Old Monster Huang grabbed Ma Xiulian's hair, grabbed her head and banged her on the ground, until Ma Xiulian's hair was disheveled and her forehead was livid.

Ma Xiulian screamed and dodged, but couldn't break free from his hand.

At this moment, I rushed forward, picked up the copper basin on the ground and threw it at Old Monster Huang.

Flames instantly covered Old Monster Huang's body.

The copper basin fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The disheveled Ma Xiulian lay on the ground, looking at Old Monster Huang resentfully.

"Auntie, are you okay?" I ran to Ma Xiulian and asked worriedly.

Ma Xiulian held me in her arms, tears mixed with blood flowing down.

She covered my eyes and said softly: "Good boy, thank you, it's okay."

The old monster Huang slapped the flames on his body in fear, and kept rolling on the ground.

However, the flames were still hot and fierce, burning him so much that he shouted:

"You bitch, go out and find someone to save me!"

"I have money, I'll give it to you, call someone quickly! Ahhh! It hurts so much, it's burning me to death!"

However, Ma Xiulian remained motionless, looking straight at Old Man Huang.

When Old Monster Huang saw that Ma Xiulian didn't respond, he became really scared. He no longer had the arrogance and ferocity he had just now, but instead kept praying:

"Xiulian, please save me!"

"Xiulian, I was wrong, help me, help me quickly!"

Ma Xiulian covered my ears and gave him a weird smile.

Through the gap in her palm, I heard her say fiercely: "Go to hell!"

Seeing that begging was useless, Old Man Huang threatened him:

"Ma Xiulian, if you don't save me, after I survive, I will go to your house and accuse you of committing adultery with me, and I will have Dazhu beat you to death!..."

One sentence made Ma Xiulian confused. She said uncertainly: "No, Dazhu won't believe you..."

The old man Huang Jiejie smiled strangely.

At this time, the flesh and skin on his face had been burnt, giving off bursts of burnt stench. His ugly mouth opened and closed, and his voice was extremely hoarse and strange, sounding like he had been drained of blood:

"I am an old bachelor, how can I give money to the goddess? You are not familiar with the goddess, how do you know where she can ask for a child? Li Dazhu told you that."

Ma Xiulian was stunned, and she whispered dumbly: "Stop talking..."

One of the old monster Huang's eyelids was burnt and fell off, and his round eyeballs protruded, reflecting the festering and burnt flesh and blood on his face, making him look less like a living person.

His smile became even weirder: "Where do you think my money comes from? Why do you think the goddess dares to do such a shameful thing? Isn't she afraid that the incident will come to light and be poked in the back by people in the village?

It's Li Dazhu's mother, the good mother-in-law who raised you. After begging, the goddess comes to beg me again, begging me to sleep with you! Do you think Li Dazhu knows about this?..."

"I told you to stop talking!"

Ma Xiulian pushed me aside, her whole body rose up, she picked up the copper basin on the ground and threw it at Old Monster Huang.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Loud noises mixed with screams resounded through the sky, causing ashes and sawdust to fall from the ruined temple.

There were even a few spiders that fell to the ground from the roof, with six eyes open, looking at everything curiously.

By the time I came to my senses, Ma Xiulian had already beaten Old Monster Huang until he was covered in blood.

Old Monster Huang's skull cracked, and his white brains mixed with red blood flowed all over the floor.

Ma Xiulian held the copper basin in her hand and sat slumped on the ground, her face expressionless, but the tears twisted and twisted on her face, just like the tortuous and painful road she had walked.

Old Monster Huang is dead.

Strange to say, as soon as he died, all the flames disappeared, as if they had never existed. All the burnt marks on his face disappeared, leaving only his eyes wide open and no longer breathing.

I was a little scared and shouted: "Auntie..."

Only then did Ma Xiulian come back to her senses. She wiped the tears on her face, her pale eyes moved, and when she looked at me, her expression was so complicated and weird.

I instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.

Her expression was no longer as gentle as before, it was mixed with panic and resentment, and even a hint of murderous intent.

She gave me a soft smile: "Arui, come here."

But I was so frightened that I took two steps back.

"Auntie, there is some candy here. Come and have some to calm down the shock."

Her voice seemed a bit erratic in the ghost temple, rising and falling, full of temptation.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hesitated.

She continued: "Arui, it's your favorite flavor, orange flavor."

After all, I couldn't resist the temptation of candy and walked to her side.

She grabbed my wrist and her expression suddenly changed.

From gentle and gentle to ferocious and ferocious.

She strangled my neck tightly and said viciously: "It's my fault that you disobey me and insist on getting close to here!"

I rolled my eyes and struggled desperately to pry her hand away, but in vain.

I only felt a burning pain in my neck, and the air was so thin that I couldn’t breathe. I was so frightened that I screamed in horror: "Mom...Mom..."

When Ma Xiulian heard me calling mom, her face changed and tears immediately fell down. She let go of her hands, held me in her arms, and cried bitterly.

She said: "Arui, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my aunt who was confused, it was my aunt who was wrong..."

I covered my neck and was too scared to speak.

There was a dark wind in the house, and the goddess outside the house was cursing: "Old Monster Huang, it's almost done, but don't kill anyone. It would be bad if a happy event turns into a funeral!"

Ma Xiulian smiled miserably, with hatred in her eyes, and I heard her talking to herself.

"Yes, why did I forget. Ari is innocent, but the goddess is not innocent. I have to kill her, kill her! She must also know the cause and effect, and the reputation of Lao Li's family cannot be ruined by her..."

Ma Xiulian picked up the copper basin on the ground, stood up as lightly as a wandering spirit, and walked out the door.

I was wondering, what is the reputation of Lao Li's family? A wimp who only knows how to beat his wife, an old pious woman who talks about Buddhism but has a heart of snakes, and a submissive child bride.

Does such a reputation still need to be destroyed?

Didn’t he just rot in the mud since early in the morning, living among the dirt and maggots?

Why does Ma Xiulian work so hard for such a reputation?

The pitch-black night covered up all the guilt and embarrassment. After a while, the screams mixed with angry curses escaped outwards, and were quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

At this moment, I actually felt that the ghost temple was safer than the outside.

I coughed for a while and finally felt better. The talismans on the ground were yellow and reflected the faint light of the moon, allowing me to see my surroundings slightly.
Chapter completed!