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Chapter 121 I Have a Pair of Yin-Yang Eyes 28
Fang Rumei then went on and on, but Yu Muhuai didn't listen carefully.

Because at this moment, Wang Manyun, who had finished her makeup, had already come out of her private dressing room.

Although the size of the cursed child on her shoulder hadn't increased, its aura had become even more terrifying.

Wang Manyun was in even worse shape than before; even heavy makeup couldn't hide her haggard appearance. Her eyes were lifeless and dull, having long lost their former radiance.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks were sunken, and her face was pale, indicating that she hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Her dance dress seemed to have been specially altered, smaller than the original size, to fit her increasingly thin figure.

As Wang Manyun passed by, Yu Muhuai sniffed, keenly sensing a strange, rotten smell.

It smells a bit like the smell of rotting flesh.

Wang Manyun herself must have been aware of this, which is why she sprayed a lot of perfume. However, the combination of fragrance and stench created an even stranger smell.

Fang Rumei, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but sneeze. She peeked at Wang Manyun as she walked away, and then whispered, "That perfume smells so strong! What's wrong with Sister Manyun? Is her nose stuffy after she got sick?"

Yu Muhuai frowned as he watched the other person's departing figure, a vague sense of unease creeping into his heart.

If left unchecked, this cursed child will only grow stronger. But if she intervenes now and alerts it too early, she, Ma Xiaoan, Jiang Ting, and Shao's mother might all be in danger.

Ultimately, it was all the work of Ji Quan, the mastermind behind the Tao family.

I have no idea what kind of person he is. I know almost nothing about him right now, and I'm still too passive.

Communicating with ghosts to send them to gather information is clearly not going to work. That's a wicked man who controls ghosts; if any demons or monsters get close, they'll probably become food for the cursed children beside him.

It's even more impossible for Jiang Ting to inquire about it; it's already quite good that he can protect Xiao An.

Unable to come to a conclusion after much thought, Yu Muhuai simply put the matter aside for now and decided to deal with it later.

Tonight marks the first performance by Wang Manyun, the leading singer of Qianximen, after a week-long break. Many audience members came specifically to support her. Therefore, although it's not the weekend, it's even more lively than a typical weekend.

After the warm-up performance, it was time for singer Wang Manyun to take the stage.

The song she prepared was a classic love song, which is widely sung in Zhenyu Kingdom.

Although Wang Manyun was in poor condition, she was covered up with heavy makeup. When the spotlight shone on her, she was still the renowned and beautiful songstress.

The cursed child did not deprive her of her beautiful voice; from the very first note, everyone in the audience was immersed in her melodious and graceful singing.

Times have changed. Today, this love song sounds more poignant and melancholic, touching the hearts of many sentimental listeners.

Listening to the singing backstage, Yu Muhuai's unease grew stronger.

Suddenly, a scream came from outside.

Without a second thought, Yu Muhuai lifted her skirt and ran out.

At this moment, the entire Qianxi Gate was in complete chaos.

Some people hadn't reacted yet, some were still screaming in terror, some were watching curiously, and some were backing away in fear.

But everyone's attention was focused on the woman who had fallen on the stage.

Songstress Wang Manyun.

Just as the love song was coming to an end, blood suddenly trickled from the corner of Wang Manyun's mouth. Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, she smiled and slowly fell backward in the most beautiful way.

This is her stage, and no one can take away her beauty.

Yu Muhuai never expected that Wang Manyun would choose to end her life by swallowing drugs.

This was the most decisive way to confront a force she couldn't resist. The Qianxi Gate security guards rushed forward immediately, but Wang Manyun had already stopped breathing, a smile on her face.

Soon, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Wang Manyun's skin quickly became dry, wrinkled, and darkened, and even her makeup couldn't cover up the changes.

Before the security guards could even touch the other person's hand, they abruptly pulled it back, then stumbled backward several steps in terror. One of them tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his face.

Wang Manyun's changes continued; her body was rapidly shrinking. It seemed as if some unknown force was sucking away her flesh, and her clothes gradually collapsed.

Her hair changed from jet black to gray, and finally from gray to snow white, as if she had transformed into an elderly woman in an instant.

The security guards who were closest to the scene scrambled to escape, and several grown men were also terrified by the sight before them, letting out sharp screams.

One moment she was a beautiful woman with fair skin and delicate bones, the next she was a emaciated, dried-up corpse.

This stark contrast captivated everyone present.

"There's a ghost!!"

"There's a demon! A demon is sucking people's blood and flesh!"

"Run! There's a monster!"

The crowd, finally realizing what was happening, began to riot, with some people letting out incomprehensible shouts.

Startled by the noise, the audience dared not linger and rushed toward the main entrance as if fleeing for their lives, resulting in several stampedes.

Yu Muhuai went directly up from backstage. She could see the dispersing crowd, the terrified expressions on people's faces, and the entire change that occurred after Wang Manyun's suicide.

It makes it easier to see the cursed child on the other person's shoulder.

After Wang Manyun died, the cursed child fell off her shoulder, opening its mouth wide and emitting a hoarse hiss that was inaudible to ordinary people.

Yu Muhuai could tell from its voice that it seemed to be in great pain.

At the same time, Wang Manyun's soul and essence were completely devoured by the Cursed Child after her death. That's why, to outsiders, Wang Manyun turned into a dried-up corpse in the blink of an eye.

However, even after absorbing these, the Cursed Child's pain did not seem to improve at all. He began to look around, as if searching for something.

When he saw Yu Muhuai, his dark eyes immediately locked onto him.

Yu Muhuai felt a chill run down his spine, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

She suddenly remembered Ma Suozhu's words: the Cursed Child needs a host after it leaves the growth dish. Now that its host, Wang Manyun, is dead, it must be searching for another temporary host.

This guy has his eye on me!
Without a second thought, Yu Muhuai turned and ran.

The Qianxi Sect is in complete chaos, filled with people like Yu Muhuai running around aimlessly, and no one notices her strange behavior at all.

The crowd, including the staff, ran towards the door, while Yu Muhuai went against the flow and ran inside.

This filthy guy must have his eye on his special abilities. There was no way to avoid him. Yu Muhuai gritted his teeth and prepared to fight.

Ju-on-dolls have no external form and cannot be blocked by objects.

In crowded places, it would actually restrict her movements.

Yu Muhuai led the Cursed Child and soon arrived at the second-floor corridor.

The fifteenth update! ()
A whopping 30,000 words in a single update! Not a single chapter is missing!
The next chapter is an extra chapter. ()

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