After the tribute instruments were laid out, Liu Ruxiang quickly started to sing, recited many obscure incantations, and then walked to the table where the pregnant woman was lying.
"Little devil, let me ask you, why do you want to fall in love with my disciple? If you cause harm to others, have you ever offended me?"
After Liu Ruxiang finished singing one sentence, she heard a "bang" sound and the tree fell heavily. Fang Xiaomei, who had just calmed down a little, immediately began to shake violently.
"Uh uh - ah -"
Fang Xiaomei's throat seemed to have been stabbed with a knife. There was blood and froth flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she yelled at the top of her lungs: "My son! My son! My son!"
"Uh uh uh--"
Her pupils turned blood red and almost popped out of their sockets.
Liu Ruxiang seemed to understand what she was talking about. She changed the topic and continued to talk to her in a singing way: "People are born to raise treasures. Don't come to the house to cause trouble, you evildoer. I asked you why you were kicked out." You won’t leave and you’re going to pester me?”
Fang Xiaomei's condition continued to deteriorate. Her whole body was shaken and her temperament changed. She grinned and opened and closed her mouth and screamed: "Wuer - Wuer, all die, all die... …”
This weird look frightened everyone in the main room. They all looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
Liu Ruxiang's body froze. After a while, she picked up the gavel in her hand and slammed it on the table, shouting: "Don't get entangled, I order you to leave quickly and stay here until today." In the middle of the night, your soul will disappear into smoke!"
After Liu Ruxiang finished reading, a cold and cold draft suddenly blew in the room, as if winter had entered in an instant, and the light was much dimmed.
"Uh-ah-uh-uh-" Fang Xiaomei roared hoarsely, her body twisting like a snake, and the ropes tied to her body were also stretched tightly.
Astonishing power burst out from her thin body, and even the finger-thick cloth and linen rope seemed to be unable to withstand this mysterious power, making a "crunch, crunch," sound.
I stood aside, watching this scene dumbfounded, thinking to myself: Could it be that I could break this finger-thick rope?
The result was exactly as I expected. I just heard a dull sound of "bang, bang". Several weak thin threads in the brown hemp rope were broken, and then the entire rope broke from where the limbs were tied. Cut into several pieces, Fang Xiaomei roared, turned around on the table, and stared at Liu Ruxiang fiercely.
Between the two of them, an invisible big hand seemed to push Liu Ruxiang. She staggered, and the gavel that was well held in her hand suddenly exploded like a grenade.
"ah!"
The broken sawdust flew and hit my face, and I felt a burst of pain. Then I saw that Liu Ruxiang's hand had been blown red, and bright red blood was flowing from the nail gap of one finger.
"Hurry up!" Liu Ruxiang shouted, ran to the corner next to her, picked up a wooden basin, jumped back to the family table, and put her backhand on Fang Xiaomei's head.
Then he grabbed the rice bowl next to him with his left hand and a handful of incense ash with his right hand. He sprinkled Fang Xiaomei's body with both hands at the same time, mumbling something in his mouth.
Because when I was panicking, my head almost shut down, and my body fell to the ground uncontrollably. I sat there, looking at Fang Xiaomei on the table, and her body finally stabilized...
But just as he was gasping for breath, a vague sentence came out from the wooden barrel holding his head: "Tomorrow at midnight, your family's soul will be driven away!"
"Uh-huh——"
The roar in the barrel slowly decreased, and Fang Xiaomei finally collapsed to the ground, her arms and thighs hanging on the edge of the table, looking weak and weak.
Only then did I react. I was scared out of my mind. My clothes were all wet with cold sweat. Thinking back to the scene just now, I felt unbelievable.
After hearing the movement disappear, the people who had just ran out came back again. Looking at the broken hemp rope, they opened their mouths in disbelief.
"Oh my god, such a thick rope can probably be pulled apart even if it is several hundred kilograms strong. How could it be broken into so many pieces?"
"Isn't this a ghost?"
"You, female master, what have you done to my sister?" A man took the lead and rushed in to yell. When he blocked the door and shouted, he was also the one who led the way and yelled. He had the biggest temper.
Liu Ruxiang took off her mask and said coldly with a straight face: "Get out!"
"You..." The man blew his beard and stared, pointing at Liu Ruxiang.
"You are asked to go out. Can't you understand? Except for the second son of the Meng family, everyone else is waiting outside."
Liu Ruxiang was responsible for rescuing people, and Fang Xiaomei still relied on her. Naturally, the older brother did not dare to act wildly and retreated honestly.
Meng Laoer walked up at this time, glanced at his wife on the table, and remembered that tears were about to flow down his face: "Master, what on earth is going on with my wife!"
Liu Ruxiang still didn't give him a good look: "Tell me first, what exactly did you get into? Your wife is possessed by a very powerful evil god. You must have offended something."
Meng Laoer was confused. He thought for a moment, then shook his head and said he didn't know.
"Think carefully about it, have you done anything unethical or treasonous in the past two years? The last time I went to your house to do this, it was because of the evil spirit Jiu Jin. Did you run into any mountain monsters?"
Meng Laoer sat on the big bench next to him, his face turned pale suddenly, and he slapped his thigh: "I remembered!"
Liu Ruxiang turned around and asked him what he remembered.
"Hey! My wife has been unable to conceive for the past two years, so I took her to seek medical advice and asked for folk remedies. Finally, I asked for a local recipe, saying that it was made from wild monkeys that were just under one month old. Catch the cub alive, dry it in the sun, grind the bones into powder, boil it with hot water and drink it to conceive a child."
Meng Laoer talked about his experience of hunting monkeys in the mountains two years ago...
It was a hot summer, and it was the breeding season for monkeys on the mountain. Meng Laoer went up the mountain carrying a bamboo pole and a long knife.
The tall trees completely blocked the sun, and you could only feel the coolness when walking inside. Halfway up the mountain, Meng Laoer came to a mountain col according to the villagers who went up the mountain to cut firewood, and he saw monkeys. movement.
The group of monkeys were lying on the tree, combing each other's black hair, playing and chirping.
However... the monkey's claws are very sharp and they fight fiercely. If a group of monkeys rushes over and scratches him, it will not be good for him to be injured.
He was well prepared. He took out a handful of wet straw from the basket behind him and quietly touched it under the monkeys. Watching the monkeys yelling, he quickly lit the half-wet straw and threw it in the grass. .
