Then Taoist Bai saw Wei Mian gesture a few times on Wang Ziwen's belly, slightly bending his index finger and thumb, and making a pinching motion, as if he was really controlling something.
"Bring me a red rope."
Taoist Bai didn't know where the red rope was, so he looked at Wang Ziwen.
Wang Ziwen was still immersed in the nausea she had just felt and it took her a while to realize that Wei Mian wanted a red rope. She hurried into the house and took out the sewing kit.
"Master, is this red line okay?"
"Sure!" Wei Mian took the red string, pulled out a strand, then took off the talisman that was still stuck on Wang Ziwen, folded it, and hung it on the red string.
Wei Mian took the red thread and wrapped it around her neck three times.
What happened next was incredible to Taoist Bai, because the red line stopped in mid-air as if it was tied to some invisible thing.
The thing that was tied up struggled violently, but was soon suppressed by the golden light emitted from the red rope.
At the same time, there was a "clang" sound of something falling in the bedroom.
Wang Ziwen looked at Wei Mian, then at Taoist Bai. She and the nanny were the only ones home, so why did the noise suddenly come from inside? Could someone else be there?
She didn't dare to go, but she had to go.
Wang Ziwen could only stand up trembling, holding Taoist Bai's arm tightly, and walked towards the bedroom together.
Originally, when Taoist Bai saw that the thing was trapped by the red rope, he was no longer so scared, but after Wang Ziwen did this, he became nervous again.
The bedroom door was ajar, and the two men walked forward and slowly pushed it open.
In the spacious and bright bedroom, in addition to a large wardrobe against the wall, there is also a large bed.
At this time, there was a doll-shaped doll lying on the ground beside the bed.
It was impossible to tell what material the doll was made of, but it was made to look extremely lifelike. Its eyes were staring straight at the two of them, looking very strange.
The skin is pale and bloodless, giving people a cold feeling.
The doll was wearing a bright red dress, the vibrant color contrasting sharply with its pale skin, making it seem even more unusual.
There is no expression on its face, but the corners of its mouth seem to be slightly raised. This smile does not make people feel cute, but full of horror.
As soon as the two opened the door, they smelled a foul odor coming from the bedroom. Taoist Bai went forward to check and found out that the smell was actually coming from the doll.
The moment Wang Ziwen saw the doll, her pupils suddenly shrank. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but her whole body started shaking uncontrollably.
"Is this the thing?"
Taoist Bai covered his nose tightly with one hand, and with his other hand, he pulled the doll's skirt with two fingernails and brought it to Wei Mian with a look of disgust on his face.
The vengeful spirit tied with a red rope began to struggle violently when it saw that its original host had been found.
But it struggled for a long time and couldn't break free from the control of the red rope. In the end, it could only stare at Wei Mian with resentment on its face. It was this woman who made it like this!
It was about to be born and would soon have its own body, but now it was destroyed by this woman!
Wei Mian had already noticed Wang Ziwen's abnormality. She turned her eyes away and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"
Wang Ziwen's lips trembled, but she didn't say anything.
Wei Mian frowned, not understanding what was wrong at this point. Just as she was about to ask again, she saw Wang Ziwen covering her face and sobbing, her sobs getting louder and louder.
She buried her head in tears for a while, and then slowly told the story of where the doll came from.
It turned out that the doll was given to her by her husband.
Wang Ziwen’s husband is Ma Youde. Because he is the third son of Mrs. Ma, many people call him Ma San.
Speaking of this, we have to talk about the Ma family.
They didn't know about the previous generation of the Ma family, but by this generation, Old Lady Ma had given birth to three sons in total. Unfortunately, Ma Da and Ma Er did not make it big, leaving only Ma San.
In the second year after Ma San was born, Old Man Ma died of an acute illness.
Old Mrs. Ma and her husband had lived together for more than ten years and had never had a quarrel. They had a very deep relationship, so the death of Mr. Ma was a big blow to her.
If she didn't have a little son to raise, she would have gone to accompany the old man.
After that, the mother and son of the Ma family depended on each other for survival. In order to prevent a stepfather from treating her son badly, Mrs. Ma never thought about finding a man no matter how difficult her life was. She would rather eat less and work more to raise the child alone.
More than 20 years later, Ma San finally grew up, even went to college, found a good job, and later bought a house in Qingping.
Old Mrs. Ma had suffered enough from poverty, so she wanted her son's life to be smoother, so she wanted him to find a wife with better conditions to borrow some help from her husband's family.
At that time, a girl with good conditions wanted to marry him, but the boy refused to agree and insisted on marrying his girlfriend in college, who was Wang Xiaowen.
Wang Xiaowen's family conditions are very ordinary. She has a younger brother who is ten years younger than her. When they got married, the child had not even graduated from elementary school!
When the two got married, Wang Jiaguang asked for a dowry of 300,000 yuan.
If Wang Xiaowen brought the betrothal gift back when she got married, Old Mrs. Ma would not dislike her so much. She would just think of it as preparing some assets for her son in advance. It doesn't matter how she gives it.
But the Wang family was not like that. They kept all the 300,000 yuan and did not give a single cent to Wang Ziwen!
Even as a change of name fee at the wedding, Mrs. Ma gave 10,100 yuan, implying that one is the best among ten thousand. However, the Wang family did not find it embarrassing at all and only gave her son 200 yuan. Their stinginess was fully demonstrated in the rest of the wedding.
As soon as the wedding banquet began, the relatives of the Wang family took out the bags they had prepared in advance and poured dishes into them one by one.
The other person hadn't eaten yet, but her family had already packed up, making Mrs. Ma, who came here in a hurry to save face, feel completely embarrassed at that moment.
Naturally, people are critical of their daughter-in-law Wang Ziwen and are uncomfortable with her no matter how they look at her.
Old Mrs. Ma has only one son, Ma San, so naturally he has to live with his son after he gets married. Therefore, she doesn't like her daughter-in-law. It is inevitable that there will be friction when the two of them live under the same roof.
Since Old Mrs. Ma was able to raise her son alone, she would definitely not be soft-tempered. So she often complained to her son about her daughter-in-law, and was always comforted by her son.
Old Mrs. Ma was furious but there was nothing she could do. Besides, this was her only son, and he would be her support when she was old. She had to listen to him whether she wanted to or not.
So every time Mrs. Ma complained to her son, she got nothing but more anger, and later she became too lazy to say anything.
But she soon found someone to complain to.
Old Mrs. Ma is the youngest child in the family. She has several older brothers and sisters, and they all dote on her.
No matter how old Mrs. Ma is now, her brothers and sisters always subconsciously protect their younger sister no matter what they say or do.
The person closest to her is her second sister, Old Lady Wang. Old Lady Wang's husband passed away a few years ago, and she moved to Qingping after that. She bought a house nearby on purpose. She likes to get together and chat with Old Lady Ma when she has nothing to do.
Old Mrs. Ma finally had a place where she could scold her daughter-in-law without restraint.