The warlock was drinking in his house, planning to find another place to make money.
He had already figured out the trick; wherever he went, he would approach the local wealthy and swindle them, guaranteeing him a fortune.
Wealthy families usually have a lot of dirty deeds; they have a dark side to them and see everyone as a ghost.
That young mistress of the Sun family won't live much longer anyway, so it doesn't matter how she dies, she can still make some money for me.
If anyone has a problem, it's her bad luck to have married into such a family.
However, he wasn't entirely lying to the Sun family; they really were facing a bloody disaster, but he couldn't figure out where it would come from.
The sorcerer was lying on the bed snoring, clutching a small chest full of gold, when suddenly he felt a chill all over his body and a cold wind swept through the room. He woke up with a start.
Then he saw a fierce ghost in red floating at the head of his bed.
The sorcerer drew his peach wood sword from under his pillow and thrust it forward, saying, "You brat, you're asking for death."
Then he realized that this was not a little devil, but the ancestor of all devils.
Qi An gripped his peach wood sword, and ghostly flames ignited on his skeletal claws. The peach wood sword instantly turned to ash, and the ghostly flames spread to his body.
"ah……"
The sorcerer screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but found that the evil fire was burning even more fiercely.
At this moment, he finally recognized the ghost from the intact half of its face: "You...you are the young mistress of the Sun family?"
She actually transformed into a vengeful ghost and broke through his spell so quickly!
Qi An: "It's me. We meet again. Surprised? Unexpected?"
The sorcerer bit his fingertip and drew a talisman with his blood, then attacked Qi An.
Qi An waved his hand, causing the attack to backfire on himself: "Idiot, the fact that I was able to get out means your talisman is useless. Why don't you learn your lesson?"
The sorcerer screamed and cried as he was burned; this vengeful ghost was too powerful, and with his cultivation level, he was far from being a match for it.
"Spare me, I'll never dare to do it again. I've seen your face, you're destined to die. It's the Sun family who want to kill you, and if not me, then someone else."
Qi An said speechlessly, "If that's the case, you're going to die sooner or later anyway. It'll be either this way or that way, so you might as well die by my hand."
The sorcerer kowtowed: "I'll perform a ritual for you, I'll set up a memorial tablet for you, I... I'll kill the Sun family members for you, please, spare me."
Qi An smiled sinisterly: "No, I prefer to take revenge myself, just like now."
"You're always calculating this and that, but have you ever calculated when you'll die?"
The warlock had become a human torch, his screams carrying far and wide, yet he kept begging for mercy.
"Spare me, please, spare me..."
Qi An said to himself, "You can't figure it out, can you? I've figured it out, it's right now."
Another cluster of will-o'-the-wisps appeared, and the sorcerer was quickly reduced to charcoal, his soul snatched away by Qi An.
"Since you enjoy making people never be reincarnated, I'll grant your little wish."
Qi An began his on-site instruction: "If you want someone's soul to never be reincarnated, suppression is the worst possible solution. The best way is to make their soul scatter completely, that's the only way to be absolutely foolproof."
After saying that, Qi An clenched his fist and crushed the sorcerer's soul.
They will truly never be able to be reborn.
Qi An stepped on it, and the charcoal on the ground crumbled into powder, which was blown everywhere by the wind.
Qi An, dressed in a flowing red wedding gown, drifted out of the house, but halfway there, she turned back and took the gold with her.
"Fugui likes gold, so let's take it back to her."
The Sun family.
Sun Guangzong finally woke up. His mother sat by his bedside, excitedly putting her hands together and saying, "Thank Buddha and Bodhisattva, my son has finally woken up."
At the same time, she thought to herself, it seems that the master was right, that Liang Huanyu is a debt collector.
She was the nemesis of Emperor Guangzong; the moment she died, Emperor Guangzong immediately woke up.
Sun Guangzong was in excruciating pain in his lower body. His mother comforted him, saying, "It's alright, Guangzong. We'll treat it slowly. We'll get better eventually."
"Stop lying to me. You've been saying this for years. Am I better now?" Sun Guangzong said angrily.
Sun's mother wiped away her tears: "It's all my fault for not giving you a healthy body. It's all my fault."
"Guangzong, I don't ask for anything else. I'll be content as long as you can live well. Please don't make things difficult for yourself, Mother..."
"Alright."
Sun Guangzong interrupted her impatiently: "Where is Liang Huanyu? Why isn't she serving me? She dared to hurt me, I will make her pay the price."
Sun's mother murmured, "Why would I want to see her? I've just picked out a few pretty maids for you to serve you. You can do whatever you want with them, oh..."
Sun Guangzong slammed the medicine bowl over, coughing and yelling, "Cough cough, are you deaf? I'm asking about Liang Huanyu, cough cough, I, I want her to serve me."
“She…she’s dead,” said Sun’s mother.
"Dead?" Sun Guangzong stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "How did he die?"
"Died of illness."
"Bullshit, do you think I don't know if she's sick or not? I didn't die from it, how could she?"
Sun Guangzong's veins bulged: "Are you lying to me again? Where did Liang Huanyu go? Did you divorce her?"
Sun's mother dared not tell Sun Guangzong the truth. She suddenly realized that her eldest son might actually have some genuine feelings for that little bitch.
She wasn't sure what Guangzong would do if he found out what they had done to Liang Huanyu.
To be fair, Sun's mother loved her eldest son.
However, compared to the Sun family, her husband, and her youngest son, she would choose the former, because only the former could bring her glory.
Sun's mother hardened her heart and said, "She committed suicide because she didn't want to consummate her marriage with you, so she stabbed you. After you fell into a coma, she committed suicide."
"It's...because of me? Haha, it's all because of me?"
Sun Guangzong laughed loudly, tears streaming down his face, his emaciated body trembling slightly.
"Mother, is what you're saying true? Was she really driven to her death by me?"
Sun's mother was frightened by Sun Guangzong: "No, Guangzong, that's not how it is. She committed suicide on her own. It has nothing to do with you."
But Sun Guangzong wouldn't listen anymore. He cried and laughed at the same time, "Mother, why do you think she wants to die?"
"I clearly... I clearly only liked her, I didn't want her to die, I didn't want her to die."
"Why, why don't you all like me? You and Dad do, and she does too. You all like Sun Yaozu and treat me like a good-for-nothing. Haha, I'm a good-for-nothing, Mother."
"Everything that should have belonged to me has become Yaozu's. He is your pride, and I am your shame, haha."
Sun's mother was speechless when questioned, and could only shake her head and shed tears.
She wanted to say, "No, that's not how it is. You and Yaozu are both my sons, and I love you both," but she couldn't say it.
Because she favors her younger son, she sometimes complains that her older son is immature.
They complained that he couldn't bring honor to the family, and that he was always jealous of their youngest son, which annoyed them.
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