What she just used was the 'Edict'!

Determining life and death with one stroke, this is the ability only a judge has! No, the judges under the underworld only judge and convict, but they do not control life and death.

"Thank you, Princess, for your help. If it weren't for Princess, we would all have died young today."

Situ Jing looked pitiful: "The princess is the reborn parent I've been waiting for!"

Qing Wu shuddered and was disgusted by the idea.

The black-armored guards next to them also silently distanced themselves from Situ Jing. They knew that the military advisor and barefoot doctor was thick-skinned, but there was no need to admit their marriage directly!

"No, you look at your fate."

"Seriously?!" Situ Jing was surprised: "The princess said that, then I will definitely have no problem living for ninety-nine."

Qing Wu smiled: "If you talk too much nonsense, I guarantee you won't survive twenty-nine."

Situ Jing shut up. Situ Jing was as quiet as a chicken. He will be twenty-nine next month.

"Burn the corpses of those mandrills so that they don't accumulate into filthy gas. Remember to take off the skulls on their heads."

After Qing Wu gave the order, the black-armored guards worked quickly.

This time, everyone was convinced of her, and many people had awe in their eyes.

"Princess, I have roughly calculated Wang Yulang's location. It should be nearby."

Qing Wu hummed, but walked straight into the ruined temple behind him, and Situ Jing quickly followed.

"People are in this ruined temple."

Situ Jing was stunned, "In the temple? That's not right. We checked after entering the temple and there was no one inside."

Qingwu stared at the broken shrine. The clay sculptures on the shrine had been destroyed, and it was impossible to see what was originally enshrined.

"It's just hidden."

Situ Jing followed her gaze and quickly called a few people to go to the shrine.

After a while of tumbling, someone exclaimed.

"There's a kid in there!"

But they saw that there was a hollow under the shrine, and a seven or eight-year-old boy was curled up inside.

The child had many scratches on his body, his face was pale and his body was cold. If he didn't still have a weak breath, he would look like a dead person.

The black-armored guard carefully took the person out.

Qing Wu strode over, placed her hand on the child's brow, and frowned.

Situ Jing also saw the clues. After checking the child, he solemnly said: "The soul has left the body and the vitality is about to die. This child has been missing for seven days. We must find the soul before the child is born, otherwise it will be too late."

He subconsciously looked at Qing Wu.

Although Situ Jing knew how to recall the living soul, he felt that with Qingnu around, his tricks were just a trick.

But he saw Qing Wu's jade fingers falling on the child's eyebrows, and his voice sounded low, with that mysterious and unpredictable pressure, as if it came from the netherworld, or sounded from the depths of the soul.

"Wang Yulang, the soul is back."

The orders of the Yin officials lead to the underworld.

The ghosts floating in the ghost world all heard the sound, but after a while, the child still didn't respond.

Qing Wu raised her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "This child's soul is not lost, but trapped."

No wonder the glimmer of life she saw was so slim.

"What should we do? Princess, can you find where the child's soul is trapped?"

Qing Wu frowned. She could find it if she looked for it, but she didn't have enough time.

At this moment, there was a sound from outside.

"Your Majesty."

Qing Wu looked back in astonishment and saw the tall figure of a man appearing at the entrance of the temple. There was firelight behind him and the front was covered in shadow.

And those dark and unpredictable Ruifeng eyes seemed to be burning with a cluster of wildfire at this moment, looking at her with a scorching look.

Qing Wu was overjoyed: "Xiao Chenyan."

Hearing her voice and watching the smile spread across her face.

Xiao Chenyan's heart seemed to be hit by something. The iris she drew was like a tenacious weed, growing uncontrollably in his heart, giving rise to his absurd delusions.

"You came just in time, come and help me!" Qing Wu held his hand directly.

Under the gaze of everyone, the black-armored guards held their breath and looked away.

Xiao Chenyan felt the strength coming from her hand, clenched it subconsciously, and stared at her. This time, he did not refuse.

"it is good."

Qing Wu pulled him quickly towards the child.

As she approached, she hesitated again. Xiao Chenyan saw her dilemma and asked, "Don't you want my help?"

Qing Wu pursed her lower lip: "Xiao Yulang's time is running out. His soul is trapped. It will be impossible to find and rescue his soul in a short period of time."

"There is only one way now, to lend him a life."

"No!" Baisui was the first to jump out and glared at Qingwu: "What are your intentions? Do you want to harm the prince!"

"Back off!" Xiao Chenyan suddenly shouted coldly.

There was silence in the temple.

"How can I borrow it?" He looked at Qing Wu with a calm expression.

Qing Wu was shocked in her heart and explained seriously: "I say I am lending my life, but in fact I am lending your Yang Qi to shield him from his death energy. I am not really lending my Yang Life."

Xiao Chenyan had no objection and just nodded: "Come on."

Baisui knelt down and said, "If you want to borrow Yang Qi, you can borrow mine. I'm young and have enough Yang Qi!"

The other black-armored guards also knelt down: "We are also full of yang energy, and we are willing to lend it!"

All the soldiers were loyal and courageous, but it was a bit strange to rush to say that they were more yang-qi than their own prince.

Situ Jing coughed: "I can't do it anymore. My kidneys are weak and my yang energy is not as good as the prince's."

There was a sudden silence in the temple, and everyone was embarrassed. Baisui also looked at his own prince.

Qing Wu chuckled and said, "To deceive the underworld, the person lending it must have great luck."

"You are the only one who is so lucky."

Hearing 'cheated the Yinsi', Situ Jing looked at Qingnu in shock and hesitated to speak.

Xiao Chenyan was already suffering from a headache, so he said concisely and concisely: "Just do it."

Qing Wu stopped talking nonsense. She suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and seemed to kiss Xiao Chenyan's lips.

Everyone in the temple was stunned and quickly looked away.

Xiao Chenyan's body stiffened for a moment and then relaxed quickly.

The woman's lips didn't really touch her, but from an inch away, he could clearly smell her refreshing fragrance.

Like a hook, it penetrated into his seven orifices and took away something.

Qingwu said thank you for borrowing Yangshou for three days, but when she was about to turn around, Xiao Chenyan held her wrist.

She looked back in surprise and saw him frowning, but he hesitated to speak.

"Nothing." Xiao Chenyan let go of his hand.

Qingwu nodded, squatted down next to the child, formed a seal with her right hand, put her thumb against her heart, and pushed it upward.

Yangshou Qi gathered at her fingertips, followed her guidance, and penetrated into the child's body.

Wang Yulang's complexion improved a lot in the blink of an eye, and the deathly aura on his body disappeared.

When Xiao Chenyan saw this, his eyes moved, and his clenched fist hands relaxed slightly.

He thought that if he wanted to transfer Yangshou to someone else, he would also need her...

"Okay," Qing Wu turned around and smiled brightly at him: "Xiao Chenyan, thank you."

Xiao Chenyan looked at her, his eyes seemed to penetrate her skin and see clearly the true face of her soul.

"Cloud, clear, fog."

He read her name word for word.

It sounded like he was pronouncing another similar name.

The voice is lingering for no reason.

"You're welcome."