Man's "wife" crisis

"Did it scare you at that time?" A snow-white hand held Han Xiaomo's fist, Han Xiaoqin appeared in front of Han Xiaomo, and gently stroked Han Xiaomo's cheek with the other hand, "I'm sorry, Xiaomo, let me You do this kind of thing...do you hate me?"

Han Xiaomo shook his head. He knew that after today, when Yincao was repatriated, he would never be able to see her again.

The reason why Han Xiaoqin's soul could not return to the underworld smoothly was not only that she had great resentment towards those men who harmed her, but also because she was burdened with serious crimes!

Before her sins are forgiven, she can't go anywhere, and can only stay in the gap between the world and the underworld, until she finds Han Xiaomo, a person who can be connected with her blood.

Seeing that Han Xiaomo could sense his own existence, Han Xiaoqin decided to try desperately.

She used her ability to make the outline of her body clearer, so she could maintain her human appearance and stand in front of Han Xiaomo.

"Xiaomo, only you can save me! Sister, please, don't be afraid of me!"

Hearing Han Xiaoqin's familiar voice, Han Xiaomo's tears flowed down his cheeks.

Although everyone said that Han Xiaoqin's death had nothing to do with him, these days, he felt guilty every day, blaming himself for why he didn't move faster, why he didn't take a good look at Han Xiaoqin, why he didn't rush to hold her at the critical moment!

"Sister... sister!" Han Xiaomo rushed over, hugged Han Xiaoqin, but penetrated her body.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses. The other party...is not human at all!

"Xiaomo, actually I... I am a witch of this generation, so I can rely on witch power to maintain my human form." Han Xiaoqin sighed helplessly.

Han Xiaomo still remembered how shocked he was when Han Xiaoqin's soul said this.

Although there are fewer people who believe in it now, their village has believed in witchcraft since ancient times, and Han Xiaomo and his family have always enshrined the god of ancestor Wu Dijiang, and the incense is constantly burning.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Wu clan was powerful and divided into twelve tribes, each of which believed in twelve ancestor gods.

Each tribe is led by a powerful wizard. That wizard is revered as a great witch. His strength is above all wizards. It is said that he is the only one who can communicate with the ancestors.

The big witches are responsible for the rise and fall of the entire tribe, and the consumption of witch power is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Therefore, gradually, the twelve big witches began to disappear one by one, and the last four fought each other due to various reasons, and were finally destroyed by the Yellow Emperor.

Since then, the wizard family has been on the decline, but their descendants still maintain the ancient customs, so Han Xiaomo and his village still have wizards like Qipo, but he has never heard of it, and the village has even There are witches.

The witch is different from other wizards, her main duty is to protect the great witch.

Before fulfilling her duties, she must dedicate everything to the Great Witch, so she must remain pure.

Han Xiaoqin's purity was ruined by men from several cities, so Han Xiaoqin committed the felony of betraying the great witch, and ended her life in a daze like a curse.

After her death, her soul still could not be reborn, so she had to rely on the power of blood to find Han Xiaomo and tell her younger brother the importance of the matter.

To free her soul, she must get rid of those evil men according to her curse.

So she transferred all her witch power to Han Xiaomo.

Accepting the witch power from Han Xiaoqin was a painful process for Han Xiaomo.

His blood seemed to be frozen, his whole body was tingling, blood flowed out of his nose continuously, and the blood flowed into his mouth, bringing a strong fishy smell.

"Xiaomo, I'm sorry, this is shady witch power...it will make you feel painful." Han Xiaoqin cried and apologized while forcing her own witch power into Han Xiaomo's chest, "But, I really can't help it. .”

"Ah..." Han Xiaomo gritted his teeth and stood still. The pain in his body was already a little numb, but various pictures appeared in his mind like flying.

Those...all are the epitome of Han Xiaoqin's memory...

"Xiaoqin, you are the only witch in the village, you must protect the child that the hero gave birth to."

"Xiaoqin, you were born for Hansheng, so you..."

Seventh wife, grandpa...why do they say that?Sister and uncle?

"No! Stop it! Don't touch me!"

Suddenly, he heard Han Xiaoqin's shrill cry, and a few black shadows flashed in front of his eyes. He couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could feel that they were firmly grasping his arms...

In other words, it was Han Xiaoqin's arm...

"Don't..." Han Xiaomo suddenly opened his mouth, and the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't stop falling.

Han Xiaoqin's memory made him empathize with him, and he immediately understood the mission and responsibility he had to undertake next.

You must kill those bastards, and exchange their souls for the forgiveness of the god ancestors!

In order to liberate Han Xiaoqin as soon as possible, Han Xiaomo used the shortest time to learn how to use these witch powers from Qipo, and became the person to replace Han Xiaoqin.

Qi Po was not happy at first, but when she learned that Han Xiaoqin's abilities had been transferred to the child in front of her, even if she was not happy, she could only accept this reality.

For Han Xiaoqin's role, women are called witches, while men are called witches. Therefore, Han Xiaomo became the only and last witch in the village.

But Han Xiaoqin didn't expect that Han Xiaomo could manipulate witchcraft so quickly, get rid of those men without hesitation, and show no flaws in front of the police and even Han Hansheng!

Cold and decisive, hidden, yet so pure...

Although a little unwilling, she had a premonition that Han Xiaomo would be more suitable for this role than herself.

"Xiaomo, now you can perfectly control this power. You have to help Uncle Han Sheng well, and use this power to protect him before his ability awakens... This is my last wish..." Han Xiaoqin smiled very Helpless, "I have been waiting for the day when I can go out to find him and become his wife, but it turns out that those are not my fate. If you can, tell him for me, in fact... I have always liked him, really like."

I really like him, but I just can't be with him anymore, so at least, I have to let myself choose someone who can replace me...

It's just that no matter who it is, she will feel sad and unwilling to entrust Han Hansheng to the other party like this.

In the end, Han Xiaoqin couldn't help crying.

"Sister." Han Xiaomo grasped the innocent ghost who was supposed to have no entity. After obtaining the witch power, it is not so difficult to materialize Han Xiaoqin.

"This... I can't do it."

"Is that so... I see." Han Xiaoqin said calmly, "It's okay."

"You should tell Uncle about this in person." Han Xiaomo grabbed her tightly, as if afraid that she would run away suddenly, "Because Uncle really likes you!"

"Xiaomo, I already..." Han Xiaoqin smiled helplessly.

She is no longer a human being, she is just a ghost. If Han Hansheng had no external help, he would not even be able to hear her voice.

Moreover, she has been trapped in this world for too long, and the underworld has issued an ultimatum to her. If she does not leave, her soul will disappear completely.

She has no time to arrange any phantasms to meet her favorite person.

"Sister, don't forget, you still have me." Han Xiaomo looked very confident and reliable at this time. After this series of events, he had fully grasped the ability from his sister and knew that he could do more for her.

"Now you and I have the same attribute of witchcraft, and we can tolerate each other's souls."

Han Xiaoqin was startled when she heard the words, "You mean... lend me your body?"

"That's right!" Han Xiaomo replied decisively, without thinking, "I have already learned how to summon souls!"

"You..." Han Xiaoqin was surprised and speechless after hearing his younger brother's answer.

She didn't even learn the art of summoning souls, but her younger brother who accepted her ability could master it so quickly?

Did she...underestimate Han Xiaomo's ability?