He took out a flint from his pocket.

"Click, click, click!"

Sparks flew directly onto the white silk, and the female ghost let out a shrill scream.

"ah!"

"Oh! You can't even handle a little spark? Where did your smugness go? I'm letting you go, but you won't. Well, you're not leaving now." Ma Hehua felt incredibly pleased.

I must say, those two flints are quite perceptive.

"Crack! Boom!"

The fire ignited immediately, and the flames on the white silk rushed towards the female ghost.

This white silk ribbon is her natal weapon. If she were to discard it, she would suffer a severe loss of vital energy. If she were to keep it, she would once again suffer the agonizing pain of being burned by fire.

Gritting her teeth, she still managed to cut the white silk ribbon.

"puff!"

She spat out a mouthful of black blood, wiped it with her white sleeve, and glared at Ma Hehua with a face full of resentment.

"You're in luck today."

As soon as he said that, he tried to leave, but he couldn't find his way even during the day, and just kept going around in circles.

"W-what's going on? Why can't I get out?"

"It's like being trapped in a maze!"

Female ghost: "…………………………"

I really believed your lies.

Ma Hehua approached her step by step, the large knife in her hand gleaming with black light. Under the bright moonlight, she looked more terrifying than a ghost, like a demon from hell.

"Don't come any closer!"

The female ghost was a little scared. Who was this woman? She was actually feeling a sense of fear in her heart.

"Go ahead and scream! Even if you scream your lungs out, no one... no... no ghost will come to save you."

They showed no mercy to anyone who dared to provoke the Ma family.

"ah!"

Night, like thick ink, enveloped this ancient and mysterious alley.

The female ghost's screams filled the entire space.

The wind moved silently through the rooftops, and the leaves rustled.

In the silent night, these screams shattered the tranquility of the night sky.

The sound was sharp and shrill, as if it came from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Ma Hehua held a large knife, her eyes filled with disdain and coldness.

Her figure appeared exceptionally upright in the moonlight, and the large sword gleamed with a cold light under the moonlight.

Before her, half of the female ghost's body had been mercilessly chopped off by her large sword.

The female ghost originally thought she could escape this fatal blow, and a trace of luck still remained on her face.

However, fate did not work out as she wished.

Her body began to undergo a terrible change, decaying rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The speed of decay was astonishing. First, the skin turned gray and black spots appeared. Then the muscles began to atrophy, as if being swallowed up by an invisible force.

Her once fair skin had become like rotten wood, dry and fragile.

Pus and blood kept gushing from the wound, emitting a nauseating stench.

The female ghost watched in horror as her body gradually collapsed. She tried to struggle and stop it from happening, but to no avail.

Her eyes were filled with despair and fear—a deep fear of death, and a sense of helplessness and resentment towards her unknown fate.

At the same time, her soul was plunged into endless torment.

The pain was like being pierced by a thousand arrows, with every fiber of the soul being mercilessly torn apart.

She felt as if she were in a raging inferno, the flames relentlessly scorching every inch of her soul.

The female ghost's screams rang out again, this time even more shrill and desperate.

Her voice echoed in the night sky, as if it were a final indictment of the world.

However, no one could hear her pain, and no one could save her.

Ma Hehua quietly observed everything before her, without a trace of pity in her heart.

Even after we let her go, she still insisted on hitting us. This female ghost has committed many evil deeds and harmed several innocent lives.

Now, this is the fate she deserves.

The three didn't leave until they saw the ashes on the ground. The ghosts who were observing from the shadows trembled in fear. It was too brutal. They probably didn't even use their real strength. They took down Niu Qingqing with just two flints.

When the three returned to the Song residence, it was almost two o'clock. As they were getting ready to go to bed in the dark, they heard the sound of chanting coming from the Buddhist hall in the front courtyard.

"Mother, what is she chanting scriptures for so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"Never mind that, let's go to sleep. We still have work to do tomorrow!"

The three of them were completely unaffected and went straight to bed.

As Madam Song was chanting scriptures, moonlight shone through the window, and Madam Song's shadow appeared somewhat inhuman.

Its head is pointed, its back is hunched, and the wooden fish it holds looks like the claw of some kind of animal, not a human hand at all.

Outside the city, chaos reigned, with warlords vying for control of their respective territories, and refugees began to appear everywhere.

At dawn, the servants of the Song family had to get up and do their jobs early, but this had nothing to do with the three people in the old lady's backyard.

To avoid being late for work, Ma Lihua thoughtfully set alarms for her mother and breastfeeding mother.

Ma Hehua: "……………………"

Ma Lihua: "……………………"

At eight o'clock, Ma Hehua squinted and staggered to work at the brothel, yawning as she walked.

Ma Linghua felt her way to the canteen, and wow, it turned out that breakfast wasn't provided in the morning; there were only two meals a day.

Looking at the empty kitchen, feeling utterly bored, I decided to go back.

He turned around and ran into Chen Bian.

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