Song Jiao sneered, unconcerned about the weasel's threat. At that moment, a chilling aura attacked from behind, and a massive black claw slashed towards her with a piercing sound.
Song Jiao dodged the fatal blow as nimbly as a ghost.
The ghost behind him followed closely, as if driven by endless resentment, and pounced on the innocent little boy's body again.
However, at this critical moment, a cold light flashed in Song Jiao's eyes. She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the ghost's entity. She threw it with force, and the ghost disappeared without a trace in an instant like smoke blown away by the wind.
"It's really something." Song Jiao clapped her hands. The weasel had already hidden itself.
She was too lazy to pursue the matter.
The original owner, Li Yan, was the eldest daughter of the rural Li family. Her life was as calm and peaceful as a stream.
However, ever since that night when his younger brother Li Xiang encountered the weasel, the family has been shrouded in an indelible haze.
"Yan'er, you have to be careful tonight. Xiang'er..." Her mother's worried words were still echoing in her ears, but Li Yan was already in deep confusion.
In the middle of the night, she was sound asleep when she suddenly felt an inexplicable force driving her body. Like a puppet, she involuntarily walked towards the familiar yet unfamiliar stream. The icy water instantly drowned her, and the pain of suffocation made her struggle in despair until her consciousness gradually faded...
However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in her familiar home as a ghost. She was filled with fear and confusion, but could only watch in silence as her family members fell into the same fate.
"Yan'er, you...you are back?" Her father looked at her in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.
Li Yan was speechless and just shook her head silently. The fear and helplessness in her heart surged like a tide.
She began to realize that there seemed to be an unspeakable evil force hidden behind all this.
In the following days, people in the village also suffered misfortunes one after another.
Whenever night falls, Li Yan will see those familiar figures, wrapped in black fog, walking towards death one by one.
Her heart was broken, but she was powerless to stop it from happening.
"Why? Why did it turn out like this?" Li Yan shouted in her heart, but no one responded.
I could only watch my entire family die.
The original owner's wish: to keep the whole family alive.
Song Jiao raised her eyes indifferently, her cold gaze seeming to penetrate all the fog. According to the established plot trajectory, today was the day when the original owner would die.
However, her arrival was like a sudden thunder, interrupting the conspiracy hidden in the dark.
Injured by Merit, that guy is unlikely to show up again in the short term.
Song Jiao curled her lips into a sneer. She was very curious about who was behind this.
The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, Li Xiang was carried home by his family.
However, at this moment, he seemed to have lost all his vitality. He was like a wooden chicken, with empty eyes. He just sat there quietly, without any reaction to anything around him.
Li's mother was the first to notice Li Xiang's abnormality. She quickly walked to her son, waved her hand anxiously, and called out a few words softly.
However, no matter how hard she tried, Li Xiang seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and did not respond at all.
"Father of the child, please come and take a look!" There was a tremor in Li's mother's voice, and the uneasiness in her heart surged like a tide.
Li's father rushed over upon hearing the noise. He stared into Li Xiang's empty eyes, and a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in his heart. "Li Xiang..." He called softly, trying to wake his son, but to his dismay, Li Xiang still didn't respond at all.
"This...what's going on?" Father Li's eyes were filled with worry and confusion. "When did you find out he became like this?"
"Just now, I felt something was wrong, so I called you." Mother Li's voice was choked with sobs. She held Li Xiang's hand tightly, as if she was afraid he would suddenly disappear. "Do you think the child has been possessed by an evil spirit?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Li frowned and after a moment of silence, he slowly nodded.
"It's possible..." His voice was low and heavy, as if every word carried endless worry.
"Then I'll go find Grandma Ma to take a look!" Mother Li suddenly seemed to think of something. She stood up abruptly, turned around and ran out in a hurry.
Song Jiao's tiny body looked no more than eight years old. She walked into the courtyard with light steps, her clear eyes seeming to be able to see through the mysteries of all things in the world.
She looked around, frowned slightly, and thought to herself: This feng shui layout is full of yin energy, and the tendency to gather yin is too obvious!
What is even more surprising is that there is a faint sign of longevity in this courtyard.
Song Jiao muttered to herself, according to the original owner's family background, it seems that no one lives a long life?
It would be strange if there was no trick involved.
Just as she was concentrating on observing, not far away, Li's mother slowly returned, supporting an elderly man.
The old man just glanced at the courtyard, his face turned pale in an instant, and he turned around and left.
"Sister, I really can't do anything about your family's situation!" Grandma Ma's voice was filled with helplessness and fear. "The implications behind this are too great. You need to find a more powerful figure to take a look! I suggest you go to the Xishan Taoist Temple and find Taoist Master Wang!"
After saying this, Grandma Ma wanted to leave in a hurry, obviously frightened by the strange atmosphere in the courtyard.
Upon seeing this, Mother Li hurried forward a few steps, holding Grandma Ma's hand tightly with both hands, her eyes full of pleading: "Grandma Ma, can't you really help me? We really have no other choice!"
Granny Ma sighed and shook her head gently, her face full of helplessness and apology: "Sister, it's not that I don't want to help, but your family's matter is really too big, I'm afraid I can't handle it!"
At this critical moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit, as if it could penetrate the bones of a person, making people shiver uncontrollably. However, Song Jiao simply raised her eyes slightly, and the cold wind seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, and it stopped instantly, no longer raging.
Mother Li was completely bewildered, her eyes filled with anxiety and panic. She caught sight of Song Jiao still standing outside the door, horrified. She hurried over, gripping Song Jiao's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said urgently, "Xiaoyan, get in! It's too dangerous outside! This isn't the place for you!"
Song Jiao was pushed by Li's mother and staggered into the house.
As soon as she entered the door, she frowned. An indescribable smell of decay hit her nose, making her feel sick.
Following the smell, I walked towards the southwest corner.
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