He Xiaoxiao, or Qiao Yan, woke up before the due date. This was unbelievable. The soldier who reported the news said that Qiao Yan cried for help as soon as she woke up, and came to the main camp despite her weak body. This was even more unbelievable.
Sure enough, not long after, Qiao Yan came in, pale-faced, supported by someone. Her face had clearly not changed at all, but it looked subtly different from before. Qiao Yan was really weak, tender and petite, and when she blinked, she looked like a butterfly trembling in the wind.
He Xiaoxiao is also like a delicate butterfly, but one inexplicably feels that her wings may be able to flap out a storm.
As soon as Qiao Yan entered the tent, she cried and threw herself into her mother's arms, shouting, "Mom, save me!"
The woman had not finished crying, and now she immediately hugged Qiao Yan and started crying loudly, calling her "Xiao Yan'er, Xiao Yan'er" and asking her what was going on. Her eldest brother was also beside her, patting Qiao Yan's back.
He Simu raised his eyebrows and looked at the loving family in the camp. Qiao Yan stretched out her hand and pointed at He Simu, crying and saying, "Mother, it's her. She stole my body and possessed me before. She is an evil ghost! She wants to harm me! Mother, save me!"
The eyes of everyone in the camp fell on He Simu. Even Wu Shengliu, who had just been protecting his chicken, looked at her in surprise and doubt. General Yin, who should have been excited, was a little nervous.
He Simu raised his chin slightly, and his eyes moved from Qiao Yan to Taoist Mingfeng, and then to her family. He smiled and said nonchalantly, "I have nothing to say. They are just a pair of fake relatives, a fake Qiao Yan and a fake Taoist."
And a real evil ghost.
Qiao Yan didn't really wake up.
She was just being manipulated by another evil ghost who took advantage of her situation. Taoist Mingfeng did have some magical powers, so it was impossible for him not to see the clues in Qiao Yan, but he remained silent at this moment.
That's it. It turned out to be a big drama of ghosts, Taoists, and humans colluding. Taoist Mingfeng and General Yin behind him were targeting Duan Xu, and the evil ghost attached to Qiao Yan was probably targeting her. This was the first time in her four hundred years that she saw ghosts, Taoists, and humans united like this. It was really a happy scene.
He Simu stood up from the chair, walked to Qiao Yan, lowered his eyes and whispered to her, "You still have one day, hurry up."
Qiao Yan trembled, not knowing whether she was acting or really scared, she immediately huddled into her mother's arms. Taoist Master Mingfeng stood between the two of them, pointing at He Simu and saying, "Don't be so arrogant, evil ghost! I'm here so you won't hurt innocent people again."
He Simu smiled faintly, took two steps back, and said calmly under the gaze of everyone: "I am an idle person in the rivers and lakes, not an evil ghost. I don't know why Miss Qiao slandered me so much. I think Taoist Mingfeng has prepared hundreds of ways to pin this crime on me. What can a helpless girl like me say? If you want to lock me up and investigate me, please don't do it."
Qin Huanda, who was sitting in the camp, had a cold face, and Zheng An's expression was even more uncertain. Qin Huanda's eyes wandered over the faces of the people in the camp, probably because he was worried about the Tabai Army and Duan Xu, and finally said: "If Miss Seventeen is really not an evil ghost, she should stay in the cell for a while, and wait for General Duan to come back and confront him to prove her innocence."
He Simu turned his head and looked at Qin Shuai, and said calmly: "Yes, I will follow the commander's orders."
Qin Shuai inexplicably felt that there was a hint of mockery in this girl's eyes. That kind of uncomfortable atmosphere was neither like that of a ghost nor a human.
He Simu was lucky enough to experience the feeling of being in prison for the first time during her dozens of rest days. She sat cross-legged against the cold wall of the cell, closing her eyes to rest. The cell was covered with various talismans to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts. She just took a quick look at these not-so-good talismans. With the Ghost King Lamp on her, these talismans were not as effective as the iron bars.
The feeling of prison is not that bad, but it is unpleasant to watch the big drama that will continue.
Probably, a hall master knew from somewhere that she had lost her magic power, and felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he had to do something, so he ordered his men to control Qiao Yan's body and join forces with mortals to harm her.
"Seventeen." Suddenly someone called her. He Simu opened her eyes slightly and saw Meng Wan's anxious face outside the railing. She was dressed in a concealed black dress and held the railing and said, "You haven't had dinner yet, right?"
He Simu leaned against the gray wall and pointed to the empty bowl beside him: "I've already eaten."
Meng Wan's face changed drastically, and he immediately squatted down and pulled her across the railing: "Spit it out! It's poisonous! Spit it out now!"
He Simu was dragged by her until he was staggering, grinding against the wall until dust fell off. He said nonchalantly, "Oh? Who wants to harm me, General Yin? Mr. Zheng?"
Meng Wan's expression darkened.
He Simu understood and said, "Mr. Zheng."
Being involved in witchcraft is a serious crime. Zheng An probably half-believed and half-doubted her evil identity, but she didn't know what other traps General Yin and General Qin had prepared. He was afraid that Duan Xu would confront her after she came back and she would have some evidence, so he took the initiative to kill her and make her "die without any evidence".
If she died, not only would it prove her innocence, but she could also put the blame on General Yin.
"You guys in Daliang are not so good at fighting this war, but you are really good at scheming against each other." He Simu pulled Meng Wan's hand away and said calmly, "Don't worry, this little bit of poison is not enough for me to eat. If it weren't for the spiritual sword piercing its vital point or the ghost fire burning it, the evil ghost would not be reduced to ashes."
Meng Wan was stunned. She let go of He Simu's hand and looked at He Simu as if he were a stranger. He Simu turned his head and said, "Don't tell me you haven't doubted me."
"So you really are..."
"Evil ghost."
"Who are you… "
"He Xiaoxiao."
Meng Wan took a deep breath, she stood up and looked at He Simu, her eyes filled with mixed emotions. After looking at He Simu for a while, she suddenly took out the key from her waist and opened the cell door, whispering, "I'll get the guards out of the way in a minute, you can leave now."
He Simu's gaze shifted from her action of opening the door to her eyes, and he crossed his arms and said, "Don't you really dislike me?"
"Just leave if I tell you to!" Meng Wan suppressed the anger in her voice. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at He Simu. She gritted her teeth and said, "You helped Shunxi and helped us defeat the Huqi people. I don't care who you are... I'm not the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity."
He Simu was silent for a while, then she sat up from the ground, the moonlight shining through the air window onto the ground beneath her feet. Her skin was very white, with a small mole under her phoenix eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes were cold. She approached Meng Wan, and her direct stare made Meng Wan a little breathless, but she walked past her and patted her shoulder: "Thank you."
She said casually.
After He Simu's body moved away, Meng Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and looked at He Simu's back, wondering if she was really a ghost. She didn't look as scary as the evil ghost in the legend.
Does Duan Xu know that He Xiaoxiao is an evil ghost
He must know.
Even so, he is still... moved
After coming out of prison, He Simu was not in a hurry to leave. She found a veil hat that could conceal her figure and put it on. She walked out of Shuozhou City leisurely with her hands behind her back and walked into the wilderness outside the city. There was still scorched earth left on the ground from the burnt military camp.
She walked and walked but stopped, saying calmly, "You've been waiting for so long, why don't you do anything?"
A group of people emerged from the darkness, like wild beasts stalking in the night, and surrounded He Simu. He Simu looked over and saw Qiao Yan and Taoist Master Mingfeng who were being manipulated. They stood in front of the crowd and looked at her warily, but did not approach immediately. It seemed that although they knew that she had lost her magic power, they were still afraid of her usual strength.
He Simu chuckled, but the smile faded when he saw the person behind Qiao Yan.
Qiao Yan stroked the child's head behind her and said with a smile, "Chen Ying, go and get the jade pendant on this evil ghost's waist for me. It's mine."
Chen Ying looked at Qiao Yan in confusion, then at He Simu. He pulled Qiao Yan's clothes and asked, "Are you...are you really, Little Sister?"
Qiao Yan smiled. In the dark night, she was no different from the He Xiaoxiao of the past. She squatted down, stroked Chen Ying's shoulder, and said, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me? I am He Xiaoxiao. You were very sad when I fell asleep. Haven't I woken up?"
Chen Ying glanced at He Simu and whispered, "But... General Brother and? She said..."
"They are lying to you! She is an evil ghost. Duan Xu is in league with her. They have deceived us all. Look, she even stole the jade pendant that my sister always carries with her. Can you help my sister get it back?"
Chen Ying looked into Qiao Yan's eyes, bit his lip, and asked, "You...you asked Aunt Song to borrow the suona, and exchanged it for a few eggs?"
Qiao Yan smiled and said without hesitation: "Eight. You believe me, right?"
Chen Ying looked at He Simu in confusion, but He Simu just looked at them calmly without arguing.
Qiao Yan took Chen Ying's hand and brought him to He Simu, and coaxed him, "You can get it just by raising your hand. Sister is by your side, don't be afraid."
She touched Chen Ying's head with her other hand, comforting her while looking at He Simu threateningly.
The child's life is now in her hands.
Chen Ying looked up and met He Simu's eyes. The cold moonlight reflected in He Simu's eyes, without any emotion, no anger, panic, disappointment or any other reaction, like a glacier that never melts. She just looked at the child she had protected for three months and hesitantly reached out her hand and held the Ghost King Lamp jade pendant on her waist. The spiritual weapon that all evil ghosts feared was very clever in the hands of a mortal. Chen Ying broke the silk rope with a little force and took the Ghost King Lamp in her hand.
The moment the line broke, he looked up uneasily at He Simu's expression, but He Simu was neither angry nor resisted, and let him take the Ghost King Lamp from her waist.
"Come on, give me the Ghost King Lamp... and the jade pendant." Qiao Yan's eyes almost glowed with fanaticism.
Chen Ying hesitated and slowly put the Ghost King Lamp into Qiao Yan's hand. The Ghost King Lamp still lay quietly without emitting the light it should have. Qiao Yan looked disappointed for a moment, but she quickly regained her excitement and said to He Simu, "As long as I kill you, it will be fine."
She turned around and said to the Taoist priest behind her: "Master Mingfeng, it's your turn."
Ming Feng stood behind him with his hands behind his back, glanced at the silent and calm He Simu, and said, "Are you sure she has no magic power at all?"
He Simu sneered and whispered, "Coward."
Mingfeng frowned, walked over, looked at He Simu for a while, then handed a short spiritual sword to Chen Ying.
"Child, I'll give you a chance to kill this evil ghost with your own hands!"