The man clearly said that only he and the master could control the little ghost, and he did not say that there would be any problems if the little ghost's body was touched.
So what did that yellow-haired girl do just now? Is her ability even more powerful than that master?
"Use the soul bell!" Old Mrs. Zheng said insidiously. Her high and withered cheekbones and deep wrinkles made her look like a vicious witch.
Yes, in special circumstances, if the little ghost is disobedient, you can use the soul bell to make his ghost suffer whipping-like pain, thereby achieving the effect of the command.
Since he started to command the little ghost, Zheng Fu had never used the soul bell, so he almost forgot about this killer move.
He immediately took out the soul bell from his arms and started shaking it clangingly. However, the thing in his sleeve did not calm down or seem to be in more pain.
"It's so dark, I'm scared, let me out, let me out..." Suddenly, a frightened child's cry came from the sleeve.
"Yang'er? Zheng Fu, let me go, Yang'er!" Zheng Yuan's eyes widened as he dragged his injured leg and crawled towards Zheng Fu.
"Yuan'er, what happened?" Old Master Zheng couldn't understand what was going on between the two parties.
"Dad, you saw it too. They cut my Yang'er into pieces, trapped his soul, and used his blood to raise a ghost. He worked like a slave for them, committing murder.
Dad, Yang'er didn't fall into the water accidentally, he was pushed in by Zheng Fu. I saw him escape from the corner gate with my own eyes.
Not only did he kill Yang'er, he also dug my buried child out of the grave, cut him into pieces, sealed him in a jar, and regularly irrigated him with blood to create a little ghost, making it impossible for my child to be reincarnated.
Think about it, why has Zheng Fu been so lucky these years? It's actually Yang'er's soul that is cheating for him and harming his opponents.
But the final retribution will fall on Yang'er. Zheng Fu has such a cruel heart, he is worse than pigs and dogs.
I've been avoiding him and giving in to him everywhere, isn't that enough? Why are you trying to harm my child?
Dad, you shouldn’t have given birth to me…” His birth was a mistake.
"You're stupid! It's because you're too weak to protect anything. What does your birth have to do with it?"
The snake demon helped Zheng Yuan up, and was so disappointed with him that he raised his hand and slapped Zheng Yuan on the head.
What are you thinking? Of course it's someone else's fault, but it's also true that he's weak. How can a man be a weakling? Damn!
"Yes, it's all my fault. I couldn't protect the child. Now, I want to avenge my child!"
Zheng Yuan's eyes flushed red, and he wished he could bite off Zheng Fu's flesh, "Let my son go."
"Zheng Fu! How could you do such evil things? Did your mother teach you?
Stupid thing, it's over! Did you know that little ghosts are actually raised with your lifespan? You won't live much longer, so what's the point of fighting for so many things?
And that's your nephew, how could you attack your own family? Zheng Yang is the Zheng family's greatest hope!"
This son is just as short-sighted as his mother. Everything he does is not for the Zheng family or for the future.
Old man Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.
"Old man!" The people around him caught the man tremblingly and helped him up.
Zheng Fu panicked when he heard what Old Man Zheng said. "Mom? The soul bell is no longer working. And, why didn't you tell me that raising a ghost will shorten your lifespan?"
"Bah! Don't listen to your father's nonsense. There are so many rich families who keep little ghosts, but why don't you see them die young?" Old Mrs. Zheng looked disdainful.
But she was panicked in her heart. She really didn't know that raising a ghost would shorten her life, and the master didn't say that either.
However, looking at those who have experienced this, they all really don’t live past fifty.
But isn't fifty years enough? Would you rather live in wealth for fifty years or live in poverty for a hundred?
Even a fool would know to choose the latter. After all, the son has already given birth to a grandson, and the Zheng family will still be controlled by their lineage in the future. If that doesn't work, then all the wealth will belong to the Qian family.
Don't even think about Zheng Yuan, that little bastard. When Old Lady Zheng saw him, she had already made the worst plan in her mind.
After hearing what Old Lady Zheng said, Zheng Fu calmed down a bit. "Then what should we do with this little ghost? He doesn't listen to me, and the soul bell is useless. Should I let him go?"
Not only Zheng Fu, but even Old Lady Zheng was unwilling to give up. They had raised the little ghost for ten years and spent countless money. Of course, the little ghost also brought countless benefits, so how could they give up easily?
Zheng Yuan over there was watching them closely. Although he was not to be feared, those strangers were not as young and incompetent as they were.
This is the most troublesome thing.
Old Mrs. Zheng hardened her heart and said, "Fu'er, it's time to use your trump card."
Zheng Fu also thought so. The master at the time said that if the little ghost got out of control, they would use their trump card and trigger the talisman to turn the little ghost into a puppet with no emotions or intelligence at all, with even stronger magic power and obeying the master's orders completely.
However, such little ghosts are slower to react, and they also need to be fed with more offerings.
You have to know that the little ghost eats the blood of living people, and a part of it must be the owner's heart blood.
Therefore, if it was not necessary, Zheng Fu would not have gone to the end and injured himself, as that would have meant hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred.
But now, with this group of mysterious people standing behind Zheng Yuan, Zheng Fu has no choice.
They must make the little ghost strong enough to deal with those people and obey the master's orders 100%.
"Then mother, I'm going." After Zheng Yuan said that, he took out a small red sharp dagger and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation.
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