This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Her Royal Highness was 'injured' and naturally turned back into a delicate flower, and ran back to the house to be paralyzed.

Danxue Taoxiang was instructed by her to pack her bags, and only Qiu Yu was still waiting in the house.

"After the sun goes down, go to the back mountain and sprinkle this thing on the ridge." Tsing Yi took off his purse and threw it into his hand.

"Your Highness Princess, these are..."

"If you want to go, go, no nonsense." Tsing Yi didn't have the patience to explain, she lifted her jade feet and kicked the fat cat over: "Take this fat man with you."

The fat cat whimpered, and the little eyes were very resentful.

Qiu Yu was full of doubts and carried the cat up the mountain. After the sun went down, the beggars returned to the dwelling in a trance.

Qiu Yu knew the several generals under Xiao Jue who were on duty on the back mountain. He only said that the eldest princess lost something here during the day, so he was ordered to come up to find it, which did not make people suspicious.

The sun had completely dropped below the horizon at this moment, and the ridge was still gloomy.

Qiu Yu opened her purse with doubts, and there was actually a pile of black ashes inside. What exactly are these things?

Qiu Yu sprinkled black ash on the ridge with doubts, and suddenly a gust of overcast wind blew past and rolled up all the black ash. Gradually, the black ashes condensed into human figures in his eyes, Qiu Yu's eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

"Heh, the dead duck was so stubborn that he just said that he cares about her. As a result, he took action to save these remnants early in the morning."

A sour voice sounded beside him.

Qiu Yu's neck stiffened, and she looked down at the fat cat beside her feet. Did he hallucinate just now?

Or is the cat really talking?

"Silly boy, what are you still doing? Go to the side to guard, don't let people come over and disrupt the situation." The fat cat looked at Qiu Yu who had become a fool.

Qiu Yu took a deep breath and walked towards the distance in a trance.

Well, the ghosts have seen it, it should not be surprising that cats can speak human words...

Qiu Yu shivered and wiped the sweat from her face, um, calm down, don't panic. He peeked in trepidation, and saw the remnants standing in a row, followed behind the fat cat and got into the private house, and then disappeared.

After Tsing Yi slept and got up, Qiu Yu and Fat Cat also returned from their work.

"It's done?" Tsing Yi was lying on the rattan chair in the courtyard, enjoying the moon while eating and drinking.

Qiu Yu's face was a little pale when she heard this, and she nodded with dodging eyes. The fat cat next to him yawned and lay back at Tsing Yi's feet.

"It's hard work, let's go down and rest." Tsing Yi waved his hand.

Qiu Yu nodded and retreated as if receiving amnesty.

"What's the matter with Commander Qiu? You're not holding on to your soul." Danxue came over holding the stove, and was almost hit by Qiu Yu, "Princess, it's cold on the mountain, so drink less of this wine."

She said and handed over the stove, but Tsing Yi disliked it and told her to take it away quickly.

Taoxiang poured wine for her, but couldn't help sighing: "This Donghua Temple has become like this, not to mention cultivation, living here feels infiltrating. When can we go back to the palace..."

Danxue gave her a wink, and now said that this was not on purpose to make the princess unhappy.

However, Tsing Yi yawned with a nonchalant look on her face, "This princess is hungry, you go and cook some supper over here."

The two little girls were sent away, thinking that they were making her unhappy by saying the wrong thing, and they were full of annoyance.

Tsing Yi raised his foot and kicked the fat cat, "Let's go."

After finally stuffing those 180 remnant souls into those beggars' bodies, Master Cat is so tired that he just wants to be a waste, and he is very impatient: "What are you going to do at night!"

"Where is the nonsense."

After Tsing Yi finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and the next moment, a charming shadow that turned all living beings upside down came out of her body.

Not to mention staying in this person's body for a long time, it's a bit unaccustomed to come out suddenly.

The fat cat felt strange when she saw that she was playing Soul Escapement. Tsing Yi grabbed the back of its fate and pulled it hard, and a man in a red robe judge's uniform was pulled out of the fat cat's body. Baby-faced, with a stern face, he looked extremely serious.

"Let's go."

Tsing Yi yawned and disappeared first.

In the lotus courtyard of Donghua Temple.

Ji Chi was lying on the bed, his eyes were straight, and there were words in his mouth. In the dungeon, his legs were gnawed into bones by demon rats, and now they have been chopped off, wrapped in gauze, looking like two wooden stakes, very terrifying.

When the cold wind raided the door, the door was slammed open, and the few monks who were guarding the door shivered. They were about to close the door, but the door was automatically closed from the inside.

inside the house.

"Why did you come to this old bald donkey at night, regret not killing him a few days ago?" The fat cat who turned into a red-robed judge was too lazy to tell the woman's duplicity.

"Have you forgotten the purpose of our trip?" Tsing Yi snorted, "I haven't caught the big fish in the back!"

"Dare you still remember it!" Fat Cat's face twitched, "You burnt that fake Wangji with Jiuyou Karma, but it's very happy, since you can show mercy to save the remnants of those beggars, why don't you say Leave that guy's soul behind."

As soon as the fat cat finished speaking, Tsing Yi stretched out his hand, paused for a while when he came to his face, and snorted: "You suddenly changed back to your original appearance, I'm really not used to it."

No cat whiskers to play with.

Evil mother-in-law! The fat cat gritted his teeth, his baby face became a little bun, and he dared not speak out.

Tsing Yi hummed proudly, walked to the bed, saw that Ji Chi was in a state of confusion, stretched out his hand to clasp his head, and pulled his soul out of his body.

The soul suddenly left the body, Ji Chi was still a little awake at first, but when he saw himself on the bed, his mind became clear.

"Is this old man... dead?" There was still a bit of joy on his face.

"It's not that easy to want to die, you have to live to ninety-nine, and you can't burp after you've been tortured. After you've entered the prison, you'll have to be bombed in a frying pan for 1800 years to wash away your sins. , I might be able to cast a beast in the next life."

"It's all the old man's fault." Ji Chi's face showed a bit of fear, but he quickly returned to relief, but there was still a bit of detachment. He looked up at a man and a woman in front of him, his eyes flickered twice, "Are you... Her Royal Highness?"

Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows: "How did you see it?"

Her appearance at the moment is completely different from her physical body.

Jie Chi smiled bitterly: "Probably... I feel..."

It seems so arrogant and domineering and worthy of beating, but you still have nothing to do with her look, he has only seen it on one person.

In connection with that day in the dungeon, the gate of the Yin Si that was kicked by the princess shivered, obviously it had a big background.

"I've been deaf for so long, but now it's clear and bright." Tsing Yi snorted coldly, "Old monk, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I'm here to ask you, if I give you a chance to replace Donghua The souls of the dead in the temple seek justice, and kill the real murderer behind the scenes, are you willing?"

"The real culprit behind the scenes? Could it be that the demon is not just a fake Ting and Wangji?"

"What do you think?" Tsing Yi sneered, those two scoundrels could not set up such a big game.

Soak the emperor's three souls in corpse oil.

From the sixteen child corpses in the ghost village, to the Hundred Ghost Array in the back mountain, to the theft of her sister Yan Mo's incense. The real culprit behind this, the means and its courage are not ordinary!