After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 37: Scared to death

"What does uncle want to say about me?"

Song Lan sat quietly opposite the people, her facial features gentle, like a bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows. When she heard the voice, she raised her eyes slightly with a compassionate expression, as if she was pitying her sentient beings.

"me……"

Xie Shangqi was shaking all over, curled up in a ball, and looked at Song Lan with horror - the evil ghost behind him.

"Uncle is afraid of me?"

Song Lan spread out her hands, and a ball of resentment instantly gathered in her palms.

She came forward playfully and blew gently.

The resentment left his hand and instantly turned into a ferocious dog with fangs, biting towards Xie Shangqi.

"what!"

"do not want!"

"do not come!"

"what!"

Xie Shangqi's terrified screams seemed to overlap with the little orphan girl's wailing for help many years ago.

Song Lan frowned.

With some disgust, Xie Shangqi covered his mouth with resentment.

Cleaned up.

"It turns out that my uncle also knows how to be afraid."

"That'll be easy."

Song Lan raised his hand to stop the vicious dog from biting Xie Shangqi.

"Uncle, you know what I want to hear, right?"

Xie Shangqi whimpered and shook his head: How could he want to know what this lunatic Song Lan wanted to hear!
"It seems that uncle still hasn't learned enough lessons."

She raised her hand, released the dog, and tore at Xie Shangqi's soul.

pain……

The pain of having the soul torn apart makes one want to faint countless times, but he just can't.

Xie Shangqi opened his mouth wide, wanting to scream, but no sound came out.

After half an hour, Xie Shangqi's soul had become like a puddle of mud, and he no longer looked like a human being.

Song Lan made a light "tsk" sound, stood up and walked over, stepping lightly on the man's face: "Uncle, you can think about it slowly. When you can think of what I want to hear, you can be free."

"Of course, it is impossible to be reborn as a human being."

Xie Shangqi was trembling with fear deep in his soul, but he really didn't know what Song Lan wanted him to say.

He had clearly confessed his mistakes...but Song Lan said that she was not interested in confessing her mistakes and asking for forgiveness.

Let him say something that interests her.

Xie Shangqi thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what Song Lan was interested in.
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The last ray of evening light faded away, dusk gradually fell, and the lights were turned on in the busy streets and all the busy shops along the street.

There were bright lights ahead, constant noise and cheers, and occasional cheers.

The place where Song Lan was standing at this time was pitch black.

Although there were two lamps lit in front of the house, for some reason, the candle flames flickered and burned very vigorously, but there was no light at all.

It really looks a bit like the haunted house described in strange stories.

Even Song Lan was a little suspicious. He didn't return to the human world at this time, but was still wandering in the underworld.

Fortunately, after walking for a while, I arrived at the main courtyard and saw the light of a bonfire. A dozen people were sitting or standing around it, and there was finally some liveliness in the courtyard.

"Oh, I didn't expect there would be a young lady here!"

The man facing Song Lan had a full beard, yellow teeth, and a lewd look in his eyes: "Brothers, you are in for a treat tonight!"

There were a few men standing next to him with equally obscene looks, and they whistled at him with undisguised malice.

"Ah!"

Song Lan glanced at the few people and saw the malice engraved on their souls. He sneered, "There is a god above us. Those who do evil will surely die."

"I advise you all to be more virtuous in your speech."

When a few people heard this, they couldn't help but laugh and didn't take it seriously at all.

Song Lan raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "In this way, at least he can live a few more hours and keep a complete body or something." Everyone's face changed immediately.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I feel unlucky.

"You sharp-tongued little girl, I think you are tired of living!"

"How dare you curse me, your grandfather!"

"Grandpa, I have to teach you a lesson! I want to see which god can come to save you today!"

While the bearded man was speaking, he rushed forward with a sledgehammer and smashed it directly on Song Lan's head.

"Be careful girl!"

In the dark, in a corner where no one cared, a young man in a Taoist robe flew out, stood firmly, and blocked Song Lan.

The bearded man failed in his attack and became angry out of shame.

"You little brat, get out of here if you know what's best for you! Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you too!"

He sounded bloodthirsty when he said this, and there was indeed a faint trace of blood around his body, which showed that his hands were indeed stained with human life.

The young man in Taoist robes stared at the man for a while, fearlessly saying, "I think what this girl said is not wrong. Your forehead is black, and a bloody disaster is coming. You will definitely not survive past midnight tonight."

The bearded man was furious.

"Fuck you! You dare to curse me to death..."

"Eh? I just said you were going to die."

The young man in Taoist robes grinned, revealing a row of neatly arranged white teeth: "I didn't say you would die a miserable death, you said it yourself."

The bearded man was so angry that he swung his sledgehammer and was about to hit the young man in Taoist robe in the face.

The boy was not stupid, so he would not just stand there and let him hit him.

It dodged left and right like a loach, slithering around smoothly, making the bearded man so tired that he had to support his knees and gasp for breath, but he was not able to touch even a single corner of his clothes.

But the young man in Taoist robe, with a look on his face that asked for a beating, pulled out a piece of dogtail grass from the pile of weeds next to him, shook it in front of the bearded man, and made a "sucking" sound with his mouth.

The bearded man was furious.

He clenched the sledgehammer tightly, wanting to fight again, but his legs felt as if they were filled with lead. He just stood up straight when he fell to the ground without any warning.

Everyone screamed in fear and ran away in all directions.

"The girl has already reminded him to be more virtuous."

The young man in Taoist robes shook his head: "In the end, he refused to listen and insisted on speaking evil words. Now he is getting his retribution, right?"

"I could have lived to die at three o'clock in the morning."

"It's not even the second watch yet and you're already dead."

He clicked his tongue a few times: "You deserve it, you deserve it!"

Everyone was speechless.

I thought to myself: Doesn’t this count as creating bad karma for your speech?

After a long while, seeing that the bearded man still had no reaction and his chest was not rising or falling, the brave one swallowed nervously, walked forward and stretched out his hand to feel his breath, then screamed and sat down on the ground.

"Die, die!"

Everyone screamed "Ah" in panic and quickly moved away.

Call ~
A gust of wind blew, and one of the torches standing near the campfire was suddenly extinguished.

Everyone was instantly silent.

Someone asked without warning, "Do you think there is a ghost in this house?"

"Wang Da is dead, and only one torch is extinguished. Could that thing have come?"

Everyone instantly felt a chill on their backs, and some of the timid ones even sobbed.

The quiet house made the weeping sound particularly creepy.

Someone quickly reached out and covered the sobbing person next to him.

He whispered, "Stop crying like a ghost!"

"laugh--"

Suddenly there was a laugh, and everyone's hair stood on end.