153: Female Ghost Li Niang

Female Ghost Li Niang

Since they had all been tricked by the same man, the other party had come looking for him to ask for cooperation. Furthermore, he was an experienced woman with high Dharmic powers and strong hostility. I took a look at the An Lin and decided to propose a cooperation request for her." This beauty, since we have the same revenge target, why don't we go and chat at my house!" 0

The vengeful spirits who had recovered their original appearance were much more friendly, and their words became gentle and gentle. They immediately drew our distance closer. From the looks of it, she should be a person who lived in the ancient times. Her every move revealed the gentleness and elegance of a lady from a noble family.

When everyone was sitting at the same table, I almost forgot that I was in the underworld. I felt like I was drinking tea with a few of my best friends in the teahouse.

The female ghost introduced herself to be a Jinling and lived by the Qinhuai River. When I heard the name, my eyes lit up. The place beside the Qinhuai River was a famous place for the wind and moon. The woman in front of me didn't seem to be dressed in clean clothes. Was she the famous Qinhuai Jiali in the Ming Dynasty?

The woman seemed to have seen through my guess as she nodded shyly," My surname is Jiang and I'm called Li Niang. I' ve grown up in the courtyard since I was a child. I thought I met a good person who could be entrusted with my life, but who knew that I was harmed by him!"

At this point, Jiang Liniang beautiful eyes instantly turned into a blood-red color. Seeing that it was about to turn into a ghost again, I quickly pulled her sleeve." Sister Li Niang, I can fully understand your feelings. You know that my good friend was also harmed by that black-heart male ghost. This guy who killed thousands of knives deserves his soul to be destroyed. Don't worry, we will do our best to help you!"

It was indeed effective to understand Long Live's words. Jiang Liniang's eyes, which had already gradually turned red, slowly regained their black-and-white clarity. She was an extremely beautiful woman to begin with, but she could be said to have bright eyes and beautiful eyes. The ripples in her eyes were especially moving.

"Thank you for your help." As Jiang Liniang said that, he stood up and bowed to us. His posture was elegant and beautiful, and even Yuan Lang seemed to be attracted by her. He looked at her with a smile on his face.

Jiang Liniang's story was similar to a story from a chat shop. Li Niang was the first girl in their courtyard. She had a beautiful face, a beautiful face, a beautiful song and dance, and a variety of talents. Many young masters of Wang Sun were mesmerized by her, and even mountains of gold and silver wanted to pile up in front of her. However, Jiang Liniang knew that those men were interested in her body. Once they left them, their fresh feelings would slowly fade they would be abandoned.

Li Niang was also a very scheming woman. She thought that she might as well take advantage of the fact that the flowers and moon were still around and leave her a way out for her to retire in the future. No matter how much gold and silver she had, she could not help but take advantage of it. However, if she could invest in a business, she would be able to obtain even greater benefits. Thus, she wanted to own an embroidery shop that belonged to her.

In order to open up the market, Li Niang had to find the best embroidery lady and also the best pattern master. If the embroidery was all old-fashioned, no matter how good the cloth embroidery was, it would not attract the attention of the ladies and the famous ladies of Qin Huai. For this, Li Niang had invested a lot of money.

One day, a guest accidentally mentioned a painter who was always setting up stalls on the streets. It was said that he only wanted to draw flowers and plants, but although the flowers he drew were extremely beautiful, few people knew them. However, many young girls and young women liked the painter's paintings and often raised the price very high.

When Li Niang heard this, her heart skipped a beat. She invited someone to buy a few paintings by this artist. Sure enough, the flowers in the paintings were all exceptionally beautiful. Moreover, even Li Niang had never seen these beautiful flowers before. Therefore, she became very interested in this artist and decided to personally recruit this talent.

The story that followed was very romantic, but later on, Li Niang realized that the romance on the surface was actually a very bloody story. However, it was too late when she really knew about it.

It happened to be raining that day. The bluestone road under the drizzle was a little slippery. Li Niang sat in the carriage and looked at the lonely street. She thought that the painter might not leave the stall today, but he soon saw a handsome scholar dressed in pale green clothes and an oil-paper umbrella. Behind him was an old rattan crate.

"It's Mr. Xie." The little girl beside her pointed at the scholar in green and whispered to Li Niang," A-niang, look, you're still a young and beautiful scholar!"

As she spoke, the scholar walked closer. Li Niang could not help but focus on the scholar's face. Her face was as white as jade. Compared to a woman, her beautiful and moving features gave him the illusion of a woman disguised as a man. Especially her pair of eyes, which could be said to be charming peach blossom eyes. No wonder those women liked his paintings, and most of the men were indifferent and disdainful. At most, they were just a painter, so they did n' t know how to paint!

The painter didn't seem to notice Li Niang's gaze. He just walked silently with an umbrella. His steps were light and calm. He didn't make himself in a sorry state because of the muddy rain. Even if his clothes were wet by the rain, he still felt as if he was walking in a beautiful garden.

"Hong'er, follow this gentleman and see where he lives. Come back and tell me." Li Niang told the little girl that she was just about to let her follow the artist when she saw a black horse carriage suddenly appear on the street and directly hit the artist!

Just as Li Niang was about to cry out in alarm, she hastily covered her mouth. Before the carriage could reach the painter, she stopped. Several burly black-robed men jumped out of the carriage, all of them holding sticks in their hands. Without saying a word, they fiercely greeted the painter!

Li Niang and the little girl were both frightened. They were only followed by a driver. The strong men were all extremely vicious and vicious. Their attacks were very vicious. With just a few sticks, the painter was knocked to the ground. Fresh blood mixed with the rain flowed down. It looked really thrilling.

After the black-robed man finished fighting, he said fiercely," I can't tell that you, a weak scholar, are still so heartless and immoral. A single painting can kill my young miss. If it were n' t for you being a scholar, you would have been killed today!"

The strong men cursed as they stepped on the rain and climbed onto the carriage. The painter was left lying quietly on the ground. He seemed to have fainted, but also seemed to have died. Li Niang looked at the painter's thin shoulders and was very worried for him.

As a result, Li Niang and the little girl carried the beaten painter into the carriage. At the same time, they caused a huge problem for herself.

However, at that time, Li Niang naturally didn't know about it. She was glad that she had met this artist first. As for what Miss had been killed by him, it must be a misunderstanding!

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