8: Chapter 8 Witch 8: Chapter 8 Witch “This is already the least punishnt I can give you.
If it weren’t for this being Bai Lian’s ho, even if you slapped yourself a hundred tis, I wouldn’t let you go!” Liu Hun glared fiercely, worried about being discovered by other villagers.
If that happened, Bai Lian’s reputation would not only be lost but could also beco the talk of the neighboring villages.
This Rascal Chen was truly heartless, using such ruthless ans for his own gain.
Liu Hun watched as Bai Lian fainted on the ground for a short ti, then approached and slapped Rascal Chen twice, directly pulling a small gourd from his arms and feeding her a dicine Pill.
After doing this, he finally looked at Rascal Chen.
The two slap marks were bright red on his face, and Rascal Chen squatted on the ground, gritting his teeth in pain.
In Wanbao Village, except for his own mother, no one dared to lay a hand on him; Liu Hun was the first!
As long as there are mountains, one need not worry about firewood.
For now, he’d play weak, but once he had the chance later, he’d make Liu Hun taste sothing worse than death!
“Liu Hun…
you’ve hit , and saved her, so could you let go?
I…
I’m thinking there’s sothing urgent at my house, and I must hurry back!
How about…
how about we talk another day?” As soon as he finished speaking, Rascal Chen was so scared he didn’t dare to look at Liu Hun, and bolted towards the door.
Liu Hun blocked the door, “Did I say you could leave?”
“Liu Hun!” Rascal Chen gritted his teeth in hatred, touching his face, he stepped back a few paces, not daring to look at Liu Hun.
In the powerful aura and brute strength of Liu Hun, he was like an ant about to be crushed by an elephant.
He never expected this outco, nor did he expect Aunt Qiu to bring Liu Hun here.
If he had known sooner, even with three extra bucks, he would never have stepped into this ss on his own accord.
Liu Hun maintained a solemn face, gripping Rascal Chen’s collar with one hand, “You’re bold, and I won’t let you off!”
Standing at the doorway, Aunt Qiu paced back and forth, since earlier it had been at least an hour.
During this hour, there had been no sound from inside the house, as she hadn’t heard Rascal Chen chanting any exorcism spells.
Rascal Chen had brought Holy Water, ought to be for her.
This hour she’d waited anxiously, a few tis almost pushing the door open.
However, thinking that Holy Water would eventually end up in her hands, she held her temper.
“Knock, knock!” She knocked twice.
With no response, Aunt Qiu cautiously pushed the door open, exclaiming in surprise, “Where is everyone?”
She scanned the surroundings, except for Bai Lian still lying in bed, there wasn’t a single person.
She didn’t know where Rascal Chen and Liu Hun had run off to.
But seeing the Holy Water on the table, she eagerly went forward, uncorked the gourd, and drank it in one gulp.
“Thud~” Aunt Qiu felt dizzy, unable to support herself, and collapsed to the ground.
The next day just before dawn, at the village entrance, a middle-aged woman in a qipao walked slowly.
After accompanying her husband Ye Canghai back from a trip to the county with a carriage full of goods, and even getting her favorite clothes, Fen Ran was delighted.
Bai Lian ran up hurriedly, “Sothing’s wrong, sothing’s wrong, village chief, you should…
should co take a look at my place.”
Village chief Ye Canghai, looking at Bai Lian’s ample bosom and graceful figure, couldn’t help licking his lips, eyes glowing.
Not seeing this young widow for so many days, he couldn’t deny she maintained herself so well, making n feel itchy all over.
Everything was in the right place, her figure swaying like a water snake in front of him.
Fen Ran took a deep breath.
Her beauty was accentuated by her clothes, but if compared in body shape, the Bai Lian in front of her could perfectly surpass her.
Ye Canghai remained calm, “What happened?
Don’t panic, speak slowly.”
“For so reason, I can’t get into my house.
And many people say there’s an evil influence that requires the sorceress’s help.
But if…
if…” By this point, Bai Lian was in such a rush it seed like her eyebrows were on fire.
“Speak slowly!” Having seen the world, Ye Canghai appeared relatively calm.
“But if sothing’s missing from inside, then goodness knows what will happen, please co with to have a look, village chief.” Bai Lian pleaded anxiously.
Without a word, Ye Canghai led Fen Ran, running with Bai Lian towards her ho.
Not even reaching the door, they already saw a crowd of villagers gathered, peering inside.
“What are you all doing?
Why are you crowding around?” the village chief’s strong voice echoed around them.
“The village chief is here, quickly!
Clear out!”
“Wow, if the village chief is so alard, it must be sothing interesting next.”
“Hahaha, I’m really curious about what’s inside this house.”
Hearing the discussions from many villagers, Ye Canghai frowned slightly.
Gossip was the least trustworthy thing; he understood this more than anyone.
Liu Hun was sowhat annoyed, previously these people gathered at Bai Lian’s doorstep, made it so he had to tread lightly while rescuing Mao’er.
Now Ye Canghai was here, indicating the situation was worse than before.
But maybe sothing indeed was blocking the door, otherwise, with his strength, he should’ve been able to push it open.
Qin Yue hesitated, “Today, I brought Yulan to my house for a al, everything was fine.
But I wasn’t comfortable letting her return ho alone, so I accompanied her back.
But upon reaching her place, the door just couldn’t be opened.
Later, I sought Liu Hun’s help but still, the door wouldn’t budge, so what can we do?”
“Wow, based on what you said, there might indeed be a problem with the door.
Maybe it’s really sothing superstitious?” Ye Canghai murmured, having so disbelief in his eyes.
He had received a higher education and naturally understood that evil forces and the like didn’t exist in this world.
Qin Yue frowned slightly, “How about I call Rascal Chen’s mom over?
If there really is an evil spirit inside, only she would know how to handle it.”
Ye Canghai swallowed his saliva, he couldn’t deny, Qin Yue was definitely the youngest bride in the village, her exquisite figure was the desire of many n.
He chuckled awkwardly, “Alright, alright, go invite the sorceress over, let’s see what she can do.”
Qin Yue nodded, slipped through the crowd with her petite figure.
Fen Ran felt a pang of jealousy, in this village everyone seed blessed with good figures, and she didn’t know where her advantage lay.
Ye Canghai’s gaze, seemingly digging out his own eyeballs, as if he wanted to feast on the sight.
She clung to Ye Canghai, drawing him in, unwilling to let any other woman have the opportunity to succeed.
Soon, the sorceress was brought over by Qin Yue.
Many people laughed as they watched the sorceress, so believed with devout expressions, others simply gathered to join the excitent.
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