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The more it's like this, the more you can't show any sign of cowardice. Otherwise, it'll be very dangerous for both me and Lingling.

After all, the Ghost Being's ability would be accompanied by a person's fear and the more you were afraid, the more you would see some strange things.

At this moment, our gazes met. I asked that question but didn't get any reply.

I know it's no use. I just want to strengthen my courage.

Such a vengeful ghost now only had mechanical thoughts left. It no longer had the emotions from its past life.

Except hatred, of course.

At this moment, the woman in front of him slowly opened her mouth and streams of black liquid flowed out.

Following that, the roars of a woman and a baby could be heard mechanically from the throat of the Ghost Being …

If you listen carefully, you can see that the baby's crying isn't coming from his throat, but from his lower abdomen...

Bits of black blood flowed down his chin like a river.

The Ghost Being didn't attack, it had been in this state ever since, as if it was purely trying to scare me.

Due to the blood, the teeth looked a little black with a hint of gloominess.

"Hualala!"

At this moment, the bones in the pit in front of them seemed to be affected by the waves of Miasma and began to violently tremble.

The Miasma slowly spread out, causing the surrounding snow to move.

Just when my attention was completely focused on that Ghost Being, I suddenly felt my shoulders wet and slippery.

At the same time, I heard the sound of slow breathing.

Moreover, there was a distinct heaviness on my shoulders, as if something was pressing down on me, causing my body to tilt subconsciously.

However … I looked back, but didn't see anything …

Could it be … Was it just an illusion?

I was startled, but at this moment, Lingling, who was beside me, suddenly screamed:

"Sister! On your shoulder! There's a child on my shoulder! "

Firstly, because Lingling's eyes were young, and secondly, because she had encountered a lot of dark things, there were some changes to her eyes.

Ghost Being s could be seen when a normal child was born, but under normal circumstances, they would close when they were four or five years old.

As for Lingling, she was already over ten years old, but had not completely shut down yet.

There were also people who were born with Yin Yang Eye and would follow them for their entire lives. There were also people who would be envious of people who were born with Yin Yang Eye.

However, he didn't know that it was a sin for a mortal to see through the world of yin and yang.

Furthermore, people who had Yin Yang Eye s would definitely not be able to balance out the yin and yang energy in their body. If the Yin Yang Eye could not be randomly controlled to open and close, it would be even more of a mental torture.

Those who did not have Yin Yang Eye might be envious, but there were those who could not close their doors.

Right now, I am just so worried about Lingling. She occasionally sees some things but can't control them.

At her age, she was already sensible, but her heart wasn't strong enough.

It's easy to get scared.

Many people would say that the fear of ghosts was simply because of the unknown. When one could truly see through it, they would no longer fear it.

But... The entire Evil Theurgy had said, no one could completely see through Yin and Yang. The day one could see through Yin and Yang would also be the day one's life ended.

After all, Yin and Yang were originally opposites of different worlds. It was impossible for anyone to truly understand or understand someone … And there won't be any good end to it either...

When I heard Lingling's reminder, my heart suddenly trembled. I hastily turned around and looked at my own shoulder.

But when he looked at it, he could only feel a heaviness from it. He couldn't see anything else.

Now that Lingling said it this way, I understood that this heavy feeling wasn't an illusion.

I had no choice but to turn around again and look out of the corner of my eye.

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw that. There was a bloody baby lying on my shoulder. This baby was clearly fully developed, but it didn't have any skin. The bloody baby's body was still trembling lightly.

The blood on my body was sticky and cold, flowing slowly down my shoulder.

The infant's eyes were pitch black, and looked exceptionally deep and strange.

The baby seemed to realize I was watching him out of the corner of my eye, and grinned at me.

However, even though the baby was laughing, a wail that was even more sinister sounded in my ears.

What was the matter with this child? If it was this woman's child, then hadn't this child never been born? If this child wasn't born, would it also have a soul and turn into an evil spirit?

I don't know about that, but I've heard stories about a lot of people who have miscarried.

At that time, there was no abortion in the countryside, but accidents happened. There were also quite a few people who accidentally miscarried.

I saw the baby smile at me. His mouth was open, but there were no teeth, just a gums with blood seeping through it.

Looking at this child, all the muscles in my body tensed.

The soul itself didn't have any weight, but this kind of evil ghost was different. When pressed against a person's shoulder, it would give off a heavy feeling.

This kind of heaviness, even within the entire Evil Theurgy, could not be explained in detail, and only provided a few explanations.

Some claims suggest that grievance does have a weight.

There were also those who said that grievances spread and affected people's thoughts.

The so-called heaviness was only an illusion. However, when one was truly entangled by resentment, it was very difficult to escape this illusion.

In the neighboring village, namely Old Bull Village, there was once someone who went up the mountain. At that time, he was just over twenty years old, and when he came back, he suddenly became hunchbacked.

At that time, the degree of the hunchback was even worse than when Tuo Zi died. At that time, everyone thought that he had contracted some kind of illness.

He tried his best to correct the situation, but to no avail. Just like that, dozens of years had passed.

When he was in his eighties and was about to die, he saw a child climb down from his shoulder and wave.

After he had told her what he saw, he had died. His body was not well to begin with, and he might have been provoked at that time.

What he said before he died was something that no one knew whether he was speaking the truth or not. Perhaps he was just speaking crazily before he died, but he had been stooped for a lifetime. This was the truth.

Whether you're willing to believe it or not, there are some things that will be with you for the rest of your life.

At this moment, something similar happened to me. Furthermore, the crisis before me seemed to be a little more serious.

I looked at the baby behind me, and then I looked back at myself.

But the person in front of me, I don't know when, suddenly disappeared.

The moment I turned around, I cried out in alarm. That was because at this moment, I felt the heaviness on my shoulders increase by a lot.

It was as if something had heavily smashed into my shoulder. I could even vaguely hear the bones in my shoulder creaking.

Sweat trickled down my forehead, and I breathed heavily...

Before I could think of what to do, I felt a chill in my throat.

At this moment, I suddenly understood that the woman I had just seen and the ghostly figure in front of me were actually just an illusion.

But the baby behind me is the real Ghost Being, the thing that will take my life!

I suddenly thought of something. Infant bearing mother's resentment, mother and child being the same, the two of them being born together!

In other words, an unborn baby would really have its own soul. Moreover, the soul would die suddenly before it was even born, and it would already have a thick aura of resentment.

Coupled with the resentment of the main body, the two gradually fused together.

The resentment of the two souls had already entered a state of fusion, even though they had two different thoughts.

But in reality, the two were symbiotic. They flourished together, and both suffered losses at the same time.

In the records of other books, this thing was called the Twin Twins, and there was another name — —

Vicious mother!

While I was still thinking, I suddenly felt a few sharp thorns slowly piercing towards my throat …