The smell of blood in the room filled everyone's nose, and the corpses lying all over the place looked like they had experienced a massive massacre. The deaths of these villagers were extremely similar, with frightened expressions on their faces, shrunken pupils, and pale faces.

This female ghost had already killed all the villagers silently.

How did she do that??!

At this point, Wei Caifan couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and his hands that were holding onto the door frame were shaking a little.

When did Yu Banxue become so powerful? Or has she been hiding it?

He breathed rapidly and turned to look at Guangran and Yixian: "You, come and help me prepare!"

The two girls were stunned for a moment, then lowered their eyes: "Okay."

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It was already past midnight, but no one dared to show the slightest sign of fatigue on their faces.

Wei Caifan was over seventy years old, and his movements were certainly not as fast as those of the young people. He asked Qi Mai to move the table to the yard, and asked Yixian and Guangran to get the bowls and incense sticks. Then he carefully took the statue from the table and placed it on the table.

He placed the straw man and a bundle of cut hair in a bowl and wrapped the bowl with bell string. He then took out a red string to tie up Qi Mai's body and drew some strange runes on his body with red juice.

He placed the porcelain bowl on the table. Guangran, who was standing by, saw what was inside and asked casually, "Are these two related to female ghosts?"

Elder Wei was concentrating on drawing runes, and answered casually: "Yes, when the ritual is completed, with the help of my immortal family, the female ghost will definitely die, don't move yet..."

As he spoke, he looked up and saw Guangran had already picked up the bowl and taken out the food in the bowl, blinking at him innocently.

Mr. Wei: “…”