A hundred years ago, she was the most humble and pitiful sacrifice in the Li family. Today, she is a taboo that cannot even be mentioned in the Li family.
Liu Wan, who was wearing school uniform, lay on Xi Yu's shoulder, her pale and beautiful face twisted with hatred and pain, and countless black hair flew like a waterfall towards the Li family who were stunned on the spot, instantly piercing them into sieves.
The head of the Li family, who finally appeared like a living person, turned into countless pieces of flesh in the blink of an eye. The gorgeous hairpins on Mrs. Li's head were scattered on the ground, turning into ugly white bones.
Back then, Zheng Jiguang, who had somehow left the mansion and had been evading for many years, tried to take advantage of the opportunity to escape. However, before he could even cross the threshold, he was stabbed by black hair. His papery limbs struggled and waved, and he clawed at the threshold, but he was still miserable. He was dragged back screaming.
Liu Wan was like a curious and playful child who had finally found a novel toy. Sometimes she twisted her black hair into a bunch and grabbed Zheng Jiguang's neck, pinching him and lifting it up. Sometimes she twisted his fingers and looked at the paper. The severed limbs were scattered on the ground like building blocks, and he laughed out loud with pure satisfaction.
Different from her cruel actions, Liu Wan cherished the school uniform that Xi Yu put on her very much. She did not want to get any blood or dirt on her body. Zheng Jiguang and the Li family were dragged far away by her black hair. , those needle-like sharp hair tips are very flexible, and are hurriedly sewing back the twisted limbs of the head of the Li family.
Pain is the least worth mentioning word at this moment. Liu Wan is in high spirits. The time of this kind of torture is infinitely extended, and may never end.
But the strange thing is that no matter how Liu Wan tortured them, the three sinful souls remained intact.
As dawn approached, Xi Yu's attitude gradually turned from indulgent and casual at the beginning to seriousness.
"You can't kill us!"
As if he knew that he could not truly escape, the head of the Li family laughed triumphantly in the severe pain: "We are your nightmare! We are a part of you! Liu Wan, as long as you, a bitch, still have hope of leaving, It will never kill us!"
She felt that the hands that were just resting on her shoulders suddenly tightened, and the black hair that was torturing the three of them with great interest suddenly waved wildly and uncontrollably. Liu Wan's school uniform, which had been carefully protected, was stained by the frantic black hair. With mottled blood spots on it, it seems that it will soon turn into another blood-stained garment.
Liu Wan's sweet face was cracked, the back of her head was sunken, and a large amount of blood oozed out. The wound that Xi Yu had repaired with the funeral reappeared, and Liu Wan was stabbed into Xi Yu's shoulder by a red nail again. She gasped in pain. Angry, but did not push Liu Wan away.
While stabbing Xi Yu, Liu Wan's face, which had never shown any emotion, showed a kind of vivid grief and guilt. Her eyes, which should not have shown any emotion for a long time, looked at Xi Yu at a loss. Glittering, warm tears fell from his eyes.
Even though he has become the most powerful being in the entire Li Mansion, even if he slaughters the entire Li Mansion, Liu Wan is still helpless.
Her tears fell on the wound on Xi Yu's shoulder, causing another burst of pain.
The noisy and noisy guests outside the door are gradually dissipating, as if with the arrival of dawn, the ghost wedding that has been repeated for hundreds of years in Li Mansion is reset again.
"It's okay, I know you don't want to hurt me, I believe you."
Xi Yu patted Liu Wan's head comfortingly: "I believe in you, and you have to believe in me too, remember? I promised you that I would take you away with me."
"The past, the fear, the nightmare, these are the least worth remembering."
"They are all lying to you. How can the three of them, such filthy and disgusting things, deserve to become an inseparable part of you?"
Xi Yu spoke faster and took out a box of matches from her bag very neatly.
She lit a match, held the flame in front of Liu Wan and waved it: "They are just garbage you want to throw out when you go out. You can't kill them now just because you haven't found the right method."
The painful and trembling hands relaxed a little. Xi Yu endured the pain and said in as gentle a voice as possible: "They represent your past fears. It doesn't matter. As long as you are a human being, you will definitely be afraid."
"Liu Wan, the way to kill them is actually simpler than you think!"
Xi Yu's confident tone made Liu Wan unconsciously follow her train of thought: "But you are different now from you before. You have me and them by your side now."
Turning the diary, Xiaoyue's figure jumped out, and it was rare that Tour Guide 04's head was properly mounted on his body.
At this time, Xi Yu couldn't help but feel grateful for her previous decision.
Because of her excessive favorability, the female ghost could see Xiaoyue and other ghosts from the beginning. They showed up and did one or two things, which was more effective than Xi Yu himself saying a hundred words.
Xiaoyue accurately threw the lit match on the paper man Zheng Jiguang's head. They were both evil spirits, and Xiaoyue knew best where Zheng Jiguang's most vulnerable position was.
The black hair imprisoned Zheng Jiguang's movements and almost cut him into a human stick. Zheng Jiguang could not avoid it and could only watch the sparks flying from Xiaoyue's fingertips fall on him.
The flames quickly swelled the moment they touched Zheng Jiguang, and the heart of the flames turned a dazzling fluorescent blue. Zheng Jiguang burst out with a shrill wail that seemed to be in extreme pain.
Xi Yu was startled by his fight, and thought that the matches bought with the Ming coins were quite special, as they seemed to be able to directly cause huge damage to the soul.
She was confused in her heart, but her face remained calm: "Look, these despicable things are actually very easy to deal with."
Opening the matchbox again, Xi Yu boldly took out a match and handed it to Liu Wan, encouraging her to make a flame herself: "Come on, you can try it too. These dirty things should have been burned away long ago."
The restless black hair gradually stabilized. Liu Wan leaned against Xi Yu's neck softly. She seemed to be able to feel the preciousness of the matches. She did not take the matches, but began to torture the head of the Li family and his wife with her black hair again. .
The two people who were aloof and hated and humiliated Liu Wan in every possible way were like two lost dogs, and their former glory was no longer the same.
Liu Wan clings to Xi Yu, and is surrounded by tour guide 04 who can't stop cheering and encouraging. Xiaoyue herself is a victim of the feudal patriarchal style, and she is even angrier to the two than Liu Wan.
Without Xi Yu saying another word, Liu Wan defeated her inner fear of the past.
The head of the Li family and his wife finally lost their souls under the torture of black hair, leaving only Zheng Jiguang, who continued to be burned by blue flames, dying.
Liu Wan took a deep look at the ugly Zheng Jiguang, stretched out her black hair, and turned him into a crude rag doll amidst Zheng Jiguang's desperate screams.
Xi Yu was stunned.
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In other words, she originally thought that Young Master Li was not in the house...
Liu Wan noticed her gaze, took out the curse as if feeling something, and nodded.
She likes origami and dolls, and this girl has a very gentle personality.
Just as Xi Yu was thinking about it, Liu Wan took the match she had been holding in her hand, lit it, and threw the match onto the heavy curtain with her black hair.
She wanted to burn the place down completely.
