His face was covered with dense black spots, and terrifying patterns covered his entire body, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell!
The villagers were so frightened that they backed away, crying out, "A ghost! That's not a god, that's a ghost!"
The village chief also became suspicious.
How could a god be so ugly?
"Ugh—"
As soon as the stone statue shattered, the spiritual power she had sealed inside instantly spilled out and dispersed into the air!
"No, no, my spirit face, no!"
Lan Cuoyou screamed in agony, reaching out to grab it.
But when he reached out, he grasped at nothing!
Once spiritual energy disperses, it cannot be reconstituted, and given her soul form, she simply doesn't have that ability.
"You did this on purpose—"
She finally realized she'd been tricked!
"All the spiritual power I've accumulated over the years has vanished. Today, you must die!"
She stretched out her long, black claws, aiming straight for Yan Miao's face, and opened her mouth to bite her neck!
At the critical moment, a handful of fragrant medicinal powder was thrown into the air. Yan Miao used her special ability to condense it, causing it to fall all over Xingcuoyou.
"hiss--"
"Ahhhh—"
The person on the other end immediately let out a painful howl.
His soul was being slowly eroded. "You bitch, what have you done to me?!"
"I haven't been able to figure out a way to deal with you. Because we are both owners of the Merit Mall, I can't investigate your gossip, which means I can't know your past or find your weaknesses."
"But I know you're definitely not a good person!"
“Your words are full of flaws, Xingcuo You… You are too hasty.”
"You are probably the man-eating monster in the Stone Clan Village. I just didn't expect that after being imprisoned for decades, the villagers would still do things according to your wishes."
In front of everyone, Yan Miao analyzed, "When we were in the secret realm, I noticed that you couldn't get close to those spiritual flowers and herbs, so I kept that in mind and ground them into powder and sprinkled them on you. It really worked!"
"The person who imprisoned your soul there must also be trying to torture you!"
Even in the form of a soul, things get tired!
The body cannot touch the ground or anything; it can only float in the air.
Day after day, year after year, they endured the extreme pain and loneliness!
At the same time, there is also mental fatigue...
Yan Miao wanted to give a thumbs up; the person who came up with this idea was truly a genius!
Hearing this, Lan Cuoyou felt even more hatred. Her eyes bloodshot, she prepared to fight to the death—
Another handful of medicinal powder was sprinkled down from ahead!
"Stop! Ah, stop right now!"
She no longer has a chance to struggle.
The cries grew increasingly pitiful, and the villagers suddenly snapped out of their daze, staring blankly at their own hands.
It seemed as if drops of blood were seeping out, and then—
More and more!
They're getting more and more popular!
It even stained his clothes red!
"There's blood everywhere! Daddy, waah, I'm scared!"
"Ah, husband, you're covered in blood too!"
Some of the more timid ones even knelt on the ground, clutching their heads and gasping for breath.
...
"My God, what have we done all these years? We've actually been aiding and abetting evil, watching so many people get killed!"
"How could this be? That wasn't my idea at all..."
The hallucinations hadn't faded, and the villagers were all crying.
They are all repenting for their actions!
"What...what's going on? They seem like completely different people!"
Yan Zhao was completely baffled by the villagers who had suddenly gained emotions and feelings.
Yan Miaosheng produced a transparent vine with seven-colored light flowing inside, and that vine could actually touch the soul!
Lan Cuoyou was bound tightly to the ground, unable to move!
One could even clearly sense that her soul was growing weaker and weaker...
"You have committed countless evils; you should have been exterminated long ago!"
"Grandma, I don't believe it! I still have a handful of medicinal herbs. I can sprinkle them on you a dozen times a day. You can still hold on!"
Yan Miao felt angry for the dead.
"Brother, it's a talisman!"
"She used spells to bewitch the villagers, making them numb and apathetic like walking corpses, only obediently listening to her and doing things according to her wishes."
Yan Miao hadn't finished speaking.
"bite--"
"bite--"
"bite--"
"bite--"
"bite--"
"bite--"
News about the Merit Mall came in like a bomb going off, one after another.
It quickly reached 99+!
Upon clicking in, I was instantly overwhelmed by this enormous surprise!
Wow!
More than 30,000 merits!
This is like stirring up trouble in the mall's heart!
I'd be willing to die just to buy from this online store!
Merit Mall:........
"You helped 86 villagers regain consciousness, saving their minds and bodies, and avenged those who died unjustly. That's why you're being rewarded with so much merit all at once!"
"You deserve all of this!"
This system is awful!
It always fails at crucial moments. This is the first time Yan Miao has ever felt that the voice of the mall is so pleasant to hear.
"Thank you, Mall!"
Yan Miao expressed her heartfelt gratitude.
Thirty thousand merits!
Even a coin could kill her!
Great! With these, we can exchange them for medicine to cure Xiaoqi's brain injury and restore Mom's memory!
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