I'm modifying myself into the ultimate demon.

Chapter 100 The real boss, it turns out, is you!!!
If the white-robed infant had simply been looking at Chen Mo, it would have been fine... but the fact that it smiled slightly at Chen Mo was chilling.

Fortunately, Chen Mo was no longer the novice he was when he first transmigrated, and he wasn't too afraid. He also knew that when facing ghosts, the more afraid you show, the more the ghosts will think you're easy to bully, and they'll become increasingly arrogant.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the white-robed baby.

At the same time, the panel was opened without anyone noticing.

Sure enough, a transparent square appeared on the white-robed baby's body, densely covered with transparent rods.

Chen Mo tried to read it, but found that he couldn't. So he counted the number of transparent bars.

There were... a total of thirty-six!
It's the same coffin I saw inside the altar of the Goddess of the Red Lantern Temple.

It's more than twice as much as Juan'er's.

Juan'er is a white-robed ghost with sixty years of cultivation, so this evil infant... must have already reached a cultivation level of over a hundred years!
A century of cultivation, a white-robed ghost...

This was the first time Chen Mo had seen this since he transmigrated.

Although he felt a lot of pressure, perhaps because of the ghost bone, or perhaps because Chen Mo himself practiced martial arts, the hot blood in his body was surging spontaneously.

wow~
A gust of cold wind swept through, howling into the theater and causing the white lanterns hanging around the stage to creak and groan.

Sitting next to Chen Mo, Li Qiuhan noticed that Chen Mo was staring straight ahead, so she looked over and found the seat empty. "Young Master Mo, what are you looking at?"

Chen Mo raised his right hand, pointed ahead, and said, "The Evil Infant is sitting right there."

Li Qiuhan looked closely but still couldn't see anything. However, Chen Mo's eyes were clearly very serious, which made Li Qiuhan feel a chill to the bone.

Wang Qiusheng and Lu Wei also looked over and saw that the chair was empty.

Lu Wei shrank back, timidly saying, "Master Chen, don't scare me. There's clearly nothing there, just an empty spot. I'm a fourth-level internal martial arts master, and I've even practiced the Empress's Spirit Preservation Technique, but I've tried everything and still couldn't see anything..."

Before Lu Wei could finish speaking, Chen Mo added, "Not only was there an evil infant sitting in that spot, but every single stool around there was also a ghost infant sitting on it."

pat.

Lu Wei and Wang Hansheng were so frightened that they slid off their chairs and fell to the ground, their hair standing on end and their hands and feet trembling.

"Why can't we see them? I've spent half my life learning exorcism skills, but in the end, I can't even see the evil spirits..."

"That's not right. I've seen ghost babies outside before, and I could see them. Why can't I see the ghost babies here?"

Li Qiuhan also realized the reason and asked, "Young Master Mo, why can we see the ghost baby outside, but not the one here?"

Chen Mo looked at the ghost babies standing on the chairs around him and was puzzled.

I couldn't see it myself just now. It was only after I moved the ghost bone inside my spine and mobilized a tiny wisp of ghost blood power that I was able to see it.

You should know that internal martial arts masters have opened their six senses and can see ghosts.

Chen Mo activated his cheat system and scanned the entire area, discovering that each ghost baby had a transparent square frame with twelve transparent rods on it.

He randomly selected a ghost baby and read its contents.

【Name: The White-Robed Ghost Baby】

[Level: Transparent Life Aura]

[Type: Vaginal type, solid fetus]

[Characteristics: It develops and takes shape by absorbing the essence, blood, and soul of its mother, and finally breaks free from her body.]

[Description: Formed from incantations and the essence of ghosts, this is a third-generation ghost infant. It possesses the dual destructive power of both a ghostly spirit and a physical form. It is impervious to blades, spears, water, and fire.]

[Note: This is a powerful, physical ghost infant, possessing pure ghost energy and blood. It is of the same lineage as the blood of the Ghost Curse. Your Ghost Curse blood can subdue this entity.]

Twelve transparent bars!

Hundreds of ghost babies with twelve transparent rods each!

The scene was extremely frightening.

However, these ghost babies didn't seem to care about Chen Mo and his group's arrival. They stood on the stools with eager eyes, leaning forward and staring at the stage, seemingly full of anticipation for the upcoming ghost play.

Just as Chen Mo was about to explain, Guo Ziyu spoke up, "The ghost babies we encountered outside were mostly fifth or sixth generation ghost babies. But the ghost babies here... are all third generation ghost babies. It's normal that you can't see them."

Li Qiuhan said, "But we have cultivated the Empress's Spirit Preservation Method, so we shouldn't be unable to see it."

Guo Ziyu said, "Do you see the Li residence is full of white lanterns? These white lanterns and the Empress's red lanterns conflict and restrain each other. Our Red Lantern Spirit Preservation Technique is restrained in the presence of white lanterns... so the spiritual techniques we can use are extremely limited. It's not very useful."

After hearing Guo Ziyu's explanation, no one asked any more questions, but instead felt increasingly uneasy.

Chen Mo couldn't help but ponder for a moment: No wonder the red lanterns Wang Hansheng lit in Qinghe Town suddenly turned white. It turned out that the white lanterns lit at the Li residence had suppressed the goddess's magic.

Moreover, the paper figures that suddenly appeared on both sides of the street in Qinghe Town are probably related to the white lanterns at the Li residence.

At this point, Wang Hansheng asked, "How could Steward Guo have seen it?"

Guo Ziyu glanced at Chen Mo and said, "My six senses have been different from others since I was a child. After cultivating the Red Lantern Spirit Preservation Method, my six senses have advanced even further. Even if the Red Lantern Spirit Preservation Method is suppressed, I can still see."

The audience neither confirmed nor denied this explanation, but expressed their acceptance.

But Chen Mo knew Guo Ziyu was lying. The reason she could see... was because she had cultivated other methods of preserving spirit. The white lanterns here could suppress the red lanterns of the Red Lantern Goddess, but they couldn't suppress other methods of preserving spirit.

This Guo Ziyu is truly extraordinary.

Li Qiuhan asked, "So what do we do now?"

Guo Ziyu didn't answer, but looked at Chen Mo. Chen Mo sat up straight and said, "Let's watch the show first. Let's see what the Li family is up to."

Seeing Chen Mo calmly take his seat, everyone felt much relieved and followed suit. Although they looked around in alarm, they didn't say anything more.

Just then, a rooster crowed.

Chen Mo knew that the charade was about to begin.

He had spent quite a while in Black Mountain Village, and having previously acquired a set of shadow puppets and done his research, he naturally knew what a broken-stage puppet show was.

The so-called "broken stage opera" is an opera performed to exorcise evil spirits. It involves welcoming the Old God, setting up a shrine, and performing rituals like the "Promotion to Official Rank" and the "God of Wealth" dance. Before the performance, actors from the troupe would dress as evil spirits, chop off chicken heads and sprinkle their blood around the stage, and chase after the female ghost played by the female lead, symbolizing the exorcism.

Da da da.

As footsteps echoed from the stage, the troupe's staff came to set up a shrine, burning incense and candles, and arranging curtains, banners, and five-sided flags.

Immediately, two young actors went to the altar to perform the "Adding Officials" dance and the "God of Wealth" dance. Another young actor came out and performed a short skit. Then a stuntman came and chopped off a chicken's head, splattering blood around the stage.

With the preliminary preparations complete, it was time for the divine general to make his appearance.

It was played by Shen Yujun, dressed in a golden opera robe, with four flags on her shoulders and holding a Guan Dao (a type of halberd), who made a grand entrance amidst the sound of drums and music.

Shen Yujun, speaking in a very standard operatic tone, melodious and moving, strolled around the stage while reciting incoherently:

"Red coffin, red clothes, red paper money, red lanterns—these four reds signify the relocation of the bride's grave for a ghost marriage. But before the ghost marriage, she must stay overnight at the mortuary. We need the wise and respected old manager, knowledgeable in the ways of the dead, to help establish the proper rules for her..."

"Why are you moving graves in the middle of the night, bride? Aren't you afraid of offending the ancestors of this town?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a bride dressed in a tattered traditional Chinese wedding dress emerged, her head covered by a red veil. Judging from her attire, she was the victim of a hanged ghost. She answered timidly:
"I lost my husband early in life and was left to die alone in the wilderness, living a life of loneliness and hardship. Today I wish to move his grave and find a new husband so I can live a good life. I humbly beg the divine general to grant my request."

Shen Yujun took a couple of steps, then suddenly stopped, turned around sharply, and glared at him, saying, "Now that you're in the underworld, you must abide by its rules. Yet you always try to marry people from the mortal realm. I pity you, so hurry back to your original grave."

Bang bang.

The bride with the red veil refused to leave, kneeling and kowtowing, "This humble woman would not harm anyone, please grant me permission, Your Majesty."

Shen Yujun shouted in a theatrical voice: "Even after becoming a ghost, you still can't behave yourself. This deity cannot forgive you. Guards, take him away. Today, this deity is on patrol in the human world for the first time. I'll use your head to set a rule. This will make the wandering ghosts in the surrounding mass graves give up their thoughts and behave themselves as good ghosts."

As soon as she finished speaking, several men dressed as soldiers grabbed knives and forks and pinned the bride in her red veil to the ground. The knives and forks were held firmly to her neck, rendering her unable to move.

"Wow, the god is going to use his guan dao to slay the demon!" Juan'er, sitting in the audience, stood up excitedly, leaning forward with wide eyes. She seemed very much looking forward to the story to come. "I wonder which one the god will slay this time."

The old man sitting next to Juan'er also became interested, his eyes shining.

Chen Mo glanced at the siblings at the next table, and Juan'er's words suddenly came to mind.

—I wonder which one the divine general will slay this time?

That sounds weird.

We can't really chop down that hanged ghost pretending to be the bride on stage, can we?
Acting, acting, it's all just for show. A knife is swung in the air, then the hanged ghost pretends to fall to the ground, maybe a little chicken blood is sprayed on him to enhance the show.

however--

The next moment, Shen Yujun's guan dao actually slashed down. The head of the bride with the red veil flew several meters into the air and landed right on the table where Chen Mo was sitting.

Although the head was still covered by a red veil, scalding blood gushed from the severed wound, splattering everyone's faces, including Chen Mo's.

The blood was still warm and had a faint smell of blood.

They're really going to kill me!
Before Chen Mo could be shocked, Shen Yujun on the stage sheathed her guan dao and continued to wander around the stage, chanting: "The Yin-Yang River flows before the Gate of Hell, the realms of Yin and Yang have their rules. Hang white lanterns to welcome the gods, hang red lanterns to receive the dead. Don't look at the rice on your feet when you enter, or evil spirits will change color. I advise you to take a detour here, don't risk your life for convenience..."

As a burst of drum music sounded, Shen Yujun left the scene amidst the worship of the divine soldiers.

The entire theater was quiet. Only... Juan'er was clapping excitedly, shouting, "Mother sang so well! The old play is over, now it's my turn to sing a shadow puppet show!"

As she spoke, Juan'er darted onto the stage and began instructing the staff to set up the screen, arrange the puppets, and install the lighting...

The managers at Chen Mo's table were all terrified, staring at the head wrapped in a red veil in the center of the table, watching the crimson blood flowing out, and remained silent as if frozen in fear.

Li Qiuhan, the deputy hall master, changed his expression. "I knew something was wrong at the Li residence, but I didn't expect that this seemingly frail Madam Shen would actually be a murderer. Wang Hansheng, check if we're outnumbered."

Wang Hansheng glanced around and was shocked: "Hey? Where's Manager Lu Wei?"

brush!
Everyone turned to look, only to find that the spot where Lu Wei had been standing was now empty. Looking around, the courtyard remained deserted, with no sign of Lu Wei whatsoever.

Wang Hansheng huddled up, "I just saw Lu Wei engrossed in watching the play. We were even chatting. I was so focused on the scene of Guan Yu slaying the demon that I didn't pay attention. But when I turned around... he was gone."

Chen Mo also felt a bit terrified, and then he remembered what Juan'er had said: "I wonder which one the God General will kill this time?"

Chen Mo had sensed something was off about those words earlier, but his focus was on the word "slash," so he assumed it meant a real slash.

Could it be...

Which one... is the key point?
Thinking of this, Chen Mo immediately reached out and lifted the red veil on the table...

Then... I saw that the head was not that of a bride at all.

It's clearly Lu Wei's head!

hiss!
Everyone gasped, their faces turning pale and trembling.

Wang Hansheng couldn't hold back any longer and plopped down on the ground. "How could this be? I've been watching that hanged ghost's guy the whole time... This place is terrifying. I have to leave, I have to leave..."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to...ahhhhh..."

With that, he picked up a broadsword and started staggering outside. No matter how hard Li Qiuhan tried to stop him, she couldn't. Li Qiuhan was extremely anxious and turned to look at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo glanced at the deranged Wang Hansheng and sighed, "This man is no longer mentally sound. He's probably gone mad. Let him be."

Li Qiuhan sighed and said no more.

She had tried to stop Wang Hansheng, but he swung his knife at her, clearly going insane.

We are all adults, and no one has an obligation to be responsible for anyone else.

After watching Wang Hansheng rush out of the theater, Li Qiuhan finally came to her senses. "Young Master Mo, this place is really too eerie. What should we do?"

The original eight incense masters, plus Guo Ziyu, Guo Songyang, and Chen Mo, as well as Zhu Qingfeng and Li Qiuhan... made a total of thirteen people.

Now only four remain.

All nine people suffered a tragic accident.

This truly terrified Li Qiuhan, the deputy hall master.

Moreover, her cultivated method of preserving her spirit was also countered by the white lanterns of the Li residence. No matter how you looked at it… her chances of survival were extremely slim. Although she felt Chen Mo knew a great deal and was decisive and resourceful, she didn't believe he could survive.

Thinking of this, Li Qiuhan felt a wave of sorrow and despair.

Chen Mo didn't answer, but instead stared quietly at the performers on the stage and Juan'er.

Just now, when Chen Mo took his seat, he released a ghostly figure that went to the rooftop outside the theater and kept an eye on every move of the entire theater.

It turned out that the ghost babies here really enjoyed watching the show, including the evil baby. They all sat motionless in their seats.

Moreover, how did Lu Wei end up replacing that hanged ghost? It's really bizarre.

Chen Mo told himself not to panic. He closed his eyes and reviewed the events in detail:
Shen Yujun is a performer of yin opera, and she especially likes to play deities.

She proclaimed herself a divine general, wielding a Guan Dao (a type of halberd) to slay demons

This is unreasonable.

Did Shen Yujun not know that her son and daughter were ghosts?

Aren't you afraid of making the ghost babies uncomfortable by constantly performing these eerie plays? Why do the ghost babies like watching Guan Dao slay ghosts so much?
Shouldn't the thrill of watching a scene where Guan Yu slays a demon be something that people enjoy?
Why do ghosts enjoy this kind of drama so much?
Something's not right... Chen Mo felt there must be something he hadn't figured out.

Is it possible that the initial approach was flawed?
Let's start over!
Chen Mo cleared his mind of all distractions and began to recall the state of mind when he first learned about Qinghe Town.

The first time I saw it was in the county government's office, where I saw countless madmen from Li Village in Qinghe Town. Later, I learned about Li Hongxi from Granny Li at the Blood Ridge Black Market, and then I learned about the story of shadow puppetry from Old Xie's house outside Wuqiao Town.

Then, when he killed Granny Li, he learned more...

Chen Mo has always regarded the evil infant as the root of all evil.

Is it possible that even this inference is wrong?

Is the biggest source of all evil Shen Yujun?
Since entering the Li residence, Chen Mo had never seen Shen Yujun's appearance. Although she didn't wear a veil when she performed, she wore very heavy makeup, with a white face and black beard, making it impossible to see her face.

Chen Mo was able to tell the difference by looking at Shen Yujun's eyes, forehead, ears, and so on.

'If the root of everything is Shen Yujun… then many things make sense.'

'It's not surprising that someone who specializes in performing occult plays for the dead would have mastered some sinister skills early on. No wonder he looks like a young girl even though he's over sixty. Especially the claim about him bringing a child to the dead—it all seems so abrupt. If that's the case, then Li Qing might have been manipulated by Shen Yujun from beginning to end.'

Thinking about it this way, Chen Mo realized that many things became clear.

But there's another problem.

Why does Shen Yujun like to play the role of a divine general? And why does she even use a Guan Dao (a type of halberd) to slay demons?
If Shen Yujun were a ghost, wouldn't she need to use a ghost knife to slash at the divine generals to get a thrill?
With so little information available, Chen Mo couldn't figure out the reason, but he already had a plan in mind: to shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first.

If we want to take action, we have to kill Shen Yujun first for it to be effective.

In this way, the ghost babies in the theater will be leaderless, greatly increasing the chances of defeating them one by one.

However, there are risks involved in taking action rashly.

After all, in any duel with an opponent, the first move is always the most important.

Since his transmigration, Chen Mo has come to understand one truth: the battles between people, and between people and evil spirits, are not like those depicted in novels and movies, where you exchange blows, testing each other, and then unleashing powerful attacks...

That was all an act.

The real battles are always like an eagle hunting a rabbit, or a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Every strike is a full-force attack.

If you can kill your opponent in one go, you must never give them a second chance.

This is the real martial arts world!

Therefore, Chen Mo must understand his opponent as much as possible before making a move, so as to be targeted at the right opponent.

This is also why Chen Mo has delayed taking action until now.

He cleared his mind of distractions and suddenly thought of one person: Li Qing.

If Li Qing is still alive, she is very likely... the only person left in the entire Li family mansion.

After all, he was a native of the area, and he even passed the imperial examination and took the exam multiple times. It's unlikely that someone so widely known would have been born an evil spirit.

The most urgent task is to find Li Qing.

With this in mind, Chen Mo immediately gave Ghost Shadow the order: Go find Li Qing. Dig out as much information as possible about Shen Yujun.

The ghost nodded in agreement and then quietly departed.

At this moment, Juan'er on the stage had already set up the shadow screen and lights, ready to begin her shadow puppet show. But the little old man in the audience said, "This shabby shadow puppet show is nothing to watch, not as good as Mother's shabby stage show. Why don't we let Mother perform another shabby stage show?"

The other ghost babies cheered, clamoring to see the god slay the ghost.

Juan'er was very sad when she heard this.

Just then, the evil infant spoke with a smile: "If we put on another lousy play, who will play the hanged ghost?"

Apart from Chen Mo, the others seemed unable to hear the evil infant's voice.

The old man glanced at Chen Mo and his group of four, his meaning already clear.

The evil infant said, "Then I'll go tell Mother."

After saying that, Xie Ying left his seat in a flash and headed straight for the backstage changing room.

Not long after, Xie Ying and Shen Yujun came out together.

The evil infant followed behind Shen Yujun, behaving very obediently.

Shen Yujun glanced at the four people below the stage, then said to Juan'er, "Since your older and younger brothers both want me to sing another lousy opera, then I'll sing one more. After I finish, you can perform the shadow puppet show, okay?"

Juan'er pouted, clearly unhappy. But Juan'er seemed to be an obedient and well-behaved child, so she didn't disobey and nodded with a wronged expression, "Mmm."

Shen Yujun patted Juan'er's head; "Juan'er, be good. Go downstairs."

Juan'er pouted and ran off the stage.

Shen Yujun walked to the edge of the stage, looking down at Chen Mo and the others, and coldly asked, "Does anyone here want to play the hanged ghost?"

Li Qiuhan shrank back and lowered her head.

If it were just an ordinary opera troupe, putting on a show wouldn't be a big deal. But Shen Yujun's stage was a place where people were actually killed.

Who dares to become a hanged ghost?
Guo Ziyu and Guo Songyang were relatively calm, but their eyes were filled with fear.

Just then, Chen Mo's body trembled.

The ghostly figure brought news that Li Qing had been found...

Then, Chen Mo looked up at Shen Yujun.

Open the panel...

As it turned out, Shen Yujun was perfectly normal, with no barbs or thorns.

Is he really a person?

Divine general, Guan Dao (a type of halberd), slaying demons...

Hundreds of ghost babies came to watch the play; the old man was there, and so were the evil infants. Everyone watched with great interest…

Suddenly, Chen Mo understood.

All the information and logic were now connected.

With the information conveyed by the ghostly figure, Chen Mo's gaze gradually became serious as he stared at the Guan Dao held in Shen Yujun's hand.

Divine general, Guan Dao (a type of halberd), slaying demons...

It turned out to be the case.

The real boss of Qinghe Town has always been you!

With this in mind, Chen Mo spoke up.

"Madam Shen's charade was truly excellent. I would be willing to play the role of a hanged ghost and perform a charade with Madam Shen on the same stage."

brush!
Li Qiuhan, Guo Ziyu, and Guo Songyang suddenly turned their heads and stared at Chen Mo in disbelief.

Li Qiuhan, in particular, was utterly shocked. She leaned close to Chen Mo's ear and whispered, "Young Master Mo, are you crazy? She really is using a Guan Dao to kill the hanged ghost. You're just throwing your life away. If all else fails, we can always fight them for real..."

Chen Mo shook his head, "That won't work. Just stay put. If anything unexpected happens, prioritize your own safety."

After saying that, Chen Mo stood up and walked step by step toward the stage.

The old man not far away snorted softly, "What a theater fanatic. How dare he agree to that? What a freak."

Juan'er stared blankly at Chen Mo, speechless.

Shen Yujun, however, showed an appreciative look at Chen Mo and then instructed two assistants to take Chen Mo backstage to get his makeup done.

……

Honghe County Town.

Red Lantern Temple.

Inside the red gate of the ancient pagoda, a red coffin still stands in the very center of the altar.

The old woman knelt beside the altar, muttering something, and occasionally bowed devoutly to the red coffin.

Before long, a woman in a red robe walked in. She first knelt down and bowed to the red coffin, then hurriedly walked up to the old woman and said, "Elder sister, I just sensed through the life talisman that Elders Feizhan and Yanqing have died."

The old woman did not answer, but continued to perform a complete set of prayer rituals before standing up and saying, "That vile woman from the Li family has probably made her move again."

The woman in red robes said, "After the evil infants failed to besiege the Red Lantern Temple last time, a ghost infant left with important information. I then sent Elders Feizhan and Yanqing to Qinghe Town to keep an eye on the Li residence. Unexpectedly, less than half a month later, they died. We don't know where that information went. This matter is urgent, so I suggest sending someone to the Li residence."

The old woman asked, "Has any news come from Black Mountain Stronghold?"

The woman in the red robe shook her head: "No."

The old woman paused for a moment, then said, "Take Cao Kun to the Li residence. There's no need to fight with that vile woman. Just tell her... if our lady wants to retrieve that information, she will not hold the matter of the evil infant besieging the Red Lantern Temple against us."

The woman in the red robe said, "What if that lowly woman doesn't agree?"

The old woman said, "Then I'll have to go myself."

The woman in the red robe agreed, "Alright, I'll set off immediately."

After taking only two steps, the old woman called out to the woman in the red robe, "Although you are going to negotiate, that wretched woman might do something detrimental to you when she is cornered. You need to be prepared. Be especially careful with the white lanterns at the Li residence."

The woman in the red robe said, "I know what I'm doing."

The old woman took out a doll and handed it to the woman in the red robe: "This is my life doll. Keep it on your person. If you encounter danger, immediately crush the life doll. I will possess your body and come to your aid."

The woman in the red robe took the porcelain doll and carefully put it away. "Don't worry, elder sister, I know my limits. It's not like it's my first time at the Li residence. That vile woman can't threaten me unless she's holding that Guan Dao."

The old woman sighed, "This vile woman is certainly highly skilled, but I am not afraid of her. However, the Guan Dao in her hand is a magical weapon of a demon-suppressing family, and it is extremely powerful. Last time, when Her Majesty personally came to the Li residence, she failed to destroy it because of this Guan Dao. You must be extremely careful."

"understood."

The old woman in the red robe cupped her hands in greeting and then hurriedly left.

A carriage adorned with red lanterns was parked outside the gate. Cao Kun stood in front of the carriage waiting. Upon seeing the woman in red robes approaching, he cupped his hands and said, "Young Master of Fate."

The woman in the red robe didn't answer, jumped onto the carriage, and ordered, "Go to the Li residence in Qinghe Town immediately."

A look of fear flashed across Cao Kun's face, but he did not refuse. "Yes."

Immediately, Cao Kun sat on the carriage platform, gave the reins a sharp jerk, and urged the horse to gallop away at high speed.

"Faster!"

"Yes!"

……

Meanwhile, Chen Mo went backstage, put on makeup, donned the tattered black clothes of a hanged ghost, and painted his face to resemble a clown ghost. Then he followed the staff to the edge of the stage to wait.

A stuntman went to the altar to offer sacrifices, then killed a chicken and sprinkled its blood around the stage...

After the foreplay, the gods took the stage, and then it was Chen Mo's turn to take the stage, the hanged ghost.

The foreplay was exactly the same as before.

The only difference is that the ghost bride has become Chen Mo.

Adhering to the principle of playing the role to the end, Chen Mo cooperated fully and even begged the divine general for forgiveness. However, the divine general, righteous and awe-inspiring, refused to forgive him and immediately ordered his soldiers to pin Chen Mo to the ground.

Click.

A knife and fork were placed against Chen Mo's neck.

"Today, I, the God, will execute you to establish the rules, so that the wandering ghosts in the mass grave will no longer break the law."

Shen Yujun shouted loudly, then raised the Guan Dao in her hand high and slashed it down fiercely towards Chen Mo's neck.

At that moment, Chen Mo's gaze sharpened.

It's now.

We must seize her Guan Dao!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: The next chapter will be at noon.

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