Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Song Qing's small soul flew up lightly, and was pulled forcefully into a dull body the next moment.

She opened her eyes, and the previous barren mountain temple was no longer in front of her.

There is no Buddha light around, and no businessmen waiting.

At this time, it was daylight, with dilapidated shops on both sides, and a tall and thin woman stood in front of her facing her.

The woman is about forty years old, with two cheekbones pushing up her thin face, showing a somewhat harsh feeling.

At this moment, she drooped her face, pulling out two long lines on both sides of her nose, but she squeezed out a smile:

"Like losing my soul, I yelled a few times and ignored it."

She put one hand on her hips, and the other hand grabbed Song Qing's small arm.

This woman is very strong, almost with one hand, she is about to lift Song Qingxiao high.

The fingers pinched the meat, painful.

But also because of this pain, her consciousness quickly awakened from the chaos.

Song Qingxiao struggled, drew the thin arm back from her palm, and moved his arm without a trace.

What made her a little disappointed was that her body still lacked spiritual power, as if she had just been forcibly sent from one scene to another.

When her strength has not been restored, and her strength has been suppressed, it is very unfavorable for her to rush into the scene.

Especially the one who sent her into this place didn't know whether it was a devil or a ghost, but seemed to resent her very much.

There are still many puzzles in her heart, and she always feels malicious in her surroundings.

However, Song Qingxiao had a calm personality. Although he felt uneasy, he didn't show any signs. After calming down quickly, he first looked at himself and his surroundings.

She is the same age as in the scene, unchanged, with thin arms and legs.

He seemed to be carrying a huge basket on his back, heavy.

The woman in front of her has a sharp expression, but she can't feel the killing intention for the time being.

It seems to be an old street, with feces, sewage, etc. everywhere on the street. The environment is dirty and smelly.

There are shops on both sides, some hawkers who set up stalls, and crowds of people coming and going.

Among these shops, the most eye-catching ones are those selling incense paper money, almost one or two away.

"What are you looking at?"

The woman's voice was very sharp, and she pulled her very dissatisfied:

"While there is still time, we have to go back quickly."

After seeing Song Qingxiao wake up, she was relieved, turned and walked forward, still muttering in her mouth:

"This dead girl, she doesn't seem to have eyes. I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with it. It depends on how you can get married in the future..."

While talking, she strode forward and walked out more than ten meters in a while.

Song Qing lowered his eyebrows for a moment, but did not follow him immediately.

Since the war, her power has been blocked and she has been sent to two scenes one after another. There are so many doubts in her heart that she can't figure out the least.

The woman in front of her was very unfamiliar, and when she was sent in, she was full of malicious voices, which made her full of defensiveness towards this woman who was not hostile.

But a moment later, when she raised her head again, a cold light flashed across her eyes, and she became very calm and composed.

In any case, since she is here, she must find out what is the reason for sending her here, find clues and ways to relieve her own power.

The woman did not hear the footsteps that followed, and she turned around.

Her messy eyebrows were upside down, her face was impatient, and her lips were open. When she was about to curse, she saw Song Qingxiao pulling the basket **** her shoulders, and trot to follow her. He suppressed the scolding that came to his lips.

Song Qingxiao followed the woman down the streets and alleys, and after bypassing a few streets, he went further and further.

The surrounding area is gradually sparsely populated, and the houses have become very dilapidated.

The ground began to be bumpy. It might have rained only two days ago. There was still water on the ground, and a large area of ​​the road was muddy.

Someone shoveled some dry soil on the pavement, and was trampled on by countless human or livestock footprints.

A strange stench rushed over her face. It was a smell that made Song Qing both familiar but unfamiliar because of the passage of time-an aura formed by chaos and poverty.

The sun doesn't seem to enter here, and the dilapidated houses on both sides cast shadows on this alley.

The woman walked in without hesitation, and her figure was instantly swallowed by the shadow.

Song Qingxiao stood for a long while, and then plunged in.

After another quarter of an hour or two through the alley, the two finally entered an alley.

There is a little noisy ahead, and there seems to be a man shouting:

"Be careful, be careful!"

The two turned around an old house covered with moss, and saw a green donkey cart in front of them, blocking a narrow alley that was passing by, which was simply hard to pass.

"what……"

As soon as the woman walking in front saw her way blocked, her face showed unkindness.

She had a sharp voice, and after she shouted, a figure emerged from the back of the donkey cart.

It was a smiling woman, her eyebrows were like crescent moons and her eyes were full of autumn water. When she poked her head from behind the donkey cart, it seemed that the gloom of the alley had been driven away because of her smile.

"Sorry sister..."

She has a beautiful mouth and a sweet mouth, and she is struggling to get out of the car while talking.

Song Qingxiao found out that she was holding her belly, as if the month was not too young.

"Who is your sister."

The woman with a nasty face and a stern face made a soft and whispering apologize to the flowery little lady, but she didn't mean anything soft-hearted, she gave a fierce ‘bah’:

"A good dog doesn't stand in the way! In this poor alley ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ pretend to be the wife of the master, or something to accentuate."

"..."

The face of the previously smiling woman quickly became gloomy, and then counterattacked fiercely:

"The wild dogs who don't know what to do, bark and give shameless things. Now that I know my aunt is moving things, I just wait!"

Her aggressive behavior did not match her appearance, and her words were like shots shot:

"If you can afford this street, you can buy it. Let you live it alone. Others can't walk half a step. Otherwise, you can close your stinky mouth so as not to stain other people's ears and make it disgusting."

After speaking, she took a veil and covered her mouth and really retched twice.

"you……"

The little lady rolled her eyes, gave a cold hum, and turned her head:

"Move quickly!" she yelled crisply:

"Someone is in a hurry to reincarnate, don't miss her time."

"Bitch!" The woman was irritated by her.

But seeing this little lady's mouth is not easy to provoke, she also hired so many people to do things, and was afraid that if she quarreled with her, she would suffer a loss, she immediately cursed and shut up.

The stuff on the donkey cart quickly moved into a large courtyard. The cart retreated a little to make way for a passage. The woman led Song Qingxiao into the courtyard.

"Shameless prostitute, I don't know who's the kind in my belly, I'm so pretty..."

The woman walked in front, cursing uncleanly, Song Qing followed her behind her calmly, as if she noticed that a gaze fell on her body from behind.

Turning her head, she saw the side of the donkey cart, the beautiful little lady who had already sat back in the car lifted a corner of the car curtain, revealing a half-glamorous face.

When Song Qingxiao turned his head, his eyes were facing her.