Chapter 198 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

Chapter 198 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

Chapter 198 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

When Caiyue heard Xie Lan's words, she almost couldn't help laughing.

She just thought that this girl knew about her affairs, but she didn't expect that she was mentally ill.

In this way, she felt relieved.

When the matter with the Second Young Master is over, she will be able to fulfill her wish and will no longer have to be a lowly maid.

Seeing the maid's contemptuous look, Xie Lan sneered in his heart. If he annoyed her and still wanted to get what he wanted, he was dreaming.

Seeing Xie Lan take out a piece of talisman paper from her bag, the playboy couldn't help but be curious, "Miss Xie, Qiu Chenghao is dead, how are you going to get him to tell us the truth?

I see that the talisman in your hand looks like one used by a high monk. Are you planning to summon Mr. Qiu's soul and have him come back from the underworld to tell us how he died?"

The young master was originally mocking, but Xie Lan actually nodded at him, "I didn't expect you to have such good eyesight. This is a soul-revealing talisman. You will know how Mr. Qiu died soon.

However, if you are afraid, I advise you not to watch it."

The young man's eyes widened. No way, he was just saying that. Did Miss Xie really want to summon Mr. Qiu's ghost back?
Wouldn’t he see a ghost later?

It’s scary just thinking about it, but I absolutely cannot let him leave like this.

If this gets out, won't others laugh at him and call him a coward?
"I'm not afraid." He was about to say that he was very brave, but when he saw Xiao Jin's cold glance, he was so scared that he shut his mouth immediately.

Chen didn't believe what Xie Lan said at first, but when she thought of her son's tragic death, she couldn't help but feel hopeful.

"Girl, can you really call back my son's soul?"

Xie Lan turned his head to look at her and said calmly, "Your son's soul hasn't left yet. There's no need to summon it. This is the talisman paper that will make his soul appear."

Just as Xie Lan was about to cast a spell, he suddenly paused and said to Chen, "Give me a hundred taels and I will make a piece of clothing for your son."

Chen's brows furrowed suddenly, with confusion in her eyes, "Why do you want to make clothes for my son?"

"Generally speaking, a person's spirit will be what they looked like before they died. Your son was not wearing any clothes when he died, but he is naked now."

"Girl, stop talking. I'll give you money and ask you to make clothes for my son."

"Cui'e..." Uncle Zhongqin felt that Xie Lan was a charlatan who was trying to defraud money. Seeing that Chen actually believed her words, he subconsciously wanted to stop her.

But no mother would remain indifferent when hearing that her son died without even a piece of clothing.

Before Lord Zhongqin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chen, "Lord, Hao'er is my son. I cannot let him die without even a piece of clothing to cover his shame."

Even if Xie Lan lied to her, she admitted it.

Chen felt around her body and found nothing, then she remembered that she had come in a hurry and did not bring any banknotes with her.

She could only pull off the hairpin on her head and hand it to Xie Lan, "I'm in a hurry to go out, and I don't have any money with me. Can I use this to pay you?"

Seeing that Chen's hairpins were made of gold and were brand new, they were worth more than a hundred taels. Xie Lan nodded, took it, and took out a piece of mulberry yellow paper from his bag and began to fold it.

Her hands were not only skillful but also quick. After a dazzling series of movements, the paper in her hands turned into a brocade robe commonly worn by men.

Looking at the brocade robe in her hand, Xie Lan was quite satisfied. She rarely made clothes for ghosts, but fortunately she had not forgotten the craft her master taught her.

Although it is summer now, ghosts cannot feel cold or heat, so there is no need to worry that Qiu Chenghao will feel hot when wearing this brocade robe.

The deputy headmaster thought Xie Lan was too greedy for money, even wanting to make money from the dead. "Miss Xie, you are now in the Royal Academy, and Mr. Qiu is also your classmate. And now he is gone, it's inappropriate for you to charge for such a small thing?" Xie Lan frowned slightly. She
What's wrong with making money with your own abilities?
If it weren't for her second senior brother, one hundred taels would not be enough to persuade her to help.

Xie Lan was about to retort.

Xiao Jin said coldly, "The deputy headmaster is wrong, this is no small matter.

Although it may seem easy for Miss Xie to fold the clothes, she still needs to cast a spell to turn it into something for Mr. Qiu.

Besides, it is not easy to make Mr. Qiu's soul appear, and it will also cause losses to the person who casts the spell.

Although Miss Xie received a hundred taels, as far as I know, she would give half of every penny she received as an offering to the Taoist temple that taught her the mysterious arts.

Furthermore, if Miss Xie could really get Mr. Qiu to tell the truth about his death, it would be a good thing for both the Earl of Zhongqin's Mansion and the academy.

In this case, does the deputy headmaster still think it is inappropriate for Miss Xie to accept the money? "

Xie Lan raised her eyebrows. Why did she feel that Lord Xiao was a little abnormal today? He actually defended her again and again?

The deputy headmaster was speechless. Although he was unhappy, he did not dare to refute because of Xiao Jin's identity.

Caiyue didn't believe Xie Lan could summon spirits at first, but when she really started chanting spells, she suddenly became panicked.

Just when I was thinking about whether to leave under the pretext of changing clothes, I saw Qiu Chenghao's ghost suddenly floating over from the dormitory.

"Hao'er, it really is you. My dear son, how could you suddenly leave me and die?" When Chen saw her son, she immediately rushed over and burst into tears.

But Qiu Chenghao was a ghost and she couldn't contact him at all. Chen felt heartbroken.

Uncle Zhongqin couldn't help but tear up, "Hao'er, tell me quickly, how did you die? Who killed you?"

Qiu Chenghao subconsciously glanced at Caiyue, and seeing her pale face, he felt pity for her.

Although he regretted that he lost his life due to excessive indulgence, if he told this to others, his mother would never let Caiyue go.

"Dad, Mom, no one hurt me. I studied too hard recently and ruined my health. That's why I didn't make it and lost my life."

Xie Lan sneered, "Tsk, you are indeed an idiot. She was played to death by others, and you still wanted to protect her. You deserved to die."

Qiu Chenghao said that he lost his life because of overworking himself, but Chen didn't believe it at all.

Because she knew that her son didn't like reading at all, and she just saw the look in her son's eyes when he looked at Caiyue.

"Did that bitch Caiyue kill you?"

Seeing Qiu Chenghao's hesitant expression, Caiyue knelt down crying and tried to explain.

Xie Lan suddenly took out a piece of talisman and stuck it on her body.

"Caiyue, tell me exactly how you murdered Qiu Chenghao."

“Yes. Ever since the eldest son’s plot to murder the family of Marquis Yongyi was exposed, his marriage with Yang Li was ruined.

The uncle was also implicated by this matter and was very displeased with the eldest son.

Aunt Chen took advantage of the fact that the lady was seriously ill to seize the power of household affairs, and also tried to instigate the uncle to drive the lady and the eldest son back to the old house to live.

The eldest son was worried that after being driven away, the uncle would pass the title to the second son, so he decided to use the hands of this servant to get rid of the second son..."