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Even though the Ghost Being would only come out at night, it would be safer during the day.

Besides, the visibility was high during the day. Even if it was a bit dark, the surroundings were not completely dark. He could clearly see and feel at ease.

Humans had a fear of the dark. It was something they were born with, and it might be difficult to change.

At this time of the day, a series of bangs came from the Aunt Zhang's room.

I carefully listened to it. It was actually the sound of a cupboard in the room. The sound was very much like the sound of a person who was in a bad temper throwing away something in the house.

When I heard the voice, my heart skipped a beat. At this moment, there was only one door between me and the room where the voice came from, but … My heart was in turmoil.

Pushing the door open, I don't know what I'm going to see, but inside... Maybe something I didn't see last time.

With that in mind, I frowned and took a few deep breaths.

There were a lot of things that needed to be done now, and they couldn't be delayed at all.

He was left alone. If he was so weak, it would be difficult for him to protect himself.

If he could not even protect himself, then what about Lingling?

As I thought of Lingling, my gaze became determined. Actually, these two days of tempering had already caused my temperament to reach a whole new level.

If it was the old me, I wouldn't have the courage to come to Aunt Zhang's house to take a look.

But now there was a force pushing me, and I knew I had to.

I can't let myself, let Lingling live under the despise of the villagers, I want to hold my head high and act like a human!

The villagers have never treated me well, so it would be impossible to say that they only wanted to seek the truth in order to relieve the villagers of their worries.

I'm not that great. It's good enough that I can help myself not to resent them now.

Everything that I have done now, is for the sake of allowing Lingling to continue living with laughter in the future!

Thinking of this, I finally pushed open the door. It was also at this instant that the loud sound actually stopped.

At this moment, only the faint sound of the aftermath could be heard.

How to... Suddenly, there was no more sound …

Looking at the Uncle Zhang's spirit tablets, I realised that two of them seemed to have been wiped clean by someone. The censers that were already broken had also been replaced.

After the death of their foster father, there was actually someone else who came to Aunt Zhang's house and even paid respects to him …

Who could it be?

There are a total of seven photos in the sleeves of my foster father, and these few years I have been treating eight people as Funerary Lady.

This shouldn't have been an accident. The person who didn't have the photo probably died in an accident, not in some kind of plan.

I understand this death as a plan, but... What kind of plan was this?

At this moment, it was still a mystery. He needed to slowly test it out and explore it.

I frowned slightly. Uncle Zhang didn't have any relatives in the village, even if they did, they were still distant relatives.

They had never paid their respects when they died. Because of the series of events that had happened, the funeral procession had been deserted.

Now, ten years had passed, and the villagers would even feel unlucky if they approached this courtyard, let alone come over to worship and exchange their incense burners.

Furthermore, from the looks of these two spirit tablets, they weren't ordinary either, as if they weren't just there to pay their respects, but to … Practice...

There were some black ashes on the ground. They should have been the ashes of the round hole money, but it could never be seen that there were some corners that were completely burnt. On the paper money, there were some strange Rune s written.

Furthermore, there were some bloodstains on the spirit tablet. Although it wasn't much, one could faintly see traces of the finger.

From the looks of it, it looked like he had rubbed his fingers on it.

Could it be Liu Songxian?

Of all the people I know, he's the only one who's likely to do it now.

In other words, there were other characters in the whole incident, but they hadn't surfaced yet?

If that was really the case, then this person was definitely an extremely important character, even … It's quite possible that he was the mastermind of the whole incident...

Looking at the tablet in front of me, I fell into a daze.

Just when I was lost in my thoughts, suddenly, a pair of hands were placed on my shoulders.

Waves of cold wind suddenly rose in the air. I had clearly closed the door when I entered the room earlier. The wind seemed to have risen from the ground. It was extremely strange …

"Creak, creak, creak …"

Sounds began to ring out in the surroundings. This sound was like the sound a person would make when having difficulty breathing. It was as if the sound came from their throat, and a strange smell permeated the air …

It was the smell of rotting corpses. It was already very strong.

I had smelled it when I was on the mountain, but it wasn't obvious at the time, so I didn't recognize it.

"Hua la …" "Huala …"

In addition to the sound coming from my throat, I also heard the sounds of fingernails scratching against the walls, as if something was struggling, trying to break free of some kind of barrier!

The sound of heavy breathing slowly rose up in my ears. I could even feel someone blowing on the back of my neck.

It was just that the aura was not hot, but waves of ice-cold air …

Add to that the hands on my shoulders, and everything around me happens in an instant.

My whole body stiffened and my muscles tensed.

At this moment, I could feel my breathing becoming hurried. The cold sweat on my body made my body turn cold.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva as my teeth slowly started to chatter …

I hesitated for a long time before I slowly turned my head to see what was behind me.

At this moment, even my neck felt a little stiff. As I turned my head, I seemed to hear a series of creaking sounds …

However … He turned around, but there was nothing behind him …

The feeling of being held by the palm behind him slowly disappeared, but … The surrounding wind roared even louder.

The strange sounds from the surroundings became louder and louder.

I turned my head, but at the instant I turned my head, I saw a pair of green and white skinny hands pinching towards my neck.

At the same time, a loud bang came from outside. The door that I had opened earlier was now firmly shut.

The sound of the door closing was too fierce, causing the surroundings to vibrate with a buzz …

I almost screamed out loud, but before I could even make a sound, I suddenly felt like I was suffocating.

The palm I saw... It's true! It really grabbed my neck!

An ice-cold feeling of suffocation swept towards me like a tidal wave. The spirit tablet in front of me also started to shake violently.

What was going on? What's going on!

My pupils contracted as a bone-piercing fear and coldness swept towards me.

My hands waved blankly, and I subconsciously clawed forward, trying to break free.

His two feet moved about crazily as well. However, it was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him. It was as if his hands were solid and couldn't break free!

Fierce Demon for life! Fierce Demon for life!

The spirit tablet in front of him shook more and more violently, as if it would fall down at any moment.

Waves of cold wind swept up the ashes in the censer as well as the ashes on the ground.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me... Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang! "

My throat was tightly clenched. I used all of my strength to squeeze out those words.

At this moment, I could clearly feel the threat of death, and I began to feel fear.

In the face of death, everyone would probably feel fear …

After being abused by my foster father for so many years, I have never sought death. From this, it can be seen how determined I am to stay alive.

If what is grabbing onto me right now is the soul of Aunt Zhang, then she can't help but want to kill me right now.

If it was as I had guessed, all the agents of her death would have died.

I should be the first to die!

Thinking to this point, I suddenly felt as if something had drained from my body. My entire body felt powerless, and my four limbs seemed to be unable to obey me. I started to tremble violently …