When the village chief's wife heard the words "soul-to-be-destroyed", her face changed drastically. She immediately retracted her hand that was half extended and could only cover her mouth and cry in pain.
Village Chief Zhu looked at Zhang Meng anxiously, "Comrade Zhang, what on earth is going on? My daughter, how did she become like this?"
Zhang Meng's face darkened. "You should ask your daughter about this yourself!"
Village Chief Zhu immediately turned to his daughter, Zhu Xiaojing, and said, "Xiaojing, tell me what's going on. How did you become like this?"
Zhu Xiaojing endured the pain of her unstable soul and gritted her teeth, "Dad, that He Bo is a fake He Bo. It's a demon that lives at the bottom of the river. Dad, all the girls we sent there were eaten by it. Dad, listen to me, don't send any more girls to that monster, don't send any more lives there, okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Xiaojing hugged her arm and screamed in pain.
"Daughter. What's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother." The village chief's wife looked at her distressed daughter anxiously. She really wanted to rush forward and hug her, but when she thought of the four words "soul-torn to pieces", she was so scared that she couldn't move forward.
Zhu Xiaojing's forehead was dripping with water. She bit her lip and said, "Dad, you must listen to Master Zhang. She is the only one who can help us. You must remember that your daughter is leaving."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhu Xiaojing's vague ghost figure disappeared in the main room.
The village chief's wife looked at the water flowing down her daughter's body, squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
"My Jing'er, my Jing'er, why are you so miserable, my Jing'er."
Village Chief Zhu secretly turned around and wiped his eyes. When he turned back, his eyes were even redder. With a nasal tone, he asked firmly, "Comrade Zhang, tell me, how can we cooperate with you to kill that monster?"
Zhang Meng immediately repeated the method he had explained at Zhu's house.
Village Chief Zhu pondered for a moment and quickly nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say. But Comrade Zhang, you have to be careful. I heard from Jing'er that the monster seems to be very powerful."
Zhang Meng smiled coldly, "It's better to be strong. It's more fun to fight like this."
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