unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 225

There was a brief silence in the room.

Two twin sisters, who had done nothing wrong, were forced to commit suicide with a copper skewer, using their own souls to create a curse. How painful and hateful it was, how could it be resolved by making a clay statue and worshiping it? .

The so-called offering is nothing more than the living seeking peace of mind.

The woman sighed again: "That's what I say, but we didn't kill this man, and we didn't forge the hatred. It's our ancestors' business, and we bear the consequences."

The embroiderer didn't answer this time, and swallowed the sweet potato porridge in big mouthfuls, trying to absorb all the food into her stomach.

She was worried and touched her belly from time to time without any pleasure.

The female ghost was standing next to her, with blood dripping from her body everywhere, even to the feet of the pregnant woman.

"Have you seen my child?"

It kept asking, and every time it asked, a cold air blew over the woman's body, and even the blood under her feet made people feel a chill from the inside out.

The embroiderer shivered, put the bowl down, and whispered: "I'm afraid we are not completely at fault."

The woman didn't hear clearly and asked, "What?"

The embroiderer shook her head: "It's nothing, Auntie, it's a bit cold. Could you please check if the window is closed tightly?"

The woman got up to close the window, at this moment, the female ghost suddenly got down and touched the embroiderer's stomach with her bloody hand.

"Is my baby in your belly?"

Its hands were full of ghostly energy and were not from this world. The embroiderer who was about to give birth suddenly said "ouch" and covered her stomach.

The woman quickly turned around and asked, "Has it started?"

The female ghost's hand touched it again: "My child, have you seen my child?"

The embroiderer suddenly turned pale, and there was cold sweat on her painful forehead. She took off her clothes and took a look, and saw a faint blue-black handprint on her stomach.

The expressions of both people in the room changed.

The woman was so scared that she lost her mind: "Wait, wait, I'll call someone!"

She almost stumbled out all the way, but Xiu Niang felt her belly tightening and biting cold.

Even the child in his belly struggled, kicking and beating desperately, trying to get rid of the female ghost's hand.

"what"

The embroiderer fell on the bed in pain, curled up together, and water began to flow from her body.

The female ghost did not touch her belly anymore, but stood aside and stared at the embroiderer's belly.

"My baby, my baby is coming out soon!"

It was even more excited than Xiu Niang. It kept wandering around and even wanted to go up and touch her belly again.

However, Song Yu glared at it fiercely in the box.

It was very afraid of Song Yu. Song Yu had a deathly aura about him and was very ferocious. It looked like he was going to eat him directly with just one look.

It silently stayed away and stood close to the window. Although it was scared, its eyes were still staring at Xiu Niang who was crying in pain.

After Song Yu finished glaring at the female ghost, he never expected that a young girl like him would actually watch a childbirth from beginning to end.

The woman's cry of pain, the strong smell of blood, the hot charcoal fire, and even the hot water gave off a leg-weakening smell of death.

Every production is teetering on the edge of death.

However, except for Song Yu, everyone in the room was accustomed to this kind of life and death.

Outside the house, the men who inspected the ancestral hall have returned, with heavy expressions on their faces. They are standing outside the door, as if they are also waiting for the birth.

Song Yu was separated by a wall and listened to the people outside.

"The curse should be gone. The bones are still like that. It's been so many years. We have suffered enough."

"Hard to say."

"Wait and see, why haven't you finished giving birth yet?"

"Yes, why does this life take so long? Lao Zhu, won't it be as difficult to give birth as your mother-in-law?"

No one answered, and someone soon changed the subject: "Do you think the person who smashed the statue was a human or a ghost?"

"It must be a ghost."

"What if someone enters by mistake?"

"Then no one has time to go to the ancestral hall and smash statues. Besides, if you are a real person, you won't be scared to death when you see the corpse."

The men were not frightened by the cries and the smell of blood in the room. In their eyes, this was a normal thing.

Soon, a faint cry sounded in the room.

The child is out.

Just when Song Yu thought it was over, the room suddenly became silent.

There was another little cry from a child, not the same one, but a pair of twins.

Uncle Zhang slammed the door outside: "Open the door!"

A woman who helped deliver the baby opened the door cautiously. The wind and snow rushed in, and the cold air swept away the smell of blood in the room.

The people surrounding them also moved aside, revealing the two children.

One is normal and the other is blind.

The men outside also saw it and started talking nonsense again.

"It's a curse!"

"The curse is still there, when will this end!"

"If only then."

"do not talk!"

Uncle Zhang was very decisive. He went forward and pulled a piece of cloth, wrapped the child who didn't even have eye sockets, and started to walk out.

The embroiderer who had just given birth grabbed him tightly.

"Uncle Zhang, let me feed him a sip of milk, just a sip, so that he can be full!"

Uncle Zhang remained unmoved, opened her hand, hugged the child and went out.

The door closed again.

Only the female ghost followed: "Child, my child!"

A series of bloody footprints were left on the ground.

Song Yu also wanted to go out, but the woman in the room was crying and gossiping too much, and she was reluctant to go out.

How could she be missing out on such things as joining in the fun and gossiping?

The women first talked about Uncle Zhang's ruthlessness, then turned to talk about the ancestral hall, and then talked about the past.

"If I hadn't killed the little one back then, there wouldn't have been so many things."

"Isn't it true? It's been so many years. There are two of them in life, and one of them is deformed."

"Hey, it's useless for those who are noisy to go out."

"You said that at night, there are ghosts everywhere. My heart is in my throat, and I am afraid that I don't know how I died."

"The commotion outside at night must not be a curse. Do you know what it is?"

"Where did Tai Sui come from?"

Everyone shook their heads.

All they know is a curse that will last for generations.

But at night, the blood paintings constantly swimming on the walls have nothing to do with the curse.

Someone suddenly said: "Don't ask so many questions. Just take it if you have money. These days are better than before."

After everyone heard this, they stopped talking.

Yes, just take it if you have the money.

The embroiderer suddenly asked: "Do you know where the child has been sent?"

"I don't know. I just didn't tell us because I was afraid that we would be soft-hearted."

"Don't even think about it. Such a child will be a burden when it grows up. You can take care of it and forget it after a long time."

Although they didn't know where they were sent, they all understood what these children were facing.

These women stopped talking about the things that puzzled them and started talking about the trivial things in the village. It didn't take long before they dispersed.

(End of this chapter)