The sorceress looked at Old Lady Shen with a helpless expression: "It seems that your two families have a deep-seated grudge. You two have to resolve this yourselves. I won't interfere any further. I'll go and perform a ritual for Shen Liang first."
Grandma Shen was furious, but she dared not say anything more, for fear that if she opened her mouth, a fist from the Qiao family would fly over.
As she walked, Zhou, the sorceress, shook her head and said, "Without someone to guide the soul, alas, oh dear."
"Is that why Shen Liang can't get better?" Old Mrs. Shen asked anxiously.
"That's hard to say. I can only do my best and use all my tricks. If that doesn't work, then I can only leave it to fate."
Old Mrs. Shen looked back at Qiao Jiayuan and cursed angrily, "Your family has produced a shameless vixen who has ruined my Shenliang like this, and you don't even want to take responsibility. You're all heartless."
She had a sudden thought: "Zhou, after you finish your ritual, please make a little doll for me and write the names of all the Qiao family members on it. I want to curse them to have great misfortune and wish that they would all die a violent death."
"This, ah, this, this kind of thing is not honorable, I can't do it, I'll suffer the consequences."
Zhou Shenpo thought to herself that this old woman was really vicious. She had heard a lot about the Shen family and the Qiao family, and to be honest, the Qiao family really did nothing wrong.
“It’s just a little man. If you stab him, I’ll give you another three hundred coins.”
The sorceress Zhou shook her head: "At least one ounce."
"One or two taels? How can it be so expensive? It's just making a little doll. Anyone can do that. You're just chanting a few incantations. We're just missing those incantations." Old Mrs. Shen's tone turned sour.
"Oh, sister, it's not that I'm greedy for this money. The underworld knows what you're doing. I'm just trying to make some money for you. This tael of silver is for you."
"Otherwise, you're the ones who'll be in trouble."
Old Mrs. Shen's heart trembled upon hearing this.
“Alright, one or two it is. You cast the most vicious curses on them, preferably ones that can come true, and write them on the effigies.”
Grandma Shen didn't notice that two figures were hiding behind a large rock nearby, and they heard everything they were saying.
Old Mrs. Qiao snorted, "What a liar! He wants to get involved with Xi'er. It must be the Shen family trying to sabotage him."
If people fall into their hands, that would be terrible.
Moreover, she didn't believe that this Zhou the fortune teller could really communicate with spirits; she thought he was just faking it.
"As long as I'm alive, they won't even be allowed to touch my Xi'er's clothes. Otherwise, I'll tear the Shen family apart one by one," Madam Feng cursed.
Da Yong: "Shen Liang has brought this upon himself and now he wants to blame his sister for his madness. It would be better if such a person remained a fool for life, so as to avoid committing more sins."
Hearing the commotion behind the house, Da Cheng went to check and came back with a look of surprise on his face.
“It’s already night, but they’re still working on it by daylight.”
Qiao Lian'er: "Yes, I told Foreman Liu that if it is completed within a month, everyone's wages will be doubled."
Because it would take more than a month, which exceeded her expectations.
"Do we have to rush like this?" Qiao Laosan asked, somewhat puzzled.
"You'll all know when the time comes. The faster the house is built, the better." Qiao Lian'er didn't explain why, otherwise, everyone would be in a panic.
Everyone looked at each other, realizing that Lian'er's attitude didn't seem to be about moving into the new house as soon as possible.
But since there was a reason for this arrangement, they didn't ask any further questions.
Qiao Lian'er saw Fu Sheng waving at her from the doorway, so she came out.
“Sister Lian’er, that heartless old woman Shen told Granny Zhou to make voodoo dolls with your whole family’s names written on them.”
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