Chapter 104: Died 20 years ago, violating destiny and karma
"Cuckoo!"
Xiaoman flew out of her arms, flapping its wings and pecking at the black loach fiercely.
He swallowed the half-broken tail in one gulp, instantly angering the old shaman woman.
"Xiaojun!" She rushed over like crazy, protecting the black loach that had only half of its body left.
She turned her head to look at Meng Fuling at the door, her eyes bloodshot: "It's you!"
"Mom, I, I'm in so much pain!" The black loach that lost half of its body struggled and soon died motionless.
The big head drooped and the face disappeared, and the loach's body also dried up and deformed.
"Son, my son!" She cried hysterically while holding the half body.
That thing is not a human being at all. It is a monster transformed by witchcraft. It has defiled and killed so many women and deserves to die.
For so long the old woman has been carefully protecting it, just waiting for the last girl to complete her son so that he can be resurrected.
Unexpectedly, she was beaten to death. The old woman roared with spiritual power emanating from her body: "Who are you?"
Meng Fuling scolded coldly: "I am Meng Po from the underworld, in charge of life and death in the world. You use shamanic witchcraft to sacrifice, trying to resurrect the dead, and sacrifice the life of a young girl. This goes against the will of heaven."
The old woman opened her eyes wide, and finally came to her senses: "Why won't you let my child go? The people from the underworld even chased here."
But even if they knew Meng Fuling's identity, it was too late, because her idiot son was already dead.
She exuded a dark and murderous aura: "You, the ghost messenger, killed my son. I will make you pay with your life!"
Meng Fuling watched her rush over and said, "You are so stubborn! You have committed so many sins that even if you die a hundred times, it won't atone for them."
He quickly formed seals with his hands: "Wandering souls, where can they remain? The three souls have already been taken away, the seven spirits have been dispersed, and the puppets have been broken and killed!"
The old woman was knocked to the ground. Even though she was a wizard, she was no match for Meng Fuling.
A powerful force was about to burn her, and the old woman slapped the flames on her body like crazy.
The wailing sound echoed, making people step back. Meng Fuling walked up to her and asked, "Tell me, how many people have you killed?"
"Three years ago, did you catch a girl who was over three years old?"
The old woman roared, "I don't know what you are talking about. I have never left this village."
Nannan clearly smelled the scent of death. Could it be that she was not the one who killed Nannan?
She wailed in pain, but her eyes were fixed on the dead loach: "My Xiaojun."
Even when death was imminent, he was still thinking about that hideous monster: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'd like to see it for myself!"
Meng Fuling placed her finger on the old woman's forehead, and her memory instantly began to clear.
There were ugly and hideous totems painted on the walls of the house. Two sleeping babies, a boy and a girl, were lying in a bloody cradle. They were already dead.
"Lanlan, Xiaojun." The old woman next to him, who was over fifty years old, cried heartbrokenly: "I will not let you die."
The old woman's name was Zuo Aming. She inherited the spiritual power of a shaman, but she gave birth to two children when she was over fifty years old.
Children who were less than six months old died unexpectedly, and their souls had already left their bodies.
She used magic to trap the child in the body, and she would use any evil witchcraft to save her child's life.
At this time, a sound was heard outside, and the old woman nervously hugged the bodies of the two children.
"Don't be afraid, Mom is here, no one can take you away."
He turned around and ran on the road, with two soul ferrymen chasing after him to demand his life.
Finally she hid in a small village, and the old woman rushed into the village with her child in her arms.
In order to avoid the ghost carrying the child's soul, she sealed off the entire village with a barrier.
The ghost messenger who couldn't find anyone finally left, and the villagers took her in out of pity for them.
Zuo Aming turned against his friend and built the Changshengtian Temple in the village, offering sacrifices to the lives of the girls in the village. Finally, the two children came back to life.
But because he was worried that the ghost would find out that the life was stolen, he never left the village in the past twenty years.
Until last year, his son was disobedient and ran out to defile a woman who was visiting the city. He was beaten to death by the girl's family.
Zuo Aming went completely crazy. She brought her son's body back to the village and buried it under Changshengtian.
A young girl was captured for sacrifice to please Xiaojun, but what came out of the ground was not a living person but a black loach.
They are people who have gone against fate, and to be resurrected again they need the pure souls of 99 girls.
From then on, Zuo Aming, a family of three, captured beautiful women and used them for sacrifice after his son enjoyed them every day.
After his death, his body was thrown to his daughter and thrown into a pond to feed the loaches and provide food for the puppet.
Many women died within this year, and the 99th woman was about to resurrect her son.
However, after Xiaojun turned into a loach, his lustful nature remained unchanged, and he often secretly used puppets to capture beautiful women outside.
In the end, he set his sights on the mature and sexy Bai Ting, but he didn't expect to attract Meng Fuling and she died here.
Fans in the live broadcast room started flooding the screen with curses.
[This is terrifying. With so many women missing, aren't the police investigating?]
[Didn't you see she used a barrier? Dark magic kills people. Those who violate the rules will eventually die.]
[Karma is a cycle of karma, so please don't hesitate to kill them. Avenge the dead souls.]
[Don't leave behind either this ugly, black-hearted old witch or her lustful, perverted monster son.]
[I've already called the police and sent them a screenshot of the video. These guys must pay with their lives.]
Meng Fuling withdrew her hand. She never thought that Zuo Aming would kill so many people for his own selfish desires.
Zuo Aming is still struggling and still wants to use Meng Fuling as a sacrifice.
"My son is dead, and you can't live either!" She roared and broke free from the restraints with great strength.
Meng Fuling's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and her body was enveloped by fiery power.
A red mark gradually appeared on his forehead: "Who do you think you are? How dare you attack me?"
With a wave of her hand she cried out, "Souls are scattered!"
Zuo Aming's pupils dilated instantly, and he knelt on the ground, motionless.
A black object overflowed from her body and instantly turned into mist and disappeared.
Meng Fuling's body seemed to be out of control, so hot that her blood was boiling.
She looked at her hands. She had had the same feeling when she dealt with the dragon before.
"Sister Fuling!" Nannan was directly bounced away by her power.
Soon her hair color began to turn crimson, and with her long red hair she seemed like a completely different person.
Many images flashed through Meng Fuling's mind, and she found herself riding on a giant black dragon.
A blurry tall figure stood in front of him, with long black hair like a waterfall. Who was this man?
Could these be memories of her past life? She opened her eyes wide and reached out to touch them, and the energy in her body began to become uncontrollable.
"My head hurts!" She covered her head. What on earth did she just see?
"Gugugugu!" Xiaoman was shocked by the powerful breath and passed out.
Even Qin Muchen and Li Jingyan, who were standing next to them, were suffocated by the airflow.
"Fuling, what happened to him?" Li Jingyan tightly grasped the door frame: "What a strong force."
"Hurry up and save Sister Fuling!" Nannan fought with her last consciousness: "Her spiritual power is out of control. If she continues, she will die."
Meng Fuling suddenly lost control, her consciousness became confused and she could not perceive the outside world.
"Fuling!" Suddenly a familiar voice came, and a tall figure hugged her: "Calm down."
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