In front of this man, her experience and methods of seducing living people many times were of no use at all.

Because no matter what she said, the next moment she might be greeted with a raised hand and a slap.

"madman!"

The woman cursed softly, placed the rice in place, came in, closed the door, lit the oil bowl near the door, and then picked up the paper money and burned it one by one, chanting "仞" (meaning "禪") over and over again.

"When a person dies, his soul remains, wandering around the world."

"Today we begin the sacrifice to bring the soul back."

"Soul, come back! Soul, come back!"

"Come back, come back soon, the dead souls are back..."

Apart from the first three lines, the rest is the woman's mournful cries.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed as he noticed that after she finished saying the last word of "Soul Returns", the woman's skinny body became even more listless, and the last trace of color on her pale face was drained away.

She seemed to have really attracted some kind of power!

"Such a simple ritual actually works, but the price is too high. It requires the consumption of human blood and energy. How sinister!"

Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

You know, blood and energy are very important to a person.

The blood and energy are vigorous, ordinary ghosts dare not approach, and disasters and diseases will not bother you.

After encountering some things, people's blood and energy are consumed and often difficult to recover.

For example, the woman in front of you has almost exhausted her blood and energy after summoning spirits so many times. Not only is she plagued by disasters and resentments, but her body has also become weak and fragile.

I had just penetrated her and she covered the wound with a cloth.

But even now, blood is still oozing out.

This proved that her blood was having difficulty clotting. If nothing else unexpected happened, the woman might bleed to death in just this one moment.

Of course, Jiang Chen would not let this happen.

He was too kind and couldn't bear to see someone bleed to death in front of him.

"Okay, it's done. In one or two hours, or even the whole night, they'll...come over. But maybe nothing will come."

The woman stood up and said.

Jiang Chen nodded: "Who taught you this method?"

The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "One time I passed by Building 4 and something strange happened. There was an extra 1 in front of the building number, so Building 4 became Building 14."

"I saw two figures, one large and one small, on the stairs. They looked very much like my husband and son."

"I chased after them, but they were gone. During the process, I found that the whole building was dead silent. When I got to the third floor, someone's door was open. I went in and saw that the whole family was dead!"

"I leaned over some people's doors and listened. It was so quiet inside, it seemed as if everyone in the building was dead."

"When we got to the sixth floor, a little girl named Zhang Chunyu was still alive."

"She's the only one on the sixth floor."

"She asked me why I came. I said I was looking for my husband and children. Then she told me this method of summoning spirits."

"My dear, my husband and son are both dead. I am very pitiful. I have done as you said. Can you let me go?"

The woman said finally, begging desperately.

At this time, her hair was messy, her eyes were red, and her thin body was hunched.

Miserable, painful, and pitiful, the image of a lonely woman who lost her husband and children is very vivid.

See this.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

"Sister, are you stupid? This is your home. If anyone is going to be a traitor, they should be ours."

"Little Su Ling, it's over."

When Yuan Yu saw him shaking his head, the woman was already in despair, but after hearing the rest of his words, she showed surprise.

When Jiang Chen and Su Ling went out, they threw the starving ghost on the ground.

The woman's eyes widened.

"Wait, why don't you take it with you!"

Jiang Chen ignored her.

He did say that he would not hurt her again, but what does the starving ghost killer have to do with me, Jiang Chen?

After thinking about it, I was afraid that the starving ghost would not cooperate.

Jiang Chen looked at it again: "Brother, only one person can come out of this house alive, do you understand?"

In fact, he didn't need to say it at all.

The moment the security door slammed shut.

Under the dim light, the starving ghost's green eyes were already fixed on the woman.

It didn't kill this woman before.

Because she can bring a steady stream of living people.

But now that it has suffered an injury and urgently needs a living person to replenish its Yin energy, it can no longer care about so many things.

"Hungry! So hungry!"

“…”

"Don't come over here."

"ah--"