The male soul's eyes were red, and he looked a little scary.

He died by vomiting blood, so that mouth looked blood-red, and even Xie Qiao could see his red-stained teeth, which really made people not want to look at it again.

However, this soul is not powerful.

The words are very fierce, but the momentum is not enough, and it looks pitiful when they look up.

Moreover, she has been staying here for a few days, picking and choosing, only to choose this male soul to come over, and heard him complain a lot.

This male soul was in his twenties and had also read books. After the disaster, he took his wife and mother out to escape.

On the way to escape from the disaster, the man was in poor health and was able to survive thanks to his wife's care. When he arrived in the capital, there were nobles who served porridge. Although life was harder, his survival was not a big problem.

Two months ago, a wealthy businessman gave clothes and food to him. He was in good health, so he went to line up to get it. Because his face was so yellow and thin, he got a lot of things.

I was so happy that I was robbed halfway through.

He hadn't done anything for his wife, children, and mother. He finally got some food. Naturally, he refused to let go. That's why he was beaten severely by the group of people.

His physique was already weak, so he didn't hold it up, and he died not long after he returned.

The food and clothes were gone, and his life was not saved.

There were also officers and soldiers outside the city, but because he died in a shed, he had been ill before, so his death was classified as "death from serious illness."

This male soul was not afraid of death. He had been ill for so long, but he was actually prepared to die. Even death is a relief for him, at least it will not drag his wife and children anymore.

But what makes him unwilling is the handful of grain and two cotton clothes!

So after death, this has been lingering!

Xie Qiao's eyes followed those fierce punks.

These people also didn't gather together. They were basically in groups of twos and threes, wandering around, encountered officers and soldiers patrolling, and even pretended to fight in front of some congee sheds.

That's right, they are still the civilian "guards" to maintain public order at the congee-making scene.

If someone comes to give porridge to avoid trampling and crowding by the victims, they will organize queuing.

But because they are responsible for this work, they know who gets food or clothing better than those who do good deeds!

The male soul kept staring at them, not enough. After a while, he floated out, and floated to one of the people who did it that day, with his hands pinching that person's neck.

These souls love to choke their necks.

But obviously, the power of this soul is not strong enough, and the person who uses it is extremely yang energy, so the influence of the male soul is small and small.

Don't even feel it!

After a while, the male soul floated back decadently.

"I'm really a useless person, I can't do anything. I'm alive and dragging my wife, children, and mother. When I die, I can't even get revenge..." The male soul said as he said, he began to choke.

Bloody tears flowed out of his face, and it was even more permeating.

"Don't cry, think about what you have a last wish, I will try my best to complete it for you." Xie Qiao said lightly.

He hugged the small heater tightly.

At this time, it is not the coldest.

When it snows, she won't be frozen to death, will she?

Xie Qiao glanced outside in confusion.

The male soul looked up miserably, thought for a while, and said, "My wish..."

Revenge?

Let those who **** things die like him?

Thinking of this, the male soul trembled all over, and then realized that he was really a trash, even the deepest wish was not this.

"I want to take the clothes and food back and send them to my mother and daughter-in-law..."