A person's fortune is not so easily taken away, otherwise the world would have been in chaos long ago.

It can steal away one's luck.

Even with the help of external forces.

They will also pay the price.

The old woman paid the price of her lifespan, which is why she aged so quickly despite being a demon.

Yan Jiu was filled with murderous intent.

But she couldn't deal with Granny Si so quickly. She needed to get information from her about the original owner's infancy. Perhaps Granny Si knew about the original owner and Chu Sisi's swap.

Just as Yan Jiu was pondering.

For the time being, Granny Si ignored the strange luck surrounding Yan Jiu and silently struck the drum in her hand.

The drums beat incessantly.

Accompanied by the piercing sound of drums, a fierce attack swept towards Yan Jiu without her even realizing it.

Sudden.

A dark light blocked Yan Jiu's path.

She Liang transformed into a colossal, dark blue beast, coiling around Yan Jiu, its ferocious snake head emerging from Yan Jiu's side.

With its black forked tongue flicking out, it coldly stared at the fearless and reckless Si Po.

Granny Si stared intently at She Liang, then sneered, "Ha, the once proud and aloof Liu family has actually fallen so low as to be willing to be driven by others, so depraved!"

She Liang: "..." What is this cobbler babbling about? He's so talkative and has no manners, might as well kill him!

The old woman struck the drum again, the sound of the wind mingling with the drumbeats, creating a desolate atmosphere. The next second, an even more ferocious sonic attack swept towards Yan Jiu and She Liang.

She Liang once again bravely took on the role of a human shield.

Yan Jiu didn't want She Liang to risk his life to protect her, so she pushed She Liang away and stepped out of his protective circle.

Bring your two fingers together.

She then made a few hand seals, and the cards she had scattered earlier flew back to her in a boomerang-like trajectory.

The shockwave from the playing cards shredded the weeds in the yard and simultaneously cut off the drumbeats.

It surged toward the shrine maiden in a long line, and the enormous impact shattered the drum that the shrine maiden had used to shield her.

The cards were played very quickly.

It was so fast that no one had time to dodge.

The old woman only saw the afterimage of the cards rushing towards her, and then her body was thrown backward at high speed.

A human-shaped crack was left on the brick wall.

Granny Si coughed up blood, her eyes wide with shock: "My century of cultivation... I couldn't even budge you an inch?!"

She Liang transformed into human form and stood to the side, proudly crossing his arms: "I can't even beat someone who's been around for four hundred years, so it's no wonder you, a butterfly demon who's been cultivating for less than two hundred years, can't possibly beat me."

Grandma Si ignored She Liang's sarcasm.

She looked at Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu's figure was tinged with the darkness of the night.

The playing cards, like a long whip, stretched back and forth, then circled around Yan Jiu in a Bagua formation, making Yan Jiu's eyes appear somewhat aggressive.

Having learned from Nagara's example, Yan Jiu didn't want to waste any more words. She was about to use the Soul Searching Technique.

The old woman took out a small evil statue from her bosom.

She held it with longing and reverence.

The evil Buddha was none other than Lou Nayou.

The sorceress then smeared blood all over the evil statue.

As a flash of red light appeared, the old woman's eyes gleamed with malice. She shook her head and swayed her body, performing a bizarre dance.

Si Po knew she was no match for Yan Jiu.

So they wanted to call for reinforcements.

Yan Jiu's eyes lit up, and she stroked her chin: "You want to invite a god? Who?"

Si Po glared fiercely at Yan Jiu: "Ignorant child, you are naturally the great god Lou Na You!"

Yan Jiu: "..." It is known that there is only one god left in the human world, and he is currently engrossed in studying knowledge.

As the old woman danced, she chanted: "The sun sets in the west and darkness falls, every household bolts its doors..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

Perhaps it was the sorceress's piety that had an effect, for golden light danced in the air and gradually coalesced into a figure.

The newcomer's golden pupils remained completely unmoved.

He glanced at Yan Jiu.

His gilded eyes then flashed with a hint of amusement: "Young friend, did you call me for something? Why didn't you contact me by phone or text, instead of using this exhausting and outdated incantation to summon me?"

The mountain god with a long, flowing beard stood suspended in the air, with rows and rows of ginkgo leaves beneath his feet.

Before Yan Jiu could speak.

The old woman stared wide-eyed at the deity she had gone to so much trouble to summon: "Who are you? You are not the deity Lou Na You!"

Yan Jiu: "..." I must say, you're quite capable. You really managed to summon a god.

The mountain god then looked at the old woman.

He frowned, only then realizing that the source of the summoning spell was the wicked Si Po.

The mountain god said irritably, "Nonsense, everyone knows I'm the only god in the whole world. If there were other gods, a sinful monster like you would have been killed to ashes long ago."

As he spoke.

The mountain god swung a math book and chased after the old woman, perfectly embodying the traditional virtue that "it's easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away."

Yan Jiu watched quietly until Granny Si was beaten beyond recognition by the Mountain God before she made her move.

She pulled Granny Si in front of her.

When performing the Soul Searching Technique, one's Yin-Yang eyes will no longer be blinded by the paint on the face of the sorceress.

Once the soul is searched, the person whose soul has been searched becomes like a mentally challenged child, with no possibility of regaining clear consciousness.

soon.

Yan Jiu found a piece of her past.

The young Si Po took the original body as an infant from a woman's hands, then plundered most of the original body's fortune, and then carelessly threw the original body into a trash can.

Fortunately.

The original owner was incredibly lucky; she was picked up by people from an orphanage, which is why she didn't rot away with the trash can contents.

Yan Jiu stopped at the rural woman with a yellow-green checkered headscarf and patched clothes.

The woman's eyes showed panic.

She hurriedly handed the original body to Granny Si, snatched the few hundred yuan from Granny Si's hand, and left.

Yan Jiu withdrew her hand from between Si Po's eyebrows, feeling somewhat curious as to why the original owner of this body would be spending time with rural women.

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