The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 54: Who is more powerful, me or Master Ji?

A demon hunter was determined to gain merit by taking Xiao Baojing, so he immediately stretched out his hand, made hand gestures, and chanted something to her.

Xiao Baojing: I don’t understand.

She had no idea what this person was chanting!
I read it for a long time but couldn't finish it.

The pre-swing is too long, this is the disadvantage of the mage.

Xiao Baojing took the risk, picked up the coffin board, and knocked the demon hunter unconscious.

Another demon hunter was seriously injured by Princess Wumian. He fell from the sky, covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his peach wood sword and shouted: "She is a demon, a demon transformed from a puppet! Whoever can capture her will be rewarded handsomely by Prime Minister Ji!"

The expressions of the people who were hiding around and watching the excitement gradually changed.

They all looked at Xiao Baojing at the same time, and their eyes changed from reverence for the gods to greed for money.

Xiao Baojing couldn't help but retort: "What is this? Throwing money at people? You are cheating! I am kind enough to play the role of Madam Xiang and work hard to help you parade and pray for blessings, and you still owe me five taels of silver!"

Among the crowd, some strong men stepped forward first.

The way they looked at Xiao Baojing was like looking at a big fat duck, and they rushed towards her with eagerness.

Xiao Baojing gritted his teeth, carried the coffin on his back, climbed onto the stall shelf, pushed down the bamboo pole in front of him, and tried to stop them.

As she fled, she shouted loudly: "Prime Minister Ji, you are too unreasonable! Although we are monsters, we didn't hurt anyone. What rights do you have to arrest us?! It is said that 'it takes ten years to cultivate to be able to ride the same boat, and a hundred years to cultivate to be able to sleep on the same pillow'. Sister Diji and you were married, but you actually said she was an imposter! I am not afraid to tell you that your ancestral tomb has been dug up by me. There are no burial objects in it, and the bones lying there are not Sister Diji's! You use someone else to impersonate Sister Diji, what on earth do you want to do?!"

The ancestral grave was dug up?
The officials on the high building looked at Ji Wen in horror.

This is no small thing!
Ji Wen's already dark face suddenly became as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He slammed the table and stood up: "What nonsense! Forty years ago, I buried my late wife with my own hands, and I offer sacrifices and pray for blessings every year. How come the person sleeping in the grave is not her?! You stupid girl, be careful or I will tear your mouth apart if you keep talking nonsense!"

Dark clouds were gathering and a wind was blowing on the Xiang River.

The flags of the restaurants on both sides of the river are fluttering.

Xiao Baojing climbed up onto the high roof, and a light suddenly flashed in his dark almond-shaped eyes.

She jumped and waved her hands at the people fighting above: "Stop fighting, stop fighting! Sister Diji's matter concerns the royal family. If you just let it go, you will not be able to escape the responsibility when the court holds you accountable! Why not listen to me!"

The demon hunters employed by the Ji family retreated to the bottom of the tall building.

They were covered in wounds and looked quite disheveled.

Princess Wumian retreated in front of Xiao Baojing.

Her ice-blue brocade palace skirt fluttered in the wind. Her figure looked miserable and it was obvious that she had not gained any benefit.

Xiao Baojing hesitated for a moment and said, "I may have guessed where Sister Diji's real bones are."

Princess Wumian looked at her with red eyes.

Ji Wen sneered: "You don't know what I'm talking about!"

On the eaves of the tall building, Shang Bingjiu raised his eyebrows with interest.

Xiao Baojing carefully picked up the coffin board and said solemnly: "Sister Diji had her tongue cut off, her hands chopped off, and thrown into the wilderness south of Xiangshui County. This coffin is the one that held Sister Diji's remains."

Ji Wen swung his sleeves: "What nonsense!"

"I have evidence!" Xiao Baojing raised his eyes, "The peddler in my family has a red lantern, which can drive away evil spirits after it is lit. When we were resting at the foot of the mountain outside Xiangshui County, on the first night, I only saw Sister Diji outside the window. On the second night, when I carried this coffin board into the house, Sister Diji followed in. At that time, I was wondering how she got in with the red lantern protecting the courtyard. Today, I thought that maybe this coffin was the medium for her to enter the courtyard."

Our peddler...

The young man in the Taoist robe with crane feathers seemed to be pleased by these words, and his thin lips curled up.

"So," Xiao Baojing looked at Ji Wen, "Prime Minister Ji only needs to send someone to the south of Xiangshui County to find a thousand-year-old willow tree in the mountains. The bones buried near the old willow tree are the bones of Sister Diji."

"Ridiculous!" Ji Wen shouted, "Xiao Wumian is my beloved wife. She is a noble princess and a pampered prime minister's wife! Why did she have her tongue cut off and her hands chopped off? You little monster, if you dare to tarnish my reputation again, I will make your soul fly away and you will never be able to reincarnate!"

Xiao Baojing said calmly: "Prime Minister Ji, I have to ask you this. Why did you torture Sister Diji so much? Why did you bury other people's bones in her tomb?" Ji Wen was furious: "After all, they are puppets that have become spirits. They just love to act! But there should be a limit to your storytelling. Everyone knows that my late wife and I had a deep love for each other. How could I treat her like this?! I think you won't cry until you see the coffin! Come on, kill these two spirits immediately!"

The demon hunters looked at each other and began to form a formation.

Princess Wumian's brows were stern, and she raised her sleeves to protect Xiao Baojing behind her.

The demon-slayers stretched out their hands, made hand gestures, and said in unison: "Strangle!"

Countless spells combined into dark red light patterns, covering the sky like iron chains, trying to strangle Xiao Baojing and Princess Wumian.

The north wind is biting.

Princess Wumian waved her sleeves, and a mighty gust of wind and snow whistled out, climbing up along the talisman!

But the opponent's formation is too strong.

Her body trembled slightly, and she knelt on one knee, unable to bear it, her face as pale as paper.

Xiao Baojing hugged the coffin tightly: "Sister Diji..."

The demon hunters formed a formation again and shouted in unison: "Stab!"

The talisman turned into countless sharp swords, cutting through roofs and breaking flagpoles wherever it passed, and then whistling towards Xiao Baojing and Princess Wumian!
Before Princess Wumian could respond, the demon hunters launched another round of attacks: "Kill!"

There was a loud sound of wind coming from above.

Xiao Baojing raised his head subconsciously.

A guillotine as huge as a hill fell from the sky!

It was as if the axe that Pangu used to create the world was chopping straight down at them!

There is no way out in any direction!
Ji Wen stared at the two of them closely, a faint smile flashing across his dark and dry old face.

At the critical moment, Xiao Baojing held his head and shouted, "Peddler!"

A light laugh came from midair: "Who is more powerful, me or Master Ji?"

Xiao Baojing quietly rolled his eyes.

It's already this time, and this guy is still thinking about this matter!

She shouted, "You are awesome! You are the best, okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the long street suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The guillotine and the talismans surrounding it seemed to be held up by an indescribable force, floating motionlessly in the same place.

In the silence, the sound of a clear bell suddenly came from the end of the street.

Ji Wen and others looked in the direction of the voice.

A young man in a Taoist robe with crane feathers, wearing black cloth shoes, walked slowly towards us, carrying a basket of goods on his back.

He walked to the center of the street, slowly put down the basket, and took out two puppets with painted clothes.

One puppet has a pearl flower between its eyebrows and wears an ice-blue brocade palace skirt; the other puppet has a dark face and is dressed as a poor scholar.

The young man was handsome and charming, with fox eyes and a warm smile: "Does anyone want to see the puppet show?"

On top of a tall building.

The master behind Ji Wen swung his sleeves and shouted angrily: "What kind of puppet show are you looking at! Do you have any sense as a peddler? Do you know where you are walking around the streets?! Hurry up and get out of the way, don't hinder the prime minister from catching monsters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black dog shadow appeared behind him.

Before the master could react, his head was bitten off by the black shadow.

(End of this chapter)