snake coffin

Chapter 872 Casting a Curse with Blood
After hearing Yuan Lemei say that the show was about to begin, I immediately got up and instinctively looked around the room.

Mo Xiu, who was standing by the bed, nodded to me and once again turned into a snake-patterned silver bracelet and put it around my wrist, but this time there was no sudden coldness.

It was obvious that the sudden coldness on my wrist that Mo Xiu had just transformed into a snake pattern silver bracelet was to make me feel it.

When I opened the door, I saw Yuan Lemei had changed into loose clothes, a bit like the witch robes worn by the priests in Bashan.

He said to me: "I'll just wait for you. Today you just watch it. You don't have to do anything. When you decide to take revenge on that dog man in your family, you can do it again."

I didn't know what to look at, but I followed her downstairs.

The first floor of this self-built building is not divided, it is just a hall.

When Yuan Lemei went, there were already some unknown women below, wearing the same witch robes as Yuan Lemei, holding hands and forming a circle.

And around them, there are white candles, and next to all the candles is a standing paper man.

There was a futon in the middle, along with candles and paper figurines.

All the paper figurines had a photo sticker with a name written in bright red blood: Bu Zhijie.

"Bu Zhijie is that bitch. The photo of him and me was taken outside the school, and the name was written in my blood." Yuan Lemei gritted her teeth at me.

Giggling: "Did you know? I am pregnant with his child. It is said that when the fetus is still in the mother's body, the blood and DNA will be shared with the mother's body, so there is Bu Zhijie's child's blood in my blood. Such blood, with It’s the best thing to do.”

She seemed to think of something, and whispered to me: "You will see him soon."

I looked at the paper figures and their posture. It was obvious that they were not going to livestream punishment.

Instead, it's a bit like a victory-weary curse.

Yuan Lemei was pregnant with the child, borrowed the blood of her descendants, and cast a curse on her. How powerful is this curse?

But why did the innate people come out and start doing these things from the Nishangmen instead?
And looking at the look on Yuan Lemei's face that said, "If you don't make it easy for me, I won't make it easy for you either", you have no idea what this means.

I roughly counted the women sitting in a circle, there were at least twenty or thirty, and four or five of them looked as childish as Yuan Lemei.

I gave Yuan Lemei a hand: "It's not good to practice this kind of feudal superstition, right? If it's true, I'm afraid of provoking unclean things."

"Just watch. If you don't use this method, you can't get revenge on him!" Yuan Lemei glanced at me and smiled, and said hehe: "Don't believe it, isn't it very popular this year to use the blood of girlfriends to make blood pendants for boyfriends to ward off evil spirits? ? Just watch."

I wanted to say something else, but I heard Shu Xinyi's voice coming from behind me: "Zeng Pan, come and sit."

In a blink of an eye, I saw that Shu Xinyi had changed into the same witch robe, but her edges were embroidered with fine snake patterns.

Yuan Lemei had already run into the circle, sat on the futon in the middle, pulled out a piece of paper from under the futon, seemed to recite a few words silently, and then closed her eyes.

I still want to watch, Shu Xinyi called me again: "It will take a while, it will be dark, come and sit down. I just had a baby, I should lie down more."

She said it so gently, and those people in witch robes looked at me sympathetically.

I glanced over those faces with sorrow and loss, and didn't know if there were any innate people lurking for a while, so I had to temporarily retreat to Shu Xinyi's side.

She was very caring, and prepared hot water and warm water treasures for me, so that I could cover my lower abdomen so that I wouldn't catch a cold.

I also deliberately prepared a blanket on the sofa for me to cover myself with.

Even Mo Xiu sighed softly in my ear: "You are so considerate, I wouldn't want to leave."

I sat down with a wry smile, only to find that many people were watching with their heads lowered by the armrests on the second floor, and some had tears on their faces.

Probably just like me, I just came today.

There were people beside them, either caringly handing tissues or comforting them softly.

Probably like Shu Xinyi, she develops personnel for Nishangmen.

In the middle of the circle, Yuan Lemei memorized the things on the piece of paper, and began to chant the mantra slowly, and the "sisters" sitting on the periphery also followed her in chant in a low voice.

Obviously they knew the spell, but it was the first time seeing Yuan Lemei still looking at the paper.

In other words, these peripheral women have already used this method.

As the incantation sounded, I didn't recognize what it was, but it felt vaguely familiar.

"This is the transliteration of snake language." Mo Xiu whispered in my ear: "Just like Chinese transliteration of foreign languages, this is a spell that converts the hissing sound of snake language into different tones."

Mo Xiu could speak, but I couldn't, I could only listen.

But as the spell became higher and higher, those women holding hands slowly crawled down, their waists rising and falling with the spell, like...

A coiled and slowly swimming snake!

And as they chanted the spell, the paper man placed next to the white candle seemed to come to life, dancing around the candle.

But it was a paper figure after all. With a wave of his hand, it touched the fire on the white candle and slowly ignited.

Moreover, the speed at which the paper man ignited was consistent with the ups and downs of the witch-robed woman next to her. When a witch-robed woman raised her waist, the paper man next to her would catch fire.

As more and more paper figurines were burned, the paper figurines in the back seemed to slowly grow up, and even became alive little by little.

Moxiu seemed to have thought of something, and said in a deep voice to me: "This is using paper as a medium, blood as a spirit, and resentment as a medium to summon the deity. It doesn't seem to be the case, it seems to be more serious than that."

The innate people existed before the extinction of the world, and the spells they know, even Moxiu would not be able to know them.

Before I understood what was going on, I saw a paper man screaming like a real person because it was burning.

Perhaps it was because the voice was so real that only a few people came from the second floor, and their faces turned pale with fright.

I don't need to pretend at all, my face is white enough.

"It's just a paper figure, it's not real, don't be afraid. You won't see the real effect until after this spell has passed." Shu Xinyi comforted me.

I just nodded my head, but I always felt uneasy.

And in the circle, the paper figurines were burned one by one, and towards the end, they vaguely felt like real people.

Once it was burned, it screamed in pain, but it was incinerated into ashes as if it was just a paper doll.

"This is..." Mo Xiu seemed to have remembered something and said to me: "If this continues, the one named Bu Zhijie may really be burned to death. Stop them!"

I was about to get up when I heard a knock on the door.

"Here we come!" Shu Xinyi smiled softly, waved her hand, and someone had already opened the door.

As the door opened, a boy with acne on his face and a fuzzy beard walked in a little confused, carrying a schoolbag.

He didn't seem to feel the pain of being burned by the fire, but walked step by step towards Yuan Lemei in the witchcraft circle.

Right next to Yuan Lemei, the paper man had become exactly like the original figure, screaming in pain as it was burned by fire.

Now even Mo Xiu didn't know what was going on.

Just when we were in a daze, the real Bu Zhijie walked outside the witchcraft circle and knelt down to Yuan Lemei: "Xiaomei, I was wrong. I took money from my family, let's elope."

(End of this chapter)