That afternoon, Song Xin lay on his broken straw mat. His clothes were open, and his back was covered with blood-red whip marks.
"Smelly old man, plot against me! I will make you look good in the future." Song Xin grinned in pain. The whip dipped in water was really uncomfortable. Every time he was hit, it felt like he was being skinned alive.
The whip not only shredded his flesh, but also shredded what little innocence he had left. However, what made him most uncomfortable was not Manager Zheng who plotted against him, but the strangers. This also made him see how low people can go in order to survive.
At this time, Yu Ji said: "Liu Jing arranged all this today."
Song Xin didn't dare to answer, just closed his eyes and nodded.
"If you want to talk, just think about what you want to say in your mind, and I will know."
"When you secretly stuffed the Xianbei woman with food that day, you were under Liu Jing's surveillance. Wei Qi and Old Man Zheng must have been instructed by him to teach you a lesson on purpose."
"He wants two Xianbei people to hate me, so that he can control it?"
"It seems you are not stupid."
"Haha, Liu Jing is an old fool. In such a small and broken place, we still want to divide and rule. Are you afraid that I will collude with two Xianbei people to rebel..."
Yu Ji changed the topic: "However, you don't know those two Xianbei people, and they may not accept your love." Song Xin heard that there seemed to be something in his words, but he did not understand the meaning. Yu Ji had no intention of explaining.
In the evening, Tuoshan and Tuoye were thrown into the house where they lived, but this time the house was locked to prevent them from escaping again. But they still got their "food" for the evening.
As the sun sets and darkness falls, there is a rustling wind outside the house, making the shadows of the trees dance. In the room next door, the little girl could faintly cry, but the boy didn't make a sound. In the middle of the night, she must have been tired from crying and the effects of the medicine, and she fell asleep.
"Mr. Yu."
"What's up?"
"If I don't sleep, won't Liu Jing become suspicious?"
"Don't worry, Guimai won't come to suck your blood tonight."
"Ah? How do you know?"
"The two brothers and sisters are covered in blood and swollen, which happens to be Gui Mai's favorite. I will remind you when there is any movement."
Song Xin then heard a burst of sarcastic laughter from Yu Ji, as if something good was about to happen.
An hour passed like this, and when it was almost three o'clock, Yu Ji said, "Listen to what's going on outside."
Song Xin quickly raised his ears and concentrated. Sure enough, there were some different sounds mixed in the rustling wind, as if someone was tapping the ground gently with their feet, and there should be more than one. Then, the sound stopped.
After a while, the herbs in the garden made a gentle "swish" sound. Then I heard someone retching, the same sound I heard that stormy night.
The sound lasted for a short time and disappeared again.
Song Xin turned his head involuntarily, wanting to listen again, but at this time, except for the sound of wind blowing leaves, there was nothing strange outside.
But even so, Song Xin also guessed that those three evil puppets must be outside.
"Such practice will have backlash sooner or later." At this time, Yu Ji whispered in a very contemptuous tone.
"Backlash?"
"Witches and practitioners are mortal enemies. It's just that he hides in the Wei family and is not easily discovered. If you are not careful with the witchcraft, it will be backlashed."
"!!!"
"What happens after those evil puppets suck the blood? How are the evil puppets refined?" Song Xin asked.
"I couldn't figure it out before, but after careful inspection, I found that Liu Jing used some special methods to attach three devils to them and transform them into devil puppets. This is a bloodthirsty evil thing. Use secret techniques to put the sacrificed ghosts into the dead bodies. The blood essence and blood sucked by the ghost veins from your bodies will be collected by them first, stored in the body and converted into poisonous blood, and then provided to Liu Jing for cultivation. "
"What is Xiao?"
"It is a kind of ghost that often attaches itself to people, ruining their luck and feeding on it. People who open gambling houses often invite weak ghosts to ruin the luck of gamblers. Ghost ghosts are often captured by some witch cultivators. Help them collect the blood essence and luck of their victims.”
Song Xin trembled all over when he heard that there were such terrifying ghosts in the world. Thinking that his own blood came first to their stomachs made me feel sick.
"Because the ghosts and the corpses are not compatible enough, you will see them clumsy. But once they go crazy, the entire Wei family will probably suffer."
Sensing Song Xin's fear, Yu Ji said calmly: "You don't have to be afraid yet. Liu Jing is going to be in trouble today."
"What? Why?"
"Hey, it's because that little girl is famous."
Song Xin was stunned. Could it be that her aunt... could still resist witchcraft?
At the same time, Liu Jingzheng looked at the three puppets in front of him with great joy. Their whole bodies were all purple-red. The ghost veins had just sucked the blood from the two of them, plus the blood of Song Xin that had been sucked away in the past four days. The three evil puppets had already converted them into purple-red poisonous blood.
The technique he practices requires cultivating ghost veins to suck blood, and then converting it into poisonous blood that can be practiced in the body of the puppet, and then it can be inhaled for practice.
He sucked blood for five days at a time, and spent another two days sucking the poisonous blood to practice. This is also the reason why Song Xin was depressed for five days.
Liu Jing was a bit greedy this time and didn't know that Tuoye had something strange. When he finished sucking the poisonous blood and suddenly realized it, it was already too late.
Early the next morning, when Song Xin came to the yard, he found that the door of Liu Jing's house was closed. Usually at this time, his door was always open.
"Master Liu, Song Xin went to take care of the garden." Song Xin asked, but no one answered.
He didn't dare to make any noise, so he cleaned the courtyard, watered and weeded the ghost veins as usual.
The servants of the Wei family brought food for the court, but Song Xin didn't see Liu Jing come out after eating, and Wei Qi, who was supposed to come on time, didn't see either.
All of this is abnormal in its calmness.
In the afternoon, Song Xin was still pretending to take a nap at the stone table. At this time, Wei Qi suddenly hurried into the yard. He directly opened the door of Liu Jing's room and ignored Song Xin at all.
Then there was a whisper in the house, and then Wei Qi was heard saying: "Yes, master, the disciple knows. I will immediately inform the senior brother that the return date will be postponed."
Afterwards, Wei Qi came out and saw Song Xin, "Master Liu is not in good health today and has to go out for treatment. Please take care of the courtyard and herbs. Remember?"
While Song Xin agreed, he also felt shocked, "Is this what Yu Ji said, that Liu Jing is going to be in trouble?"
After a while, a small carriage slowly drove into the yard. Liu Jing's head was covered with black gauze, and Wei Qi helped him walk out of the house. He didn't speak to Song Xin and got into the car. At this time, he coughed and looked a little weak.
Silver hair was exposed under the black veil. He seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight. Walking is also shaky.
Behind him were two long black linen packages, which looked like two evil puppets being carried into the car by servants of the Wei family.
Liu Jing was sitting in the car and said in a low voice: "Song Xin and the girl will stay, and that Xianbei boy will follow me."
Wei Qi winked at his servants, and they immediately went to unlock the door of the hut. After a while, the Xianbei boy was dragged out. His injury had not yet healed, he was very weak, and his head was drooping. But Song Xin was surprised to find that his originally swollen body had recovered a lot. It seemed that the blood was really sucked away by the ghost veins.
Tuo Ye behind him was also very weak. Seeing Tuo Shan being taken away, he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.
"Take good care of him and don't let him die. Someone will deliver his daily meals."
After Liu Jing said a word, the carriage slowly drove away from the yard, and Song Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
