She spent a few more days trying her best to perfect this puppet, although it was not made by a living person, and it was inevitable that there were some small flaws, not as good as a living puppet like her mother, but it was already the best result for Wuya.

She cherishes it and regards it as her life, and from now on, this is her puppet, they will be integrated and inseparable, and she will only have this puppet for the rest of her life.

Maybe it's because of life and death, she sometimes even forgets that what she has in front of her is just a puppet, in her eyes, she always feels that he has never left, and he is clearly a living Zixin.

Either way, this time, she would never let him go again.

She took Zixin back to the town, if nothing else, this revenge is her death, and she must avenge it.

How can the person she likes die in vain?

She wants to make the one who killed him regret being born in this world!

It didn't take long for her to find Miss Suo Xue, such a flamboyant and powerful rich lady, who could easily get the news after a little inquiry in the town.

It is rumored that the eldest lady of the Suo Xue family, because of her married fiancé, Zi Xin, unfortunately passed away some time ago, and she was too sad and sick in bed until now. This in-law contracted by the two patriarchs was also nullified as a matter of course, but some people said that the Suo Xue family found someone to return it the next day.

No matter how true or false the rumors are, there is no need to confirm it, the person who went down to the fader has already been determined to be Suo Xue.

The woman that the slave of the An Jae family said, the woman she described, is really too few in such a small town, which is unforgettable.

When Wuya found Suo Xue, she didn't do it directly, she followed Suo Xue for a while.

She wanted to see how much regret this woman who had been in-law with her son Xin, the woman she had once conceded to.

The remnant sun was like blood, endless gloom, Wu Ya sat on the roof with her head tilted, Zixin sat beside her and accompanied her quietly, reaching out and gently stroking her long hair, like caressing the most precious treasure.

She looked down, and the dazzling and beautiful woman in the crowd was still particularly eye-catching, and she was loudly directing the servants in her house to carry things for her.

Looking at her expression, there is no sadness, and there is no haggard appearance when she first recovers from a serious illness, just like when she first saw her, with a little strength and arrogance between her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

After a while, she returned to the mansion with a group of servants, Wu Ya quietly followed her to confirm the location, on the way, for some reason, Suo Xue seemed to notice that someone was watching her gaze, she always had to stop and look around before continuing to walk, extra cautious.

Wuya just watched quietly for a while and left, she went to Anzai's Mansion to get something before returning to Suoxue's Mansion.

Night had fallen, and she quietly entered the small building where Suo Xue lived, the two-story building was very luxuriously furnished, all of which showed the wealth of Suo Xue's family.

Yes, it is such a rich and noble family, and after paying hush money, Zixin's cause of death does not mention what the eldest lady of their family did at all.

The beautiful and proud eldest lady reached out and pushed Zixin as a matter of course.

The whole person was in the shadows, and Wuya sat silently on the stairs leading to the second floor, watching Suo Xue walk around the first floor.

Suo Xue closed the doors and windows of the entire room before returning to the table.

She bought a lot of things today and still packed them in boxes, but they are here

I took it out of the box when I got it.

Wu Ya watched as she took out a statue from the box and placed it on the table, and bowed to the statue reverently.

She pursed her lips, wondering why Suo Xue had come back with a statue.

Suo Xue went on to open the other boxes, and when she saw what she had taken out, Wu Ya's eyes turned cold.

All the boxes were filled with evil spirit-repelling objects, statues of gods, peachwood swords, jade, and a thick stack of paper talismans painted with cinnabar, so there were still a lot of them in her room.

I only heard Suo Xue sticking yellow rune paper everywhere in the house, and there were words in her mouth.

"Immortal bless, bless! I didn't mean to kill Zi Xin, please ask the immortal Mingjian, tell his soul not to come to me again! I am unintentional, really unintentional!"

"Go and reincarnate as soon as possible, don't enter my dream again! I really didn't kill you, anyway, you are sick and won't live for a few years!

"I asked the senior monks in the temple to help me open the light today, it is very effective, you come again and be careful of the soul scattered!"

"Bless bless, Buddha bless, Bodhisattva bless!"

Suddenly, Suo Xue only felt a gust of wind blowing, and a black shadow suddenly appeared, sitting on the table next to her, like a ghost, and the sound was like being fished out of the ice and snow of the cold winter moon.

"Do you think the gods and Buddhas of the heavens will bless you from dying today?"

"Ahh

Suo Xue was so frightened by this sudden sound that she fell to the ground, and the rune paper in her hand was scattered all over the ground.

The figure at the table was small, not like Zixin's appearance, she stood up on the ground, swallowed her saliva, only felt that this atmosphere was by no means a good sign, she turned around and ran to the door, a few hair-like threads flashed, the door was sealed, she tried to pull it in a panic, but she couldn't open it at all.

Suo Xue banged on the door and screamed for help, but it was quiet outside the door, and the huge mansion seemed to have no living person, and she screamed loudly but no one came.

Her scalp tingled, and she shuddered and turned to lean against the door, looking at the people at the table.

"You...... Who are you!"

The man at the table chuckled, and it turned out to be a woman's voice, "Of course you don't know me, do you know him?"

Suo Xue felt that her shoulder was patted, and at some point someone was standing next to her, she stiffened her body and turned her head to look, only to see Zi Xin, who had obviously fallen to death, standing beside her, holding a golden silk robe in her hand.

The gold-threaded garment she wanted.

Zixin looked at her and asked, "Don't you want this golden silk robe?" ”

It's really Zixin's voice!

Suo Xue's scalp suddenly exploded and screamed, pushed his hand away indiscriminately, fell to the ground, shook his head and stepped back, "Don't! I don't want to!

Her hand touched the rune paper behind her, like a life-saving straw, she quickly grabbed it, trembling and holding it in front of her, as if she felt that she could scare off Zixin's soul.

"Don't, don't come, I'll scatter your soul if you come!"

I don't know if the rune paper has an effect, Zixin actually stood still and didn't move, so she calmed down a little.

Wu Ya flipped her wrist, and a thin thread slapped Suo Xue the face, beating her hair and her well-groomed hair to be scattered.

"Kill him or do you want him to be gone?" Wuya muttered in a low voice, and even chuckled

It's the laughter that makes people feel creepy.

"Apologize to him. ”

Suo Xue had never been insulted like this, her eyes turned red instantly, she covered her face and stared at her and then stared at Zixin, who was standing still at the door, and a vicious aura suddenly surged up.

"Why should Miss Ben apologize, he is just a sick ghost, he will die sooner or later, it is his honor to be able to help Miss Ben before he dies, Miss Ben does not apologize! I did something wrong! I am not wrong!"

Wuya sneered, "Good, good. ”

Suo Xue wanted to say more, but found that her side was densely covered with thin lines, shining in the firelight with a chilling cold light, and she was surrounded by these thin lines that were as sharp as blades.

Before she could scream, the thin lines tightened abruptly towards her.

With a muffled sound, the thin thread strangled through, and the person who was still standing suddenly seemed to be a burst persimmon, spraying a cloud of blood mist and falling into the room.

Suo Xue was cut into a mess of rotten flesh.

Standing in the slimy room covered with blood, Wu Ya slowly turned her body to look at the piles of evil spirits in this room, and there was a statue of the Bodhisattva god with kind eyebrows on the table in front of her, but at this moment, there were a lot of blood stains on the plain face of the compassionate people, and the appearance became extremely sad and terrifying.

She raised the corners of her mouth and sneered softly, but the cold light in her eyes still did not disperse.

"People like you fear ghosts and gods?"

Wu Ya stretched out her hand and picked up the statue, took it in her hand and looked at it carefully, her tone faintly inaudible to hear any emotion.

"If you really know how to fear ghosts and gods, how can you do such a thing?"

It was clear that no one would answer her, whether it was the puppet behind her, or the pool of flesh and blood that was originally a person as if it had melted on the ground, no one would answer her again.

In such a suffocating bloody air, she suddenly raised her hand, and the idol in her hand came out of her hand and fell to the ground, shattering at her feet, and the splashed splinters cut through her palm, but she didn't realize it, letting the palm drip with blood.

"Even if there are really gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts in this world, I will cut you into a puddle of mud with my own hands in front of them! Not to mention that you invited a Bodhisattva to come, you just invited this god and Buddha to come, and punish me for living and going to hell in this world, I just want to let you know that if I want to kill you, the gods can't save you!"

She reached out and knocked down the candle flame on the table, turned and walked out through the doorway, and soon the whole room was consumed by a merciless tongue of fire, like the red lotus karmic fire of hell.

Wu Ya stood on the roof of another small building and watched the raging fire, the entire Suo Xue Mansion was in chaos, everyone ran and screamed to rush to put out the fire, but they couldn't extinguish the fire that was burning more and more in that small building.

She raised her face and looked a little softer, reached out and carefully touched Zi Xin's face, the blood on her fingers left a few traces of blood on that cold face, imprinted with fire, but it seemed to be a little more angry.

She raised her right hand, and Zixin also raised her left hand, and on the hands of the two people, a thin puppet wire was tied to the little fingers, connecting them tightly.

"Zixin, I love you. ”

Even if their hands are stained with blood and they fall into the deepest darkness, they will always be bound together through the puppet line and will never be separated from each other.

If you love someone, you can't wait to get into his flesh and blood, grind with his ears and temples, and break his head and bleed.

Then she loves Zi Xin.