Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 12 Live or Fake Corpse? !
"I'm not your miss, you all get up." Mu Qingwan waited for the voice of the old woman who was kneeling and crying in front of her to stop, and then explained with a cold face.

Although she is not good at explaining, but in the current situation, she doesn't know if she can leave this ghostly place. If this matter cannot be handled properly, maybe she will be burned to death as a ghost in a few minutes later.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Mu Qingwan became, and her face became gloomy. What kind of thing is this? It's fine to see the coffin when she opens her eyes. what happened!

"No, you are the young lady! Lingniang has served the young lady for so many years, she will not admit her mistake!"

The old woman who claimed to be Lingniang was stunned for a moment when she heard Mu Qingwan's words, and then quickly retorted, "It's God who opened his eyes, and let your cry of grievance come back to complain of grievance!" As she spoke, Lingniang cried even more fiercely.

Mu Qingwan said with a cold face, "Have you ever seen a ghost standing in the sun? Besides, your lady is lying in a coffin, and I am a living person." The voice was not high-pitched, but the timbre was clear. It is indifference.

The people who were kneeling and crying seemed to have been turned on by someone, the crying stopped abruptly, and they all stared blankly at Mu Qingwan standing in front of them.

"No... yes..." Lingniang refused to give up and wanted to say something, Mu Qingwan glanced at her coldly: "If you don't believe me, come and touch my hand to see if I am a living person or a ghost."

Hearing this, Lingniang touched her tears with her hand, got up tremblingly from the ground, walked to Mu Qingwan's side, touched Mu Qingwan with trembling hands...

"Little...Miss."

"I'm not! Can people get out of the way?" Mu Qingwan said coldly.

Maybe it was Mu Qingwan's too cold and harsh voice that frightened Lingniang to stagger back two steps, looking at Mu Qingwan with a little fear.

The people in the funeral procession also looked at this side. Seeing that Mu Qingwan was not a ghost, their panic expressions disappeared a bit. The big men who carried the coffin got up from the ground, still staring at this side.

"No, you are Miss." Lingniang didn't know what happened suddenly, she rushed over and tightly grasped Mu Qingwan's hand, her tears broke down: "You are Miss, this old slave recognizes, this old slave recognizes."

As soon as she yelled, the expressions of everyone around her changed again.

Could it be that Miss Mu's family is not dead?Still dead, cheating corpse, or something else?

Mu Qingwan had a cold expression on her face, her eyes were so dark that ice could almost drip out.

Before she could speak, the surrounding discussion exploded: "If this is Miss Mu's family, then who is in the coffin?"

"That's right, did it jump out of the coffin?"

Chattering, saying anything.

Lingniang seemed to have been reminded all of a sudden, she held Mu Qingwan's hand tightly and did not let go, turned her head to the big man carrying the coffin and said, "Open the coffin, open the coffin, the real third lady is here, the one in the coffin is not the third Miss, it must be a poisonous scheme set up by those short-lived people."

(End of this chapter)