Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

After getting far away from Uncle Li and the others, Xia Qingqing slowed down, walking as if she was taking a leisurely stroll in a garden. After walking a few dozen meters for about ten minutes, she stood at the gate of the Yang family but did not go in.

"You bitch, drink this glass of water and I'll kill you!"

Vicious curses came from inside from Yang's mother. Her voice was very low. If Xia Qingqing had not drunk the spiritual liquid, she would definitely not have heard it. But now Xia Qingqing had sharp ears and eyes, and her vision, hearing and physical flexibility were all very good, even comparable to those of rigorously trained special forces.

"Old man, does this medicine work?"

"Sleeping pills will definitely work. Don't show off and go cook!"

The voices of the two old men talking in a very low voice could be heard.

The Eighth Master flew over silently and landed on Xia Qingqing's head. He watched the show and encouraged her fearlessly: "Give them the Blood-Spitting and Leg-Kicking Pills. One pill will send them to heaven!"

The ancestors of the Xia family left behind so many prescriptions, including more poisons than life-saving prescriptions. As long as Xia Qingqing was willing to study them, she could have killed these people from the Yang family without anyone knowing.

"It's not like before. If you're poisoned, the forensic doctor can tell!"

Xia Qingqing patiently explained that she had also thought about poisoning the Yang family, but killing people was easy, but clearing the suspicion was difficult.

She didn't want to die with the Yang family. After the Yang family was extinct, she would legally inherit the Yang family's property and live a happy life as a landlady.

"Are today's coroners so powerful?" Mr. Ba was skeptical.

"Of course, now it's called forensic medicine, and there are many advanced instruments!"

Xia Qingqing pushed on his head, but Mr. Ba didn't move at all. She said in disgust, "Have you gained weight again?"

My head feels heavy, as if there is a piece of fat meat lying on it. Sooner or later, I will get cervical spondylosis from this bird ancestor.

"It's not heavy, it's just that your neck is too thin!"

Mr. Ba's mouth was harder than steel. It snorted softly and flapped its wings a few times, trying to take off on the spot. However, it overestimated its own driving force and underestimated its own weight. Its shiny black wings flapped several times and only its claws were slightly raised.

"Depend on!"

The angry and humiliated Mr. Ba stuck his butt out, exerted all his strength, and finally flew up.

However, its body was too heavy, and it flew crookedly in the air for several minutes before it could keep its balance, and the diamond chain on its claws almost fell off.

"Give me another one of those twinkling beads from last time!"

Mr. Ba flapped his wings in front of Xia Qingqing, trying to keep his balance and made requests in a proud manner.

"Did you send the string to the mother bird?"

Xia Qingqing saw through it immediately and asked jokingly.

"Don't ask too much, little one!"

The Eighth Master acted like an elder, but Xia Qingqing ignored him and fiddled with a string of sparkling glass beads in her hand. The beads sparkled so brightly that the Eighth Master felt very envious.

"I want to give you a gift, take this in exchange!"

The Eighth Master softened his tone and took out the imperial green ring that Xia Qingqing coveted in exchange. There was nothing he could do because he had given the pearl necklace to the little thrush who was very good at acting coquettish last time, and the little yellow warbler next door knew about it. It was so jealous that it no longer sang for him.

It is a bird more powerful than an eagle. What can you do if your beloved mother bird is jealous? You have to coax it well.

Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up, she snatched the imperial green ring, put the glass beads on Mr. Ba's paw, and kindly reminded: "Liuwei Dihuang Pills, you deserve it!"

Mr. Ba had already flown away, but flew back after hearing this. He was very confident in his strong body, but the Liuwei Dihuang Pills sounded good too.

"You are now bloated, short of breath, wheezing, and losing hair. These are all symptoms of kidney deficiency. I have specially prepared a bottle for you. I will give you a friendly price. You can exchange it for your ruby!"

Xia Qingqing took out a bottle of pills like a magic trick. It was indeed the one she prepared for Mr. Ba. All of them were made from good herbs grown in the space. After all, they were from their own family, so the price might be a bit high, but they had to be genuine.

"Try it before you say it!"

Mr. Ba moved very quickly. He snatched the pill with one claw and flew away without a trace.

Humph, the little brat is trying to cheat me of my jewelry. My jewelry is the jewelry that I give to others, and I won’t let anyone cheat me of it!

Xia Qingqing was not angry. She had earned an imperial green ring. The bottle of medicine was originally intended for the Eighth Master, and the ruby ​​was just mentioned casually. It would be best if the Eighth Master gave it to her, but it didn't matter if he didn't.

She played with the imperial green ring for a while, put it into the space, took a deep breath, and put her whole body into a first-level alert state before pushing it open.

Old man Yang sat in the living room, looking at the photo of Yang Hongting hanging on the wall with a gloomy expression.

Yang's mother is cooking in the kitchen.

Xia Qingqing did not go into the living room, but took a watering can, filled a pot of water and watered the yellow azalea in the patio. The four pots of yellow azalea were blooming particularly brilliantly and beautifully.

"There is no money at home to buy vegetables, you need to give us some money!" Old man Yang said sinisterly.

"Cooking noodles and eating pickles, why are you eating something so good? Why are you going out and throwing dirty water on me?"

After watering the flowers, Xia Qingqing threw the watering can away, walked into the living room, closed the door, and started to get angry.

She pulled off the portrait of Yang Hongting hanging on the wall and smashed it to the ground. Glass fragments flew everywhere and the black and white photo of Yang Hongting fell to the ground, covered with glass fragments.

Several pieces of glass splashed onto Old Man Yang's face, piercing his skin and causing blood to flow.

"You even smashed the portrait of the deceased, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Old man Yang pointed at Xia Qingqing with trembling fingers. His internal injuries had not yet healed, and he felt like a stone was blocking his chest when he was angry, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"You were the ones who drugged Yang Hongting, you were the one who brought Director Sun back, and you were the one who tricked her into taking the blame. If there is retribution, it will be you who will be held responsible. I am not afraid of anything!"

Xia Qingqing sneered and mocked. She was not even afraid of the King of Hell, so how could she be afraid of the dead Yang Hongting?

"The dog's paw is pointing at your mother. Remember, from now on, I am the one who has the final say in this family. Clean up the floor!"

Xia Qingqing kicked up and hit Old Man Yang's outstretched hand, almost breaking her finger.

Old man Yang was shaking with pain. He looked at Xia Qingqing, who was like a killer, and suddenly thought of a possibility. His face changed drastically, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he asked in a trembling voice: "You... are not Xia Qingqing, who are you?"

He had seen Xia Qingqing before, and she was definitely not the bandit she is now, but her appearance was exactly the same. There was only one possibility, that Xia Qingqing was possessed by an evil spirit.

The more Old Man Yang thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed the truth. He was so scared that his face turned pale and he regretted it so much.

"I am Xia Qingqing, but I am the Xia Qingqing who crawled out of hell!"

Xia Qingqing deliberately approached Old Man Yang with a sweet smile on her face, but her words were cold and sinister. Old Man Yang was frightened. It turned out to be a ghost from hell. He guessed right.

Old man Yang had no choice but to clean the living room obediently. Mother Yang had been hiding in the kitchen, not daring to show her face. There was no vegetable at home, so she cooked noodles in the evening, but only made the amount for her and Old man Yang. She didn't consider He Qian and Xia Qingqing at all.

She didn't even dare take out the cup of water with sleeping pills in it, for fear of being beaten.

Xia Qingqing didn't want to eat the food she cooked, so she packed up several meals from the restaurant and put them in her space so she could eat them anytime and anywhere.

She even went to He Qian's room and kindly told her, "Your father is dead. He never closed his eyes until he died. He died with his eyes wide open!"

He Qian, with a deathly pale face, lay on the bed like a corpse. After hearing this, her expression changed slightly, but her eyes were full of despair, and two turbid tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

After saying this, Xia Qingqing went back to her room and gave He Qian two more days. If it didn't work, she would take action again.