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Chapter 2988: The hero

The screams of the fierce ghost became lower and lower, but the screams became more and more pitiful. Seeing that her shape was distorted, her soul was unstable, and she looked hazy like she was about to disappear, I quickly pretended to sigh. Summit 23S.

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"Oh, evil fate, since you have begged for this, my wife, please let her live." I sighed in an old-fashioned way.

Unexpectedly, my wife-in-law didn't want to show off my face, so she simply responded to me with a cold snort.

That little devil is already squeaking, and I doubt her black eyes would have turned white if she could, and I'm afraid she could fly away and be annihilated at any time.

"I said sister-in-law, just...;...;"

"Say please."

"Please?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that my grandmother was always respectful to my sister-in-law, saying "please" to everything, and I immediately remembered how arrogant this sister-in-law was.

Secretly suppressing the unwillingness in her heart, she whispered: "Sister-in-law, please...;...; please raise your hand and let this brat go."

"My name is Princess Ninth."

"Yes, Ninth Princess...;...; Please raise your noble hand and let this brat go...;...;" No, I said this...;...;No matter how bad-tempered you are, you are still my wife, how can you bully me?

Got up for me?

"Hmph, forget it, since even he asked me to show mercy, I won't find it difficult for you to act like a mere brat. However, if you do it yourself, but if you act strangely or do the slightest thing like just now, I will send your soul flying to heaven!"

My sister-in-law warned the little devil mercilessly, and the cruelty in her words made my skin crawl.

The little female ghost immediately kept muttering in fear and kowtowed to me again.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, I couldn't shake off the slightest bit of prestige with the little devil's almost slave-like humility. We are both miserable people and ghosts.

"Your longevity is not enough for me to stay in the real world for a long time. Do you have anything else to say to me?" My sister-in-law still looked like she was keeping strangers away.

"I want to take a look at you, just one look." Since I don't have enough time, it would be better to meet once than to say a thousand words. I am very curious about what this daughter-in-law in ancient costume looks like.

"Thirty years of life, are you willing?"

She directly threw it at me, and her words were cold, as if she was not the sister-in-law who secretly pulled on my clothes all day long.

Thirty years of life and just a glance? I said Ninth Princess, Ninth Princess, you are not blackmailing or robbing, this is life-threatening!

"Okay." I gritted my teeth and nodded. There is today but no tomorrow. Now I am in a big deal. Grandma said that I had a narrow escape from death. After adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing, I only have a few years left. What does thirty years mean to me?

Take it if you have it.

"You...;...;is it worth seeing me in person once in thirty years of your life?" My sister-in-law was silent for a moment, as if she was a little surprised by my answer.

"Ha...;...;You have watched me grow up since I was a child. In the past twenty years, you have protected me from death countless times. Just like this, what does thirty years mean? What if I never see you even once in my life?

If I don’t have a chance, what’s the point of living? I might as well just die.” I laughed casually. I’m afraid that’s how it’s done in TV dramas. I felt cold to myself.

After I finished speaking, my wife-in-law remained silent except for silence.

However, when I was almost sure that she would not look back, she turned back.

Turning around in what seemed like a long moment, she gave me the illusion that all women in the world are just vulgar and pink.

I don't know how old my sister-in-law is now, but it seems that she will never be older than me.

Without deliberately dressing up, the thin application of powder and pink made people feel that she was extremely gorgeous, and even the red lips dotted with blood seemed to be otherworldly.

What struck me was that with her eyes closed, she looked very peaceful and peaceful, as if none of the harsh words before came from her mouth.

Are you still a ghost? A fairy?

I am ashamed of my appearance. The sight I gained after thirty years of life is not in vain. The graceful and gorgeous temperament is not something Li Gui can possess. I am afraid that her original identity is not simple. No wonder grandma says yes to everything.

Taking a deep breath, I wanted to say something to her, but in the end, my sister-in-law showed a lonely smile and dispersed like steam.

There was only a blood mist left in front of my eyes, and in the end, even the blood mist was gone.

After calming down, I found the soul urn with countless curse seals in the coffin, thinking that this should be the residence of the little female ghost.

"Go in." I ordered her to return to the palm-sized soul jar. Then I pressed my finger on the lid of the soul jar, pierced my middle finger with a bamboo stick according to the book I had read before, and slowly started to draw the charm.

I am an artist by background, but it still took me a long time to draw and write out the incantation. This is the first step in raising a little ghost. Because I have also fantasized about sealing a little ghost, it is the most familiar step that I copied when I was a child.

After I drew all the curse seals on the soul jar, I went to my grandma's bedroom, locked the door, and found talisman paper. I wrote twelve paper talismans, mainly with the names of ghosts, gods and ghost kings from all directions.

I laid it out on the desk for the first time, then lit three cigarettes and inserted them into the ash basin of the soul urn.

Raising a kid is a very serious act, and I was careful in my words and deeds during the process. I didn't dare to make a wrong step or even recite half a spell wrong.

"Come out and eat blood." After finishing the ritual, he drank from the soul jar on the ground.

The soul jar shook irregularly, and soon the lid opened with a click.

At this time, the little female ghost slowly stretched out her head from the soul urn. Her dark eyeballs stared at me from below at the opposite angle to ordinary people. Then she turned her head at a neither fast nor slow speed, making the sound of cracking bones.

As her master, I was also frightened at this moment.

She stuck out her tongue and licked my middle finger which was still dry and stuttering. After realizing that it was indeed the blood food she wanted, she revealed her terrifying fangs.

Only then did I remember that she was not a human little girl, but a real ghost. However, in order to make the ritual successful, I looked at her coldly and did not stop her next actions.

She bit me, and her sharp teeth scratched my skin. It was so cold that I felt the flow of essence and blood.

Boom, suddenly, I heard a movement outside the bedroom. I felt anxious and shrank my hand sharply. However, the little devil continued to bite me as if he didn't notice it, which made my heart instantly freeze.

"Stop it!" I was anxious about what was going on outside. I felt that even if I had tortured my sister-in-law so much and she had sucked so much blood, it was almost enough, so I stopped her immediately.

She also stopped sucking and gently licked my wound with the tip of her cold tongue.

Although I felt pleasure for a moment because of her comfortable licking, I soon told myself that I was feeding a little devil, and I didn’t know what was going on outside, so the pleasure was completely eliminated.

"If you eat my essence and blood, you will be controlled and driven by me from now on. I will also give you blood food regularly. If you and I go back on our word, we will be subject to the ghosts and gods from all directions, and the ghost kings from all directions will ask for our souls. Do you understand?" I said again?

Quickly burn the incense and put it on the table to worship the ghosts and gods from all directions and the ghost king from all directions.

I raised a little ghost, so I worshiped ghosts instead of gods.

The little female ghost nodded sharply, and had no objection to this. She tortured her sister-in-law, let alone a contract, even if it was not finalized, she would not dare to resist anything I said.

Unlike ghosts, fierce ghosts also have certain thoughts, so it is very normal to be afraid of more powerful ghosts.

The twelve cigarettes lit up as if someone was smoking them, and soon went down a length. This means that the ghosts from all directions and the ghost king from all directions agreed to the contract I made. If we go back on it, we will all demand our lives for the ghost king, and we will not have a good death.

I hurriedly put away the palm-sized soul jar, and I didn't dare to look inside, because I knew there must be a fragment of the little devil's body inside, which was the inevitable way to raise the little devil.

Opening the bedroom door, Yu Xiaoxue was still unconscious. I was mostly relieved, but when I looked at Zhang Yidan, my heart felt cold again. Where is the shadow of Zhang Yidan here? Even

Zhou Xuan’s body, which was lying not far away, has also disappeared!

I woke up Yu Xiaoxue.

Yu Xiaoxue was shocked when she came back to her senses, because the last thing she saw was the ghost coming out of the coffin, and she was inevitably frightened. However, seeing that I was safe and sound, she quickly felt relieved: "Where's Brother Dan?"

"I just went to grandma's bedroom. When I came out, I didn't know where he had gone. Let's go find him right now." I said quickly and took Yu Xiaoxue out.

Yu Xiaoxue had only just woken up. She didn't pay attention when she crossed the threshold and almost fell.

I quickly supported her.

The girl's soft breasts brushed against my arm, and her plump breasts made me think about something I couldn't control: This is a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and I am also a normal man. If you don't salivate, then just don't raise a brat.

Okay, just practice the Sunflower Book instead.

But just as I was thinking about it, I noticed a dark wind blowing behind me, which immediately made me shiver and let go of Yu Xiaoxue's arm.

It seems that although the sister-in-law has disappeared, her jealousy is real.

Yu Xiaoxue had passed out just now, so she didn't know what I was doing, and thought I was a modest gentleman. She fanned her face with her little palms and panted lightly, her face soon turning red.

I looked at Yu Xiaoxue who was pale and frightened all night. This was the first time I had seen her look so pink. On the surface, I didn't say anything. Along the way, my heart was filled with ripples about this girl who had experienced life and death.

Zhang Yidan disappeared with Zhou Xuan. I thought he took Zhou Xuan outside Xiaoyitun, or wanted to bury his dead wife, so I took Yu Xiaoxue directly to the entrance of the village.

However, when I arrived at the village entrance, I was stunned on the spot.

Yu Xiaoxue's pupils were also dilated, she covered her mouth and was speechless.

In the cemetery, Zhou Xuan disappeared, but Zhang Yidan was lying straight on the ground with a pair of scissors stuck in his chest, dead with a strange smile on his face.

My eyes turned red instantly and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down.

He is Zhang Yidan, Zhang Yuanyi’s good brother who I grew up with!

"Zhang Yuanyi! Zhang Yidan!" I ran over in despair, looking at the guy who was so cheap and playful back then, and shook his gradually cold body, trying to think that he was just teasing me.

Unfortunately, his now wide-open eyes were already bleeding with black blood, even his ears and nostrils were covered with a weird smile, and he looked like he was dead.

The scissors were the ones that killed Zhou Xuan, and they were also the scissors that his children took away. He killed them for his children.

The father kills the mother, the son kills the father, it is the debt of the fierce ghost, and his ghost child kills the father in the daytime, and is about to defy heaven.

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