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The torrential rain turned into a drizzle, the dark clouds drifted away, and there was still moist water vapor in the air, and the maids and guards came out to move around again.

Beside an old well, guards, one old and one young, were carrying water in the courtyard of the dilapidated house.

"Hey, did you know? Both the concubine and Princess Jing were murdered by Gui Fang's tamarins on the battlefield. The death conditions were miserable. Princess Jing was cut in the waist to save the concubine, and the head of the concubine was chopped off. "The old guard pulled a bucket of water from the well, put it on the ground with difficulty, and sighed.

"I heard that it wasn't the son-in-law who drove the enemy to our position and won the battle soon? How could Princess Jing be beheaded? Besides, there are so many guards present, how could they not be able to defeat hundreds of deserters?" Age The little guard looked at the surrounding area where there was no one there, and said in puzzlement.

"That marmoset is used to playing tricks. Everyone in Ghost Fang's arms hid quicklime in their arms, just waiting for the opportunity to escape for their lives? The Beihan soldiers who rushed to the front were all blinded by quicklime. Ghost Fang The army suddenly counterattacked and couldn't take care of themselves, how could they rush to rescue the son-in-law and the princess."

The older guard sat down on the well, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Didn't the genius doctor Bai Bian claim to be able to resurrect the dead? Didn't he even be able to revive the son-in-law and the princess?"

After resting his legs, the older guard patted the younger guard and said with a sigh: "Hey, haven't you seen that Doctor Bai has a bad temper these past few days, and he is crying in front of the son-in-law every night to make him come back to life?" You are too naive, the son-in-law and the princess have not been angry for three days, if Doctor Bai is the living King of Hades, if he can be saved, he would have saved it long ago, and now he is helpless, guarding the corpse to rot."

"My son-in-law is dead. I'm afraid I won't be able to find another person who is more beautiful than him in this world. I can't look at him every day." The little guard cried sadly.

"The son-in-law is no one you can miss. The one who can sleep with him is either the emperor or some kind of holy son or genius doctor. How can it be your turn to be a bastard who doesn't have an emperor's father? Go away, don't think about it when you go away."

The old guard rested his strength, kicked the dazed young guard, and urged with the bucket.

"Boom..." Suddenly, there was a loud sound of a metal basin being overturned in the broken room, followed by a violent coughing sound.

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The sound in the room became louder and louder, as if the lungs were about to be coughed out.

"Who is in there?" The little guard was surprised to hear the movement of the broken house, turned to look at the leaky house, and asked the unknown old monster in horror.

"Staying inside is the subjugated emperor of the ancient Jin Kingdom. Since the subjugation of the country, he has often been insane. He bit the son-in-law some time ago, and was severely beaten by the people below and thrown here to destroy himself. Maybe he will die tonight. , let’s go, there’s nothing to see.”

The old guard was very calm, glanced at the dilapidated house that was hit by the rainstorm and was about to collapse at any time, shook his head and said.

The footsteps of the two guards gradually receded, leaving only the subjugated Emperor waiting to die inside.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

"Hahahahaha, Han Qing, you are dead, cough cough..."

"You are actually dead, cough cough cough..."

"He was beheaded to death...hahahaha, cough cough cough..."

"Hahahaha... you're dead... you're dead, ahem, you're dead..."

"You died before me, hahahaha...cough cough cough, you...how did you die..."

The small shabby house had been ravaged by a storm, and water was dripping everywhere. Yeluzheng was lying on the sickbed dying, when he heard the guard outside the door talking about the death of Han Qing and his wife, he sat up in shock.

He just got out of bed and wanted to arrest someone for questioning. He kicked down the washbasin and fell on the wet ground. He was shocked by the news of the death of Han Qing and his wife. After the two guards walked away, he still couldn't get up for a long time.

Yeluzheng struggled to turn over. He was originally handsome and wild with a healthy body, but his body had been hollowed out by the illness, his cheeks were starved and bony, withered like a rotten vegetable leaf.

Lying on the ground, he turned from gloating and laughing with his face up to the sky, to murmuring a wry smile with tears streaming down his face.

From the roof, Yeluzheng stared blankly at the dusk where the sky was leaking. The hatred burning in his chest gradually cooled down to ashes as the man died.

These days, since he was whipped to the point of dying and abandoned in this dilapidated house, with no food or water and no one to take care of him, the tragic wound began to fester gradually, his high fever persisted, and he was supported by the hatred in his chest until now.

Han Qing's beautiful and evil voice and smile are still dangling in front of her eyes. How could she be beheaded to death by other people's despicable tricks? Retribution, retribution...

If Han Qing hadn't destroyed our country in the past, how would he be where he is today?

You owe me so much, isn't death in my hands?

Why was he killed by someone else first.

Yeluzheng was not reconciled, unwilling, and not angry.

"Ahem, ahem, you died happily, so I won't torture you in the future!" Yeluzheng climbed out of the door step by step with all his palms.

In Guifang's broken earthen house, Bai Bian's pale, bleeding face was filled with exhaustion, he looked at Bei Hanjing's pale face with one eye, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Sister Jing, if you don't wake up tonight, Then I came back from there again, don't you want Han Qing? Don't you want your son Han Li?"

Bai Bian used his only two secret treasures, Soul Inviting Incense, on Bei Hanjing and Han Qing, but this time they ran out and neither of them woke up.

As long as the dead person still has a breath of breath, he can call back the soul that has just been separated from the body with the scent of the soul. As long as the body of that person is not extremely bad, if he wakes up within three days, he can continue to live.

However, when midnight passed, Bei Hanjing would never come back alive, but she still remained silent.

In the past three days, Bai Bian thought of many methods, using gold needles to stimulate Beihanjing's acupuncture points, but he couldn't wake her up at all, so he couldn't help being very frustrated.

"Sister Jing, please open your eyes. It's hard for Bai Bian to meet you who love me so much. I'm a sister. If you don't wake up, I will condemn my conscience for the rest of my life." Bai Bian stood in front of Bei Hanjing's bed, crying bitterly. Runny.

That day on the battlefield, as long as he rescued Bei Hanjing first and sewed up her body, she would never die.It was he who sewed up Han Qing's head out of selfishness, so that Bei Hanjing missed the best time to save his life.

Physicians all know that selfishness is not allowed, otherwise it will be unfair to other people's lives.People's hearts are biased, obviously Bei Hanjing can live if saved, Han Qing may not survive if saved, but Bai Bian will still save Han Qing first again.

The more Bai Bian thought about it, the more he felt selfish, and while slapping himself to torture himself, he cried and said, "Bai Bian is sorry for you, Sister Jing, I beg you to wake up."

There was loud applause one after another, shadows intertwined under the candlelight, half of Beihanjing's pale face was exposed by the candlelight, and half was hidden in the darkness, smiling quietly and serenely, under the twisted night, with an indescribable It was weird, as if he was about to open his eyes at any time.

"My lord, what's wrong with my lord, the body of the son-in-law was stolen!"

Bai Bian vaguely saw Bei Hanjing's face come alive, half of her body stood stiffly upright from the bed, her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Bai Bian stopped slapping himself, blinked his eyes, didn't dare to make a sound for a moment, and waited with bated breath, but at the critical moment, the guard suddenly pushed the door to disturb him, Bei Hanjing's fresh face quickly withered and collapsed, and the seven orifices flowed out Thick, black, foul-smelling blood.

Seeing Beihanjing bleeding from seven orifices, the guard yelled in fright: "Ghost!"

In an instant, Bai Bian frantically grabbed the guard's hair, pressed against his swollen cheeks, beat him violently and said, "It's all about you! It's all about you pushing the door open and yelling, so frightened that sister Jing couldn't come back."

The dead who invite their souls back cannot bear the slightest external shock!Otherwise, it will fall short!

In a fit of rage, Bai Bian beat the guard half to death, grabbed his hair, and yelled viciously, "Didn't I tell none of you to step into this room?"

"My lord, I was wrong, please forgive me! I learned that the body of the son-in-law was stolen by someone else, and I forgot for a while, but I pushed the door open at once, please spare me." The guard kowtowed and begged for mercy.

When Bai Bian heard Han Qing's name, he suddenly stopped, and asked with a terrified expression, "What did you say!"

"The body of the son-in-law was stolen..." the guard said tremblingly, Bai Bian seemed to have gone crazy, and suddenly left him and ran out of the room.

Bai Bian hovered in front of Han Qing's empty bed violently, panic arose in his heart, it was already midnight, but Han Qing's body was stolen by someone, if this soul night time passed, Han Qing would be completely dead leave him.

The cunning corpse thief actually erased the traces of stealing inside and outside the room, Bai Bian searched back and forth three times, he could only confirm that this person's martial arts might be good, and he could steal people under the watchful eye of the guards.

"Look, look for me quickly, I don't see anyone before Zishi, all of you will be buried with him." Bai Bian roared angrily with red eyes, and the guards were so frightened that they rushed to find someone.

I don't know what happened to the gentle doctor Bai recently. Since the death of the princess and his wife, his temperament has changed drastically, becoming extremely irritable and irritable, threatening to kill people at every turn.

The guards knew that the guards were not good enough, so they swallowed their anger and ran out the door, holding torches and hurriedly scattered around looking for the thief who stole the corpse.

Bai Bian's headache exploded, and he knelt down on the bed where Han Qing's body had been buried.

He hadn't closed his eyes for three days. He was on a cliff that could collapse at any time. The only thing that supported him was Han Qing's belief in being alive.If Han Qing died, he didn't know what he would do.

"Calm down, calm down, you will definitely find Han Qing."

Bai Bian forced himself to calm down, looked around the room, carefully observed the information left by the villain, and suddenly saw an extremely fine light yellow stain in front of the white sheet where his eyes were parallel, and Bai Bian moved closer to his nose to smell it. After smelling it, I found that there was still a faint smell of horseshoe on the bill.

"Looking for death." Bai Bian suddenly knew who had stolen Han Qing's body, his face suddenly darkened, and his expression became extremely ugly. Facing the frightened guards, he said sullenly, "Follow me."

Bai Bian took the lead, and walked straight to a certain place...