Chapter 8 — Little Witch of Vengeance

The shopkeeper sighed and said in a low voice: "Miss, stop looking, go home." "Why?" The shopkeeper sighed again, his voice lowered even more. "That Tieu Am Phong is not easy to provoke, arrogant and arrogant, no one dares to provoke her. Her back yard has raised countless grooms. The youngest son of my father's uncle's eldest daughter's neighbor was snatched by her, and never came back again. The lady's husband is afraid. I can't go back either, don't look anymore, go home." I don't understand: "At the feet of the Emperor, where is the king's law? She has the audacity to act like this, is there no one to take care of her?" told me.”25I returned to my room and thought for a long time. In the end, we still decided to spy on the general's palace that night, we had to find On Du. But my physical skills are very bad. There are definitely people patrolling the general's palace, not to mention avoiding those guards. Even the high wall outside the general's palace, I can't climb into. By that time, before I could find On Du, I had probably already become one of the little ghosts baring my fangs and claws outside the wall. Therefore, we cannot rush in haphazardly. I opened the package and found a small pile of bones. Both hands pressed together. Very quickly, those small bone fragments were put together in an orderly manner. A few breaths later, several rats with pearly white bones immediately prostrated themselves before me. I touched the heads of the little guys and gave them orders. They were very smart, after hearing and understanding, they rubbed my fingers, then jumped out of the window, disappearing into the night. 26 The little skeletons had small bodies, quick movements, and very easily sneaked into the general's palace. They mentally communicate with us, our consciousness also moves with them. The General's palace is very large, with guards patrolling back and forth. Very strange, the aura in the palace was very mixed, and the murderous aura was even more intense to the point of absurdity. I sat in the inn, my eyebrows slightly furrowed, fine sweat beading on my forehead. I still can't feel On Du's breath anymore, which makes me a little impatient. So I controlled the bone rat to go to the place where the blood and murderous aura was strongest. That place seemed to be a small courtyard, a bit old and rundown, not like a place where people lived. In the yard there are several stone mortars, dark red in color. In the corner of the yard, it seems like there are also some pigs, very fat. The whole institute can be said to be completely incompatible with the general's palace. My hands began to tremble uncontrollably, causing my whole body to begin to tremble as well. In that mixed smell of blood and filth, I felt a few rays of On Du's breath. Very weak, so weak that it looks like it's about to disappear. I trembled so much that I could only desperately grab the edge of the table, my fingertips digging into the wood. Pigs are eating, eating very happily. Broken bones and flesh and blood were mixed in the pig pen, trampled on by pigs' hooves until they no longer had any shape. The sound of gnawing clearly entered my ears, it was half a piece of skull, attached to vague flesh. I couldn't hold it anymore, my whole body fell to the ground helplessly, constantly vomiting. I wanted to scream something, but my throat couldn't make any sound. 27 Late at night, I sat expressionless at the table, carefully cleaning the remaining flesh and blood from my skull. The dim oil lamp light shone on the white bone, making it slightly yellow. I use a carving knife to carve that skull into a puppet. The sharp carving knife left a few cuts on my finger. I caressed the wet, sticky blood, very strangely, I didn't feel any pain. …My Wen Du is dead, dead in appearance

military government. I use a secret technique to forcefully pull his soul back from the underworld. But no success. Wen Du… is dead. He was very hurt, very afraid, from body to soul. Pain and fear prevented his soul from taking shape. Before he could wait for the devil to send him, it was already gone. That night, I collapsed, hugging the puppet and crying all night, my heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe. After that, I found that group of people in black and forcefully extracted their souls. From their memories, I know the whole incident. 28 That day, after On Du refused Tieu Am Phong's invitation, she refused to let it go, but sent someone to investigate On Du's background. That night, Tieu Am Phong took the village and I to threaten him, forcing On Du to follow her back to the palace. On Du was afraid that she would harm us, so he had no choice but to follow her. Returning to the general's palace, Tieu Am Phong ordered someone to take On Du to his chamber. The room was filled with a strong scent. She wriggled her waist, deliberately loosening her coat in front of On Du, her voice soft: "As long as you obediently be my husband, your small village and that fiancee of yours, I can ignore it all." On Du refused. Tieu Am Phong did not give up. She began to wear gorgeous clothes and dance in front of On Du, using all her seductive tricks. On Du had never experienced such a thing, he was scared and disgusted, he just wanted to run away.