The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

"You damn old woman!"

"Who the hell are you scolding, you old man?"

There was a lot of noisy sound coming from outside the door. Wen Qingliu poked his senior sister and gave her a look.

The two sisters immediately propped their chins on their hands and looked at the door.

The expressions on their faces all showed the excitement of being about to hear big gossip.

As soon as Wudaozi stepped into the courtyard, he felt two pairs of eyes fixed on him.

He looked closely and was a little surprised.

"Shangrong?"

Yun Shangrong curled the corners of her mouth and raised her hand to greet him.

"Hi, Master."

Then she looked at the Poison Lady who came in right after her.

"Hi, Master's Wife."

When Wudaozi heard this name, he jumped up in anger.

"Yun Shangrong! Don't, don't yell at people!"

On the other hand, when Poison Lady heard this name, a hint of surprise flashed across her face, and then she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Oh, you are Shang'er, so beautiful and sweet."

"Qingliu, do you still have that storage talisman? Give another one to Master's Wife."

Wen Qingliu nodded and pulled out a new storage talisman from his sleeve.

The storage talisman was placed on the table, and Poison Lady returned to the room and brought out a pile of small porcelain bottles.

Yun Shangrong watched as small porcelain bottles were put into the storage talisman one by one.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"These drugs are very toxic. If someone bullies you in the future, just sprinkle them on them. If you don't have enough, come and ask Master's Wife for more."

Yun Shangrong's eyes sparkled and she nodded vigorously.

"Senior sister, I made spicy hot pot specially for you."

The two sisters hadn't seen each other for many years, so they stayed in the same room at night.

Rong Jiuxiao held a child in each hand and looked at his princess pitifully.

Yun Shangrong found it a little amusing. She took a few steps forward, hooked her arms around his neck and kissed the corner of his lips.

"My dear husband, thank you for taking care of the child tonight."

Having said that, he pushed him out of the yard and asked him to take the child back to the inn in town.

Wen Qingliu couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

"As expected of you, Senior Sister. You even called your husband."

"As a man, I, your senior sister, can handle it easily."

The two stayed up all night and chatted until late at night.

"Sister, did you hear any sound?"

Yun Shangrong's expression also became a little solemn.

"It sounds like a child crying. Is it your third sister-in-law's child?"

Wen Qingliu shook his head.

"That's impossible. They are very well behaved and never cry during this time."

The two looked at each other and gradually quieted down. At the same time, the crying seemed to be getting closer and closer to them.

Wen Qingliu immediately raised her hand and threw out a barrier talisman that completely enveloped the two senior and junior sisters.

An invisible wall in the air isolated them from the crying just now.

Not long after, a baby's face filled with a black aura seemed to appear outside the wall.

The baby's face is very tender, but the black air lingering on it seems to have its own soul.

Controlling the babies' eyes, he stared at them viciously.

The baby bread that was originally only one gradually split into many pieces, covering the entire barrier.

The black fog gradually spread, enveloping the barrier and blocking out all light.

Wen Qingliu threw out a piece of talisman paper, and in just a moment all those things disappeared.

It was as if what happened just now had never happened and was just a dream.

"The Fantasy World of Infant Corpses..."

Although Yun Shangrong has a deeper understanding of medicine, it does not mean that she knows nothing about it.

"How come there are dead babies, and so many of them? They were apparently fine this afternoon."

Wen Qingliu couldn't help but recall once again the things that happened to the evil cultivator before.

The two looked at each other, put on their shoes and rushed out of the yard.

Fortunately, when this house was first built, I felt that many talismans were used around the house.

So that those dirty and evil spirits will not be able to enter their homes so easily.

The two walked a long way, all the way to a small hill near the town.

It was shrouded in black air, and the oppressive feeling was pressing into the clouds.

At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter.

The two didn't care too much. Wen Qingliu took out the flying carpet again and sat on it.

The road on the mountain is not as easy to walk on as the flat road, even if it is just a small slope.

It’s different when you’re on a flying carpet.

There is no need to worry about whether the bushes will trip you or whether you will get lost.

The two of them rode on a flying carpet and headed straight towards the direction where the black fog was the thickest.

After seeing the scene below, Wen Qingliu couldn't help but gasp.

Yun Shangrong's chest heaved violently and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The top of the mountain was littered with the corpses of children, the oldest of whom looked only a few months old.

The youngest one has a wrinkled face and looks like he has only been born for a short time.

"How can this be possible? How can there be such a wicked person?"

The two jumped off the flying tower and dealt with the children who had died unjustly.

The soul has disappeared, it is obvious that it was not a natural death.

Instead, it was as if something had sucked away the purest spiritual energy from the newborn.

When a child is just born, his soul is clear and he depends on his spirit to survive.

Since their spirit has left their bodies, they naturally won't live long.

The remaining things emitting black air can only prove that their deaths were truly unjust.

But even so, these children cannot be brought back to life.

Even these corpses are just empty shells.

After dealing with the carcasses, it was almost noon.

When Rong Jiuxiao returned to the yard, he brought his two children with him. The children had been waiting for an unknown period of time.

Zhao Chen and others also sat in rows in the yard waiting for Wen Qingliu to come back.

Seeing them come back, Rong Jiuxiao rushed over and looked at Yun Shangrong from left to right.

"Is something wrong?"

"Qingliu, what happened that made you run out so early in the morning? Why are you coming back just now?"

Everyone was a little surprised when Wen Qingliu spoke concisely about the baby's corpse.

Who on earth could do such an inhumane thing?

"Now the bodies of those babies have been purified, but after all... they have lost their souls."

As he spoke, Wen Qingliu felt a little reluctant. After all, this was no different from being torn apart.

"Master, I feel that the evil cultivators are not far away from us."

“I’m very familiar with the dark aura that came looking for me and my senior sister last night.”

“It seems like I encountered it a few days ago.”

Wu Daozi nodded.

"This is normal. After all, no bad guy will stand in front of you and say that he is the bad guy."

"It's the same for evil cultivators. No one will admit that they are an evil cultivator. After all, it's not a glorious thing."

As soon as Zhao Zhizhi entered the house, she saw the heavy atmosphere in the house.

"What's wrong with you? Fourth sister-in-law, is this your senior sister?"