Chapter 525 Witchcraft 3
Ning Yan glanced at the dead old man and began searching the room. Finally, she found a box covered with incantations on the roof beam.
There was a lock on it, but Ning Yan took out a wire and pried it open in no time. She thanked her mother for teaching her this amazing skill!
Mother? A thoughtful look suddenly appeared in Ning Yan's eyes. Who was her mother?
Forget it, I don't want to think about it. She'll find out sooner or later anyway.
There was a book inside the box.
Witchcraft is divided into black witchcraft and white witchcraft.
White magic primarily involves blessings and prayers.
It usually involves curses and witchcraft.
Unfortunately, a few generations ago, a formidable figure emerged from the Ning family branch. He combined prayer and curses to create this deadly witchcraft book.
With that kind of brain, what couldn't you accomplish?
You could be the richest person in the world, right? If you make more money, your descendants won't lack money, will they?
Why would we need to exchange human lives for this?
Ning Yan flipped through the various curses page by page, and in the end, she actually found something good.
Our ancestors were truly remarkable!
He glanced at the two corpses on the ground, wiped the fingerprints off the dagger, then put on gloves and imitated the way the old lady had held the knife at the beginning, making her hold a dagger. He then placed the dagger in the old man's hand, made a suicide gesture, and re-inserted the dagger into his heart with perfect precision.
After doing all that, I turned and left.
Once she came out, she realized that the strange room was in the backyard of the Ning family mansion. The outer room was piled with firewood, and the room was usually locked, so no one would come in for no reason.
After leaving the backyard, Ning Yan did not go back to her room to rest, but instead took a walk around the village.
Wucun has only seventeen households in total.
The village is almost entirely populated by elderly people; the young people have all gone out to seek their fortunes.
These families lived close together, and I visited them all in less than an hour.
Let's start with witchcraft and end with witchcraft.
Harmful things have no reason to exist.
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The next morning, the family discovered that the old man and woman were missing.
The eldest uncle and the third uncle almost simultaneously remembered the small dark room where the old man had cast the spell.
The eldest uncle and third uncle sent the others away and secretly went into the secret room where the spell was being cast. When they saw their parents lying side by side on the altar, their first reaction was that their own father had actually sacrificed himself for the sake of the three brothers!
Because their youngest daughter was placed on the altar and died in this way.
But then I thought about it and something didn't seem right. The old man and woman didn't seem like they had enough of living. Besides, yesterday they even wanted the second son to sacrifice their daughter.
"It can't possibly have anything to do with that girl Ning Yan, can it?"
The two then shook their heads. "No way. If that girl knew about this, she'd be terrified. Why would she be so nonchalant and busy looking for someone?"
The two brothers thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so they simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, their own family had benefited from it, and the man was dead anyway, so why think so much?
They then began discussing what to do about their parents' funeral arrangements.
They couldn't say to outsiders that the elderly couple had sacrificed themselves, so they could only say they died of natural causes.
After discussing it, the two brothers secretly went back to the old couple's house, found their burial clothes, and it took the two brothers a lot of effort to change them. Only then did they carry them back to the house to prepare for the funeral.
Some villagers suspected the cause of their deaths, but their son didn't say anything, and even the clan chief didn't ask any questions. Three days later, the two old people were laid to rest.
After seeing off the villagers who had helped, Uncle San was in a hurry to return to the city. After all, he was a big boss with a lot of business to attend to, so he took off his mourning clothes that morning and made preparations to leave.
My uncle's shop has been closed for two days. He also wants to leave, but he has to host a banquet for the villagers who came to help that night, so he, as the eldest son, cannot leave.
"Second brother, is your whole family leaving too?"
"I just received a call that there's been a problem with the company's project, and I have to go back. I'll have to trouble my older brother to take care of things at home."
Ning's father offered an explanation and then left with his wife and daughter without looking back.
When they were young, their father asked them whoever was willing to stay with them in the countryside, and he would pass on his witchcraft to that person.
He refused to learn directly because he didn't want to.
Witchcraft sounds like something bad. If you don't learn it, you won't be misled by the benefits it brings.
Unfortunately, the eldest and third sons lacked talent and failed to master the skills.
The old man had no choice but to set his sights on the third generation.
However, the three grandsons, like their father, had no talent.
Thankfully, thankfully none of them succeeded in their studies, otherwise, he was truly afraid that his entire family would end up like his parents before they died!
When the original owner was a child, he often heard his father reminisce about the bitter past and appreciate the sweet present.
Perhaps because he was the middle of the three sons, the second son was more easily overlooked by his parents.
No matter how powerful the witchcraft, it can't make money fall from the sky. When the three brothers were young, their family wasn't well-off.
The eldest child is the apple of their parents' eye, the third child is their precious darling, and the one who does the work becomes Ning's dad, who is neither loved by his parents nor cared for by them, yet is extremely sensible.
They do laundry, feed the pigs, and also go up the mountain to dig for medicinal herbs to supplement their family income.
During holidays, he would go up the mountain alone to cut bamboo, then painstakingly drag it back to split into bamboo strips and weave them into various items to exchange for money.
When my eldest son was in junior high school, he would come home, lie down on the bed, and do nothing.
The third brother is younger than him and can't do it, so he's the only one who has to work hard.
The old man and woman never mistreated Ning's father, but good and bad are relative. When he worked hard to earn money, while his two brothers did nothing but get new clothes and chicken legs, Ning's father became distant from them.
Adding to the fact that the two elders wanted his only daughter to be sacrificed on the night they died, it's already a miracle he didn't hate them; his sadness and tears were all an act.
Because as soon as the funeral was over, Ning's father could leave immediately without any hesitation.
If even her own father doesn't care, then Ning Yan and her mother care even less.
It was already noon when we got back to the city, so the family of three went straight to have hot pot.
Ning's father is really good to his wife and daughter. No wonder Ning's mother, such a beautiful woman, rejected the rich second-generation suitor who was pursuing her back then because of Ning's father.
None of them like shrimp paste, but they love shrimp. So, Ning's dad would order two servings of shrimp. Once the shrimp were cooked, he would put on gloves and peel them for his wife. After his wife had eaten most of them, he would share them with their daughter.
Although she was ranked lower, Ning Yan was already very content. How many fathers would still be willing to peel shrimp for their eighteen-year-old children?
Ning's mother smiled and urged him, "You should eat too, the meat is getting tough."
"It's okay, I just love eating old food. My teeth are good, so my appetite is good. It tastes delicious, and I feel great..."
Ning's mother slapped him, "You're such a chatterbox."
He's definitely a chatterbox; Ning's dad is completely different in front of his wife than he is back in his hometown.
After being slapped by his wife, Ning's father immediately became obedient and shut his mouth to eat.
Ning Yan felt that this hot pot was much more delicious than the big table of dishes at her hometown.
Moreover, after the old man and woman left, Ning Yan felt that her father was much more relaxed.
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