Here, the Ma family walked into a dimly lit alley, surrounded by rather old buildings, making the place look quite ancient.

"Xiao Xin! Why is your classmate's place so shabby?" Ma Hehua said, looking around.

"Grandma, this is the old town, it hasn't been developed yet! But these people are asking for high prices, and no developer has been able to reach an agreement with them so far." Li Xin had also heard about this.

A cold wind blew in gusts until Li Xin saw an alley with the address number 69, at which point he stopped.

Looking at the four-story building, brightly lit, he took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, Shumali, we've arrived at the entrance of your complex. Come down and meet us!"

After hanging up the phone and waiting a few minutes, I saw the emaciated Shumali staggering into the doorway.

Let's go!

Shumali's voice was very hoarse and hunched. Ma Lihua was also somewhat surprised when she looked at her. When school started, this woman was still young and beautiful, but now she looked like an old woman.

Shumali climbed the stairs very quickly. She lived on the fourth floor, apartment number 401, and the sign looked rather old.

Upon entering the house, they found it to be fairly clean and tidy. Shumali poured them some water and then sat down.

"How much?"

She spoke first, catching the three members of the Ma family off guard. Then Ma Linghua laughed, "Oh! Not bad, little girl, you're quite perceptive!"

Li Xin also felt that Shumali was sensible; it seemed she must have reached a dead end.

“Your situation is that you are possessed by a vengeful spirit. I won’t rip you off. It’s 2,000 yuan, no bargaining.” Ma Linghua finished speaking and took a sip of water.

Holy crap? How can it be so expensive? According to his grandma's prices, shouldn't it be three or four hundred? Li Xin pondered.

Could it be a very dangerous vengeful spirit?

Upon hearing this, Shumali became very excited; she knew that something was attached to her.

"I'll pay two thousand yuan, please save me, Master." Shumali immediately knelt down.

Ma Linghua looked at her and said, "You have to solve the root of the problem yourself. We can remove the vengeful spirit on you, but that's only a temporary fix."

"Solve it? How can I solve it? Go find the root cause? No! I won't go back, I won't go back, that dog village, I will absolutely not go back."

Shumali was emotionally agitated and appeared somewhat deranged, with bulging eyes and trembling body.

"If you don't go back, you won't be haunted! What's the use of telling us? Even if we remove the vengeful spirit, you'll still be haunted," Ma Hehua said gruffly.

"What are you talking about? Get to work." Ma Linghua just couldn't stand her daughter talking so much.

He took out the Soul-Suppressing Nail and explained its purpose to Shumali.

Ma Hehua's eyes revealed a ruthless and cold-blooded look. She gripped the Soul-Suppressing Nail, which radiated a cold light, tightly in her hand, and approached Shu Mali step by step.

Her steps were steady and firm, as if driven by an invisible force.

Shumali's face was filled with fear and despair, and her body trembled as she tried to avoid Ma Hehua's attacks.

However, in this confined space, she had nowhere to escape.

When Ma Hehua raised the Soul-Suppressing Nail and drove it fiercely into Shumali's skull, the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

In that instant, Shumali's body suddenly twisted, and a strange power erupted from within her.

Her limbs were bent at an incredible angle, her body swelled rapidly, her skin turned as pale as paper, and her veins were clearly visible.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her once clear pupils were now cloudy and murky, radiating an evil aura.

Shumali opened her mouth and made a hoarse sound that didn't belong to her.

The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with pain and resentment. "Why? Why did you do this to me?" Her voice echoed in the hallway, sending chills down one's spine.

Ma Hehua was startled by this sudden turn of events, but she quickly regained her composure. "Can't you keep your voice down in the middle of the night? You scared the hell out of me! I have to get rid of you!" she shouted, raising the Soul-Suppressing Nail high in her hand once again.

Shumali's body trembled incessantly, her hands flailing wildly in the air as she tried to grab Ma Hehua.

Her nails became sharp and pointed, hissing as they sliced ​​through the air.

"No! You can't do this!" Shumali's voice became even more shrill, and a plume of black smoke spewed from her mouth, instantly filling the entire room.

Ma Hehua coughed as she choked on the smoke, and her vision became blurred.

But she still rushed toward Shumali, guided by her instincts.

Just as she was about to reach Shumali, Shumali suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed Ma Hehua's arm tightly.

Her strength was astonishing, making it impossible for Ma Hehua to break free for the time being.

"You won't leave here alive either!" Shumali's voice rang in Ma Hehua's ears, and a breath of hot air came out of her mouth, making people feel a chill.

Ma Hehua pulled out a large knife with her left hand to suppress the yin energy, and with her right hand, she forcefully stabbed the Soul-Suppressing Nail towards Shu Mali's chest.

However, the Soul-Suppressing Nail seemed to be piercing a hard rock, unable to penetrate it at all.

Shumali burst into wild laughter and forcefully flung Ma Hehua away.

Ma Hehua's body slammed heavily against the wall, then she fell to the ground.

She patted her bottom and stood up, but felt a wave of dizziness.

At this moment, Shumali was already walking towards her, her steps slow and heavy, each step accompanied by a dull thud on the floor of the room.

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