Chapter 812 Good!

Rong Mountain is not educated, and there is a custom of cannibalism.

When Xie Qiao was at Shuiyueguan, he also heard many businessmen talking about Rongshan people,

That place is belligerent, and advocates force. Horses and weapons are all famous, but they don’t farm much, and they mainly focus on grazing. Once there is a disaster, they can only snatch it. Also rob people.

It is said to be a habit handed down from the previous dynasty.

The collapse of the previous dynasties was partly because the emperor was ignorant and intolerant of people, and partly because there were many disasters.

There are disasters everywhere, even in neighboring countries.

It’s not a problem for the local people to suffer. In order to survive, the Rongshan people even robbed people and cooked them in the past, but the court didn’t care about it, causing the people to lose their livelihoods, and then the dynasty was changed.

This dynasty has always been tough on Rongshan, and the big deal is a fight.

And because of the good weather afterward, the relationship between the two countries only occasionally deteriorated.

The rules of cannibalism, they haven't changed it yet.

Qianyuan also has nomadic people. Once these people are met by Rongshan people, they will not end well. Therefore, this is what caused the female slaves of Rongshan to be insulted in Qianyuan.

The people are innocent, but it can be considered a tit for tat.

At this moment, Xie Qiao said that this ghost was angry, but he didn't hide it anymore.

She looked at Xie Qiao coldly, and smiled wildly: "Do people from Rongshan deserve to die?! I was sold here when I was ten years old, and I learn how to please men every day. What is Rongshan like? I have long forgotten! But because of these eyes, I was beaten to death!"

"What's the matter with my sister?" Xie Qiao did not feel sympathy.

Of course, it is indeed pitiful that she was trafficked.

But Xie Xi never offended her, right?

"Naturally it has nothing to do with her." The ghost laughed again, "The slave family is just...Looking at this little girl, I like it, her voice is so beautiful, her father is the hero who killed the barbarian, I want to do her!"

Why should she be a barbarian? To be a goddamn Rongshan?

She doesn't want to, she wants to be Miss Daughter!

Xie Qiao laughed at the ghost's words.

"Do you want me to give you a ride?" Xie Qiao hummed, "You think a lot, I'm afraid you can't think about it in life, and you just think too much in death."

"I'm not afraid of you, I'm in her body, if you dare to find someone to deal with me, your sister's little life... tsk tsk tsk..." This resentful spirit is quite rampant.

Xie Qiao is not in a hurry.

If she can't even do this, what kind of master is she?

It didn't take long for the butler to come over with something.

Everything was brought over from her yard, and they were all suitable.

"What are you going to do?" The ghost was also a little dreadful, and always felt that this woman was a bit scary, especially the breath on her body, which made her dare not approach, and I don't know why.

Xie Qiao asked people to set up the desk and prepare for the opening of the altar.

She had a calm face, and after she put on the incense, she began to shake the Fa bell in her hand.

With the sound together, the resentful soul felt that something was wrong.

"Sister, can you do it? Why do you look like that street god?" Xie Pinghuai sat next to him with a look of distrust.

Xie Qiao threw out the yellow talisman in his hand.

With a finger of the peach blossom sword, the yellow talisman exploded in mid-air.

"Papapa!" Xie Pinghuai looked at it and clapped his hands in surprise: "Okay! Big sister, you are not as good at juggling on the street!"

If the eldest sister lives abroad, she will never starve to death!

Look at this, who doesn't appreciate it?