After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

Liu Ji vomited wildly in the woods for a quarter of an hour.

I vomited all the food I had eaten the night before, and I didn't feel better until I had nothing left to throw up in my stomach.

After helping the tree to walk out, facing Song Yu's equally pale face, the master and servant couldn't help but feel the desolation of we are both fallen people in the end of the world.

Qin Yao had rested enough, and strode over with a knife in hand. She looked at the two people's kidney deficiency in disgust, pointed at the mess in front of her, and quickly made arrangements.

Liu Ji and Song Yu gathered the corpses into a pile. Qin Yao dug a big hole on the roadside with force and buried them on the spot.

Only the heads were left, and they were all packed in sacks. Three large bags were packed and loaded into the car.

The three of them entered the city just before the city gate of Kaiyang County closed.

As for the three large bags of heads on the carriage, Qin Yao said that she encountered another thief on the road, but the official officials had been laid off and could not bother with them anymore, so she just asked her to take them to the government office in person.

The official officer smiled in surprise, thinking that Mrs. Qin was very kind.

However, the carriage entered the city and drove towards the county government office, but did not enter the government office.

Instead, he bypassed the Yamen and came to the gate of Song Mansion.

Song Yu stopped the carriage and turned around to look at Qin Yao respectfully.

If he looked at his wife with respect and admiration in the past, now, he looked at her with a bit of fear that he thought was well hidden.

Qin Yao knew that in Song Yu's heart at this moment, she might be no different from the murderous female devil.

Being afraid is perfectly normal.

If Song Yu wasn't afraid of her, she would wonder if his mind was broken.

However, Qin Yao had no intention of explaining anything to anyone. She nodded and motioned for Song Yu to come forward and knock on the door.

After receiving the signal, Song Yu bowed his head and dismounted, turned around and knocked on the door of Song Mansion.

Not long after, someone leaned out of the small door and asked.

Song Yu said: I am the general manager of Liujiacun Stationery Factory. Please inform me that my wife and master have a gift for you. Please come and get it in person.

As soon as he heard the door was from the Liujiacun Stationery Factory, he knew that the person coming was Qin Yao, and he looked at the carriage outside the door in surprise.

The couple were sitting in the carriage, and Qin Yao was smiling and nodding at him.

It was already getting late, and the lanterns and candlelight in front of the door were dim and could not illuminate her location. Therefore, Qin Yao's body was not covered with dried dark red blood at the door.

There was only a strange smell that was not pleasant, looming in front of the house.

Please wait a moment, madam. I'm going to report to my master right now! The door politely asked Qin Yao, and then quickly returned to the courtyard to report.

It was dinner time at home. Song Zhang and the Censor, who had returned to the county town two hours early, had just finished burning incense and bathing. They relaxed and prepared to eat.

Due to the special nature of the censor's trip, Song Yu only told his family that he was a friend from the capital, and his family did not know his true identity.

Everyone ate together in the dining room, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Until he stepped into the door, he reported loudly: Master, Madam Qin is outside the door and said she has a gift for you. Please go and pick it up outside the house in person.

With a bah sound, the peanuts on Song Zhang's chopsticks fell on the table, and he looked stiffly at the Censor sitting on the main seat.

The other party had obviously thought of something with him, and his body suddenly straightened up, and he swallowed the chicken soup he was planning to savor in one gulp.

Mrs. Song immediately felt that something was wrong, but she still stood up in surprise and prepared to order someone to bring Qin Yao into the house.

Just add two more sets of bowls and chopsticks...

Just as Mrs. Song gave the order, Song Zhang put down his chopsticks and shouted: No need!

After saying that, he glanced at the Censor and said to Mrs. Song: Madam, take care of brother Jin for me. I will go out and have a look and then come back.

At the end, he added: Ms. Qin's explanation has her own reasons. I'll find out when I go and take a look.

After saying that, he gave the censor a dangerous warning look that should never be seen, raised his hand to indicate the door to lead the way, picked up the hem of his clothes and left in a hurry.

Song Zhang walked quickly at first, but when he was about to reach the gate, he took a deep breath and deliberately slowed down.

When I finally arrived behind the door, my heart was beating like thunder. I stood there breathing for a long time before signaling for the door to open.

Three hemp bags were the first to come into view. The thick blood stains on the bags were impossible to ignore.

Song Zhang looked over suddenly, unprepared, and immediately took a big step back and took a breath of air.

Have you eaten? Qin Yao asked with a smile.

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, You're fine. The word good stuck in his throat when he saw Qin Yao's body dripping with blood, and he couldn't spit it out.

A frightened scream sounded at the door. Song Zhang exhaled and stepped forward in shock, Qin Yao, are you okay? Why do you look like this?

Quick, call the doctor!

Seeing that Song Zhang turned around to call all the servants over, the expressionless Qin Yao finally broke out into a sinister smile and waved her hand, Don't panic, sir. We just encountered a few blind thieves on the road.

Here. She casually pointed at the three bloody bags that looked very scary, The heads are all here.

She stretched her neck and looked around behind Song Zhang. She didn't see anyone. Qin Yao shook her head disdainfully, Isn't the patrol censor Wang Jin with you? Why didn't you see him?

Do you know his real name? Song Zhang was quite surprised, and he was not afraid of the sack full of human heads in front of him.

Qin Yao pointed to the three big sacks, People have died under my knife. Is it still difficult to know his real name?

She found Wang Jin's information in the arms of the leading man in black. His opponent's intelligence network was quite powerful and extremely detailed.

Not only does she now know the real name of the censor, Wang Jin, but she also knows his father's name and who his mother is!

Also, he came here for the grown-up who even Song Zhang didn't dare to touch.

She remembered that that person also had a name, Zhaoda!

After seeing this familiar name, Qin Yao almost did not hesitate and immediately decided to bring thirty killer heads to Wang Jin.

Song Zhang looked at the thick blood stains on Qin Yao's clothes, and then looked at the three big sacks of heads in front of him. He suddenly felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, and he suppressed it so as not to shiver.

Wang Jin really offended Qin Yao now!

Song Zhang lowered his voice and asked tentatively: Did you really give this gift to me?

Qin Yao said confidently: Of course I didn't give it to you.

Please give this great gift to Wang Jin, sir, and tell him that he, Wang Jin, owes me, Qin Yao, a favor! When the time is right, I will come over to ask for it in person!

After leaving the words behind, Qin Yao stepped back and held her fists, turned around, lifted up her blood-stained clothes, jumped onto the carriage, and left gracefully.

Song Zhang watched the carriage go away, then withdrew his gaze and looked down at the three terrifying hemp bags in front of him.

A team of killers that took years of time, energy, and money to build was completely wiped out!

This is more than just a debt of gratitude.

This is simply a huge favor owed!