"Huh? A monster!"

The Shen family's uncles and relatives were frightened once again.

When Uncle Shen's family looked at each other, touched their faces, and looked at their hands, they were also stunned.

Shen Zhenzhen's younger cousin was so frightened that he started crying. He had the body of a child but the head of a thirty-year-old adult man. It was disgusting and terrifying.

Grandma Chen rushed out of the barrier, "My dear grandson, don't be afraid! Grandma's here!"

My little cousin lunged at his grandma, but the little devil revealed his true nature and bit her hand, refusing to let go.

"Ah! Ouch..." Grandma Shen cried out in disbelief, in pain.

To everyone's horror, Grandma Shen went from being in her sixties or seventies to being in her eighties or nineties in an instant.

"Mom!" Dad was about to rush over; no matter how bad she was, she was still his mother.

But Xiaoxi grabbed Shen's father, leaped up and kicked Shen's younger cousin away, allowing the old woman to escape.

Xiao Xi casually released three talismans to subdue the family, then chopped up the painting with a knife, leaving only the corner with the signature, and set the painting on fire.

She then withdrew the barrier.

Seeing that the families who had bitten people were being subdued one by one, the Shen family uncles mustered their courage and came over.

The eldest uncle, who was the most senior member of the family, angrily asked, "Second brother, didn't you invite us here to be peacemakers and apologize to your eldest brother? Why did you bring out this demonic painting to harm us?"

You've fooled everyone!

Uncle Shen couldn't move his whole body, but he could still speak.

"I didn't release bats to bite you. It must have been my sister-in-law's distant niece who did it! Yes! It was her!"

The uncle retorted angrily, "Bullshit! If my niece had released the bats, she wouldn't have saved us! Tell me, what was your real purpose in calling us here?"

Uncle Shen kept his mouth shut and refused to speak, glaring fiercely at Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi sneered, "Don't glare at me. Look at yourself, you're about to die, and you're still glaring at me?"

Uncle Shen: "What did you say?"

Xiao Xi was too lazy to talk to him anymore. Han Yu had already found a mirror in the room next door. He was deliberately trying to anger his second uncle.

"Hey, I'll show you with the demon-revealing mirror."

Han Yu held up a mirror and shoved it in front of Uncle Shen. Uncle Shen saw a horrified, ugly face reflected in the mirror.

When did I become seventy or eighty years old? I'm about the same age as his mother?

However, his mother is now even older and is being supported by his older brother.

Mr. Shen had already treated his elderly mother's hand wound.

The old woman's hair turned completely white in an instant, yet she still had the energy to scold her father.

"Is what the second brother said true? Your wife's distant niece has caused us so much trouble. She released so many demons that they bit the second brother and his family of three like this."

My poor little grandson.

Before Mr. Shen could explain, the old woman cursed again, "If it weren't for that little bitch, why didn't the demon bite your whole family?"

The old woman got more and more into cursing. She didn't know that her father had Xiao Xi's talisman on him, so she just hurled all her heartfelt words at him.

"You just can't stand seeing your brother doing better than you. Yes, I was the one who picked up that painting of your brother."

Ever since your brother's family got the Fu Hua painting, their luck has improved. I told him to go find you and get the secret recipe, and that'll work.

What's wrong with your wife's prescription? She should have given it to your brother a long time ago.

Your brother is smarter than you, so why should he have to live at your mercy? He's the one who has the ability to support our Shen family.

"You blockhead! The Shen family should be run by your younger brother! Everything belongs to your brother!"

Mr. Shen was suddenly very disappointed in his elderly mother, because it turned out that his mother and younger brother had conspired to do everything against him.

Wasn't his factory and company earned by him and his wife themselves? He didn't take a single penny from his mother; he supported himself from the age of sixteen.

It turns out that the mother and younger brother were the bloodsucking bats.

The old woman kept cursing.