CH 33

Feeling that something was wrong, Li Huowang's expression changed. He immediately put away the Tian Shu in his hand and pulled back the backstage curtain to look outside.

To his surprise, both the performers on the stage and the musicians beside it were frozen in fear, trembling uncontrollably.

He looked towards the stage and his pupils shrank to their smallest size. The double-faced woman he had encountered in the woods was sitting on a stool under the stage, with her legs crossed and watching the show along with the black memorial tablets.

"This thing actually followed us. Could it be that it's stuck to us?"

"Don't stop, keep singing." Li Huowang brought over a wooden stool and sat right under the stage, staring at the woman.

His back gave the members of the Lv family the courage they needed. They swallowed hard and exchanged glances, then the sound of the suona and the music resumed.

The woman with the small feet continued to stare at the stage, completely ignoring Li Huowang's hostility. It seemed like she really came to listen to the show.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. I don't believe that this thing can stay here until daylight."

This was what Li Huowang thought and what he did. He would try not to use up his three-month lifespan if he could avoid it.

A light mist began to rise from the ground in the ancestral hall, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.

Suddenly, the woman with the small feet started to move. She slowly reached out her chubby right hand and picked up two red candles from the plate, then popped them into her mouth and chewed them up.

She ate very quickly, and in no time, she had finished the precious candle on the Eight Immortals table next to her.

Then, the sound of singing suddenly stopped again, and Lv Xiucai, who played the young male lead, was so scared that he cried out loud.

The paper figures placed between the tables suddenly began to move without warning. They wore black watermelon hats on their heads and bright red blush on their faces, and they reached out their hands to take plates of red candles from other tables and floated them over to the woman with the small feet.

"Hehehe~" The woman suddenly let out an extremely creepy, high-pitched laugh, making everyone in the Lv family shiver violently.

"Don't stop! Keep singing!" Li Huowang's roar exploded in the silent ancestral hall, dispelling everyone's fear.

"Sing~ ah~~!" Lv Zhuangyuan, dressed in the costume of an old male lead, shouted loudly, and the music resumed, even louder than before.

Everyone sang with all their might, as if they wanted to shout out all their fear. They sang until their veins bulged and sweat poured down their faces.

This time, the woman with the small feet stopped laughing and instead glared at Li Huowang with a dark expression. Not only her, but all the paper figures did the same.

Li Huowang ignored them and continued to stare back.

The strange atmosphere lasted until three in the morning and then entered the fourth watch. The Lv family sang with all their might, their voices almost hoarse, but they dared not stop.

"It still wants to drag this out with me? How long does it want to drag this out?" Li Huowang thought to himself, hesitating whether to spend his three-month lifespan to ask for the help of the evil spirit, You Laoye, to completely deal with this woman.

Just as he was hesitating, the situation changed again. All the memorial tablets under the stage began to tremble inexplicably.

"Dadadada~" The sound of the tablets hitting the Eight Immortals table was like the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, unceasingly rhythmic.

This time, the Lv family could no longer hold on. One of them couldn't take it anymore, and everything fell apart!

Seeing this scene, the woman with the small feet began to laugh again, and she laughed exceptionally happily. The extremely thin laughter made Li Huowang's ears ache.However, looking at the small-footed woman in front of him, Li Huowang's mouth curled up and he smiled slightly. "I seem to understand what's going on. Your recent actions seem to want to make them fear you."

"If you don't have this kind of sadistic taste like a human, then I can only guess that your food is not those candles, but the fear emotions they produce in their hearts, right?"

When Li Huowang saw the small-footed woman suddenly stand up and glare at him with extreme malice, he knew he had guessed right.

"Lv Master, don't stop, keep singing. Didn't Mr. Hu say it? His ancestors want to hear happy tunes. If you feel afraid of the wind, just close your eyes and keep singing."

"Hehehe, tell me, do I look like a human or a god?" Seeing her plan completely fail, the small-footed woman stood up with a fierce grin and began to move closer to Li Huowang.

"I think you look like a two-headed monster!" With a clang, Li Huowang drew his sword from behind and charged towards the woman.

Once he understood this guy's intentions, Li Huowang instantly dispelled his concerns. This trickster was not as powerful as he had thought.

It was just like a scarecrow scaring off wolves - nothing to be afraid of.

In just a few steps, the two sides came into contact. Li Huowang swung his sword and the cold light flashed. The woman was cut in half, and a red candle that had been cut in half fell out of her belly.

The woman's severed body flew quickly behind Li Huowang and was about to touch his back.

But when those pale fingers were still some distance away from Li Huowang's back, they seemed to have been burned and recoiled.

"Oh?" When Li Huowang keenly noticed this, he was overjoyed. This thing was afraid of the Heavenly Book!

Li Huowang threw his long sword and took out the Heavenly Book, and slapped it directly at the small-footed woman's face.

Faced with the approaching Heavenly Book, the small-footed woman's face showed fear, and she turned around and began to run away.

At this point, the situation between the two sides suddenly reversed, with Li Huowang holding the Heavenly Book and causing fear in the other party.

In the Hu family ancestral hall, Li Huowang and the small-footed woman ran around for a while.

But despite her small feet, she was not slow at all, and Li Huowang couldn't catch her after chasing her for a long time.

Panting, Li Huowang looked at the small-footed woman across the table. This couldn't go on. He had to see if he could drive her away.

"Get out of here! Do you hear me? Don't let me see you again!"

The small-footed woman gave him a vicious look and then swayed her body and shrank into the darkness in the corner of the wall.

When Li Huowang approached the corner with a lantern, he found that there was nothing there.

Lv Zhuangyuan picked up the sword that Li Huowang had thrown on the ground and ran over, holding it out to him with both hands.

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Li Huowang grabbed the hilt and inserted it behind his back. He saw Lv Zhuangyuan's face with a smile and a pleasing expression, saying, "Hehehe, tell me, do I look like a human or a god?"

Li Huowang's heart trembled. Something was wrong! The singing hadn't stopped yet! This Lv Zhuangyuan was fake!

In the instant he realized this, the Lv Zhuangyuan in front of him pounced, and his pale hands pierced directly through Li Huowang's body.

In an instant, he felt a chilling cold all over his body, and his emotions began to fall constantly. Everything around him fell into darkness.