At this moment, Qiu Sheng looked at the lotus flower with a cautious expression, as if the troupe leader had something stuck in his throat.
"Qiu Sheng!"
He was startled and terrified.
"What are you howling about? It's so noisy." Ma Hehua frowned. This almost scared her to death. It was really immoral to make such a noise in the middle of the night.
Heart-Piercing Ghost King: "……………………"
How dare you talk about others like that? It's the middle of the night, and you're still cursing at me nonstop!
Qiu Sheng wasn't stupid; he could tell that the three women who appeared were clearly different from the ghosts.
Which ghost would wear cotton-padded clothes in the middle of the night?
Do ghosts get cold? Obviously not.
"What do you want?" Qiu Sheng asked calmly.
run?
Are you kidding me? The Heart-Piercing Ghost King is kneeling on the ground! His strength is not even as good as the Heart-Piercing Ghost King's, so where could he possibly run to?
He might as well just lie down and wait to die; after all these years, he was exhausted.
"Pear Blossom, pack him up and keep him safe. We'll exchange him for something better with Old Hei later," Ma Linghua said calmly.
Qiu Sheng couldn't figure out what they wanted to do, but when he saw a girl come out, open a bag, and look expectant, his heart started pounding.
The dark, gaping bag seemed to contain some kind of ferocious beast. He swallowed hard. "What...what's this for?"
"What are you dawdling for! Hurry up and get in." Ma Hehua's rough voice was full of impatience.
The Ghost Master panicked and immediately knelt on the ground, pleading with the three members of the Ma family.
“Three masters, Qiu Sheng had no intention of offending you. Please be merciful and let Qiu Sheng go. I am willing to take Qiu Sheng’s place and crawl into the bag.”
“Teacher…”
"No, Master..."
"Yes! Our troupe leader, we can't do without you."
There were no ghost actors in painted portraits behind him.
"What can someone like you get in exchange? Don't hold us back, it'll take us time to get back!" Ma Hehua wasn't very happy.
"Master, let's go back! I think it's time for me to leave too." His eyes were full of vicissitudes and loneliness, and his face was filled with an indescribable regret.
Then he closed his eyes and crawled into Ma Lihua's bag. When he opened his eyes, there was nothing but darkness. This place was a space, as dark as a cave, but very spacious.
"Qiusheng..."
The old troupe leader let out a panicked cry. At that moment, the ghosts in the troupe quickly chased away the ghost troupe. Without the troupe leader, they would lose their jobs, so the troupe leader could not be allowed to get into trouble.
Ghost Master: "……………………"
My son is gone, and all you're thinking about is what to do if I lose my job?
"Mother, what should we do with this dirty thing?" Ma Hehua asked.
"What am I going to do? You haven't forgotten, have you? Do I have to teach you again? You're getting worse and worse." Ma Linghua's temper was about to flare up. You don't even know the procedure for catching ghosts? It seems like it's time to give you a good talking to.
Ma Hehua's skin tightened. "No! Mother, I know, I'll take care of it right away. Please don't get angry! Getting angry makes you age faster, you should laugh more."
Ma Linghua was stunned. "This...this can't be, right?"
"Yes, that's absolutely possible! Mother, you and your daughter stand back a bit, I'm about to begin the ritual."
"Okay, do a good job!" As soon as he finished speaking, he and Pear Blossom hid far away.
Ma Hehua's face immediately turned mad, and she laughed in a very perverse way. Then her entire aura changed, and it felt like a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses were faintly spreading around her. A chilling feeling swept over every bone of the Heart-Piercing Ghost King.
She exuded a suffocating aura of terror.
The laughter shattered the silence of the night; it was a perverse, chilling laugh. "Hahahaha, little darling, I'm here!" Her voice was shrill and piercing, like the voice of a demon from the depths of hell.
Ma Hehua's face was twisted with a crazed expression, her eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, and her bloodshot eyes gleamed with madness and greed.
Her lips parted, revealing a set of bright white teeth; the smile sent chills down one's spine.
She walked with unsteady and hurried steps toward the suppressed Heart-Piercing Demon King.
Every step was driven by an impatient madness, as if a bloody feast was about to begin.
She gripped the heavy broadsword tightly in her hand, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light.
The blade was broad and heavy, without a trace of old bloodstains or dark dirt. It gleamed frighteningly brightly, sending chills down one's spine.
Ma Hehua stopped in front of the Heart-Piercing Ghost King.
She was panting heavily, her breathing rapid and erratic, her chest heaving violently.
The Heart-Piercing Ghost King stared in terror, his eyes blazing with anger, resentment, and fear. However, he was firmly suppressed and unable to move an inch.
Ma Hehua's smile grew increasingly ferocious. She raised her broadsword high, the muscles in her arm taut, veins bulging. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the surrounding air seemed to grow heavy.
Then, without hesitation, she stabbed the Heart-Piercing Demon King in the chest.
In that instant, a flash of light appeared, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound. The blade scraped against the air, producing a piercing whistle.
The sharp tip of the knife pierced through the Ghost King's clothes in an instant, touching his skin.
With a soft "thud," the broadsword plunged deep into the Ghost King's heart.
A spurt of black blood gushed out, splattering on Ma Hehua's face and body, but she didn't care at all, instead laughing wildly with even greater excitement.
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