Sewing Corpses, Suppressing Ghost Disasters

Humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits, ghosts have Nine Netherworld Obsessions and Five Aggregates of Fire. But from the time I was born, I was missing an Earth Soul.

From a young age, I ...

Chapter 492 Women really can lie

There was definitely a problem!

That was my first impression.

My body is completely bound.

However, the next second, I felt that restraint was weakening.

Soon, I felt that I could move again.

"Brother, don't blame me! I also have my own difficulties!"

The old woman actually managed to squeeze out two lines of tears, but to me, they looked like crocodile tears.

The tears shed by someone who wants to harm me are not to be trusted.

"Your mother's words are hard to believe!"

I immediately started swearing.

However, they haven't completely broken off relations yet, and haven't taken any action.

Because I wanted to know what this woman was up to!

I observed the old woman's movements; she was making the marks faster and faster.

Behind him and behind me, there were human-shaped puppets, the same kind that appeared in his room last time.

At this moment, the two puppets have become more and more like humans.

Especially the one next to her, who has become exactly like an old lady.

Is this the old lady's magic?

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The puppet next to the old woman transformed into the old woman's appearance, while the puppet beside me kept changing, but it could never quite materialize into a real form.

What exactly do you want?

I stared at the older woman and questioned her sharply.

I still have no idea what the old lady's purpose was, or what she was trying to do.

"Brother, don't blame me. I did this because I wanted to live!"

The woman's tears flowed even more, and at the same time, a little blood trickled from the corner of her eye.

It's clear that this move is very damaging to older women.

Otherwise, the old lady wouldn't be like this now.

"Nonsense, who doesn't want to live! If you want to live, then drag me down with you?"

"And I was so good to you before!"

I can't take it anymore.

That old lady, she was just pretending all along.

I felt a little disheartened. I never expected that after knowing her for so long, she would show absolutely no mercy.

My trust in the older woman is partly due to my relationship with Fatty Sister. If it weren't for Fatty Sister, I might have simply ignored her in some situations.

"Although Lao Dao is very important to you, I have no choice but to do this for my older brother's sake!"

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the woman's mouth, and her expression turned extremely painful. This exertion was truly too great for her.

"What's the meaning?"

When I heard this, I sensed that something was a little off.

Why is it Lao Dao?

Isn't Lao Dao outside?

Just as I was wondering, the wedding procession outside came back.

The first one to enter was the matchmaker.

The door creaked loudly in the wind outside, sounding rather eerie.

I felt my back was soaked with sweat and wanted to fight back, but the two puppets next to me moved.

Their hands turned into wooden splinters and pierced into the matchmaker's body.

The matchmaker's expression became even more terrifying, both ferocious and suddenly revealing a smile, which was chilling to the bone.

"Good, good, good! How dare they trespass into a place like this! Trespassers will never survive!"

The matchmaker's voice grew louder and louder, and the wedding procession noticed me and the older woman. They rushed over at the same time, giving us no time to react.

Suddenly, as if possessed, they turned their attention directly to the two puppets.

The two puppets ran away right in front of us.

The other side didn't seem to notice me and the old lady, and went straight to chasing the two puppets, ignoring us.

As the puppet left, I noticed faint gray markings on its body, similar to lividity.

It's just that the color is a little off.

Besides this, I can sense a faint aura of death emanating from the puppet!

How could a puppet possibly have an aura of death?

And most importantly, after the puppet left, those people didn't even bother with me and the old lady and rushed straight out.

The old woman's aura weakened further, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"It's finally over, old brother! We've fought our way out of a dead end!"

Although the woman looked pained, there was a hint of excitement in her voice as she spoke.

I looked at the old woman with some suspicion, not quite understanding what she was thinking. She had intercepted that formation just now, clearly intending to kill me.

But now I feel like I misjudged things. It seems the old lady really didn't want to kill me, and the only evidence is that I'm still alive...

"Hey girl, what were you trying to do just now?!"

I grabbed the lightning sword and held it directly to the old woman's neck, speaking sharply.

To this day, I still don't know what the old lady is thinking.

"Big brother! Of course I'm here to save you!"

The woman gave a bitter smile, and her body became even weaker.

Finally, a hint of gentleness was barely revealed.

"If we hadn't used puppetry to wash away that aura from both of us, we would be trapped in this bewitching array today and wouldn't be able to get out!"

The older woman quickly and patiently explained it to me.

I frowned.

Judging from the current behavior of the older women, it seems that this is indeed the case.

When the wedding party came in, they focused their attention on the puppets and didn't see me or my aunt.

"Alright, quickly help me up. Use that spell; I have almost no strength left!"

Perhaps sensing that I wanted to ask something else, the woman interrupted me and told me to help her up.

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