Aunt Zhao's appearance suddenly began to change.
Just moments ago, her delicate, pale face, with a touch of pitiful charm, suddenly became swollen, turning deathly white like a steamed bun soaking in water, with even her skin stretched to the point of bursting.
Rotten, foul-smelling green liquid dripped from the cracks, and her clothes were completely soaked and clung to her much swollen body.
"My lord! My child is also your flesh and blood. Why don't you protect my child properly? Now you are protecting this woman's child. Since that's the case, since you have chosen them over my children, then you shall die with them!"
"I'm going to kill you all! You've wronged me...you're the ones who killed my child!"
Aunt Zhao became increasingly deranged, her face splitting into pieces. This horrifying appearance frightened several maids who had already been too weak to run away, causing them to faint instantly.
As the eerie atmosphere in the room grew increasingly heavy, Lin Wanyue pulled out a talisman glowing with purple light from her bosom and said solemnly, "Young Master, quickly give this to your sister!"
Aunt Zhao has decided to take action, and the one with the weakest breath among them is Miss Liu, who has been running a fever for several days. If things go wrong, Miss Liu is the one most likely to suffer.
"Oh, oh..." Young Master Liu had no time to care about his mother or whether she was carrying a younger brother or sister. He jumped up and down, took the talisman water from the maid, and poured it down his sister's throat.
At the same time, Lin Weiming, who had been blocked at the door by the Liu family's servants, also sensed that something was wrong.
Hearing the rumors of ghosts and monsters, the gatekeepers didn't dare to stop him and let him barge into their young mistress's boudoir.
"Wanwan? Are you alright... What happened here?" Lin Weiming rushed in and found several people lying on the ground, with a chilling wind blowing in.
The remaining people had no time to pay him any attention.
Even Lin Wanyue's face was tense, her large, clear eyes fixed on Aunt Zhao's ghost, looking both cute and fierce:
"Aunt Zhao, I sympathize with you, but what's past is past. There's no use dwelling on it now. But if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them. Otherwise, I'll just have to make sure your soul is scattered to the winds!"
Aunt Zhao hadn't paid any attention to this unfamiliar little girl before, but now, seeing the talisman in her hand emitting a light that made even ghosts tremble, she remained fearless.
"My wish? Hmph, my wish is for the entire Liu family to die, for every single one of them to die! If I die, if my child dies, they must die too. I want them all to die with me! My child cannot live, so why should her child live? I want all her children to die."
As Aunt Zhao's voice grew increasingly shrill, the yin energy and malevolent aura emanating from her exploded with a 'bang,' like a massive gust of yin wind pushing everyone back a step.
"..." Lin Wanyue's gaze grew increasingly cold.
Aunt Zhao's resentment was a hundred times stronger than Little Pink Butterfly's!
She was already mentally confused and restless before she died. At that time, she was already trapped in an obsession, and after her death, this obsession became even stronger.
"Feng'er!" Master Liu knelt down with a thud. "I beg you, for the sake of our past love, if you want me to stay with you, then I'll die with you... But please spare the lives of my three children. I'm willing to pay with my life. If you want to kill, then kill me, but please spare the others, okay?"
"Father!" Young Master Liu was greatly shocked.
His father was shrewd and calculating, and had amassed a huge fortune, but all of this was nothing special in the eyes of Young Master Liu.
Only when he heard that Master Liu was willing to risk his life to protect him did Young Master Liu realize his father's deep love and care.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! I'm going to kill you all! Everyone die!" Aunt Zhao seemed not to have heard Master Liu's words, or perhaps even if she had, she didn't care.
In any case, everyone in the Liu family is going to die at her hands!
As the ghostly energy around Aunt Zhao condensed, her power grew stronger, and a black whirlwind of ghostly energy surrounded her, making her appearance even more terrifying.
Lin Wanyue frowned and cursed inwardly, "If she doesn't howl, she'll turn into a ghost demon!"
"Hahaha! You little brat, you do have some sense." Aunt Zhao laughed loudly, her ghostly claws reaching out to grab Lin Wanyue.
She could already tell that the only one among these people who could possibly pose a threat was probably three-year-old Lin Wanyue, the little sprout.
Aunt Zhao was educated and knew the saying, "To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first."
She made the first move against Lin Wanyue.
"Stop! Don't touch my daughter!" Lin Weiming saw that this devil dared to attack his daughter. He had no weapon, so he clenched his fist and punched Aunt Zhao.
However, his fist passed right through Aunt Zhao's body without causing her any harm.
"?" Lin Weiming was anxious.
He had promised his mother, Liu Junlan, that he would bring his daughter back safely. But hitting a person is easy, but... how do you hit a ghost?
"Father, spit!" Lin Wanyue shouted.
Lin Weiming spat on Aunt Zhao's face.
This time, the filthy spittle really hurt Aunt Zhao.
"Ah... you filthy man, I'll kill you!" Aunt Zhao was so enraged by the spit that she roared even louder, her eyes turning red as she lunged at Lin Weiming.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Wanyue stuck the purple talisman in her hand onto Aunt Zhao's leg.
Aunt Zhao's sharp claws almost pierced Lin Weiming's eyes.
"Ahhh!" Aunt Zhao's ghost let out a soul-piercing scream. The intense pain made her involuntarily retract her claws, and her entire large and wet body curled up into a ball.
She looked back at the purple talisman on her leg, which was emitting a clear and auspicious light.
The golden light pierced her ghostly body, leaving her defenseless. Like a balloon punctured by a needle, she burst with a sharp sound and turned into a cloud of black smoke, dissipating in the wind.
The Liu family members looked around in a panic, fearing that Aunt Zhao's ghost might still be hiding somewhere else.
"Daddy..." Lin Wanyue quickly ran to see her father with her short legs, "Aren't you alright?"
Lin Weiming patted his chest, panting heavily: "It's nothing, it's just that I was scared to death... I couldn't hit her, so how could she hit me? That's not fair!"
Lin Wanyue: "Are you really going to try to reason with a ghost?"
Lin Weiming: "..."
That makes sense!
"Um... that," Young Master Liu asked cautiously, "Little Immortal, is the ghost really gone? It won't come back, will it?"
"Huangxin~ No way!" Lin Wanyue patted her chest and said, "The Purple Gold Talisman is very powerful!"
She spent a fortune to acquire this item in her past life.
I probably couldn't hire someone like that even if I spent money.
"That's good, that's good..." Zhu was finally relieved to hear this, but then she fell backward and everything went black.
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