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When the centipede crawled out, the air around it seemed to become a little colder. When it crawled into the scarecrow's body, a layer of cold air floated on the scarecrow.

The monk closed his eyes, chanted scriptures with one hand, and wrote and drew on the scarecrow with the other. Wherever his fingers passed through the void, a black blood light suddenly appeared at the corresponding position on the scarecrow, and soon formed a meridian mantra that spread throughout the body, with incomprehensible Sanskrit lingering around it.

The note that was originally floating in the wind, and the black centipede that had crawled back into the opening, were both locked and imprisoned by these spells, unable to move.

"All right."

The monk wrapped the scarecrow in a piece of yellow cloth and handed it to Song Ruier.

"The person whose birth date corresponds to this will gradually lose his spiritual awareness within the next month, becoming confused, dull, and stupid. After a month, he will lose all his soul and become a living dead. Even the Great Immortal cannot save him."

Song Ruier took the scarecrow and felt excited. If it could really achieve this effect, then two hundred thousand taels would not be expensive.

You have to know that Qiao Jian'er has been working hard all her life, and no one knows how much she can earn. She even makes more than 200,000 taels a day now. It is really worth it to use this money to buy her life.

The monk looked at Song Ruier's figure leaving briskly, stroked his beard, and his eyes revealed a gloomy and dark meaning.

He is loyal to the person who entrusted him with the task and is just doing what he should do.

Whether that girl will become a living dead or escape safely depends on her own ability.

Of course, if you don't guard against this move from the beginning, you can't defend against it.

Song Ruier had such a "big treasure", so she tried to get in front of Qiao Jianer to observe her condition.

"Sister, I passed the imperial examination. You should be proud of it. Why don't you treat me to a meal?"

Qiao Jian'er was a little surprised to see that Song Rui'er dared to come close to her.

Ever since she had an extra amulet, Song Ruier has become more and more courageous, but not to this extent.

Song Ruier in front of him had a provocative look on his face. The way he looked at her was condescending, and one could even say that he was looking at a dead person.

Qiao Lian'er became interested. No one had ever looked at her like this before. There must be a reason why Song Rui'er suddenly became so confident.

"Okay, I'll treat you."

Qiao Jianer simply chose a nearby restaurant and ordered a few dishes at random.

In front of her, Song Ruier took out a box from her sleeve, took out a silver needle, and tested the wine and food.

He laughed wantonly: "Sister, don't blame me for being rude. You always hope that I will die, so I have to be more careful."

"It's right to be more cautious." Qiao Jian'er said indifferently, "Just like I don't believe you came to me with any good intentions."

Song Rui'er looked at Qiao Jian'er and sighed: "If I tell you that in a month, you will not be like this now, and will end up in a horrible situation, do you believe it?"

He still felt a little regretful. If Qiao Jianer could use his skills, he wouldn't have to be so cruel.

Qiao Jian'er pondered the other party's words. Song Rui'er must have made some move, and it was probably a killer move, so he was so sure and confident.

But she didn't feel any danger, nor did she notice anything unusual.

The only difference was that a few days ago, she had a fortune teller tell her fortune. The Taoist priest's words were ambiguous, and those words could be used on anyone. She followed him all the way and didn't find anything suspicious.

Thinking about it more carefully, she didn't reveal any flaws to others.

Qiao Jianer smiled and said with certainty, "I don't believe it."

She took every step carefully and was confident about her life and future.

Song Rui'er looked at him with a look of amusement: "This time, you are really wrong. You always do everything perfectly, thinking that God will always favor you, but people always have bad luck sometimes."

Qiao Jian'er's expression was calm. "A loser has no right to speak so arrogantly in front of a winner. You pinned your hopes on me, but that's just wishful thinking. You can't win, so you console yourself. Is this your last resort?"

Song Rui'er snorted, "Just wait and see. Soon your concentration and focus will continue to decline, as if your soul has been pulled out. You will struggle and fight this feeling desperately, but it's useless. You will only become more and more stupid, as if a hand is pulling you into the abyss."

After saying these words, Song Ruier looked at Qiao Jianer triumphantly, then stood up and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Qiao, you are destined to lose to me. Qiao Yunni will know who her truly proud children are. From now on, she will have no choice but to beg me for help. Then, she will regret ignoring me before."

Qiao Jianer looked at him like a fool: "If there's something wrong with your brain, go get it treated. There's no point in barking in front of me."

Song Ruier's eyes flashed with coldness, and she curled her lips in disdain before walking away.

Tsk, Qiao Jianer thought, looking at Song Ruier's appearance, she felt that she was doomed to die.

She said it was like her soul had been pulled out of her body, and the more she listened, the more confusing it became. Could it be that Song Ruier was doing something evil to her?

Qiao Jianer gave all the uneaten snacks on the table to the beggars.

With Song Ruier's reminder, she became extra cautious about traveling and eating in the following days.

He travels almost invisibly and eats everything in the space.

Since Song Rui'er couldn't see her anywhere else, she stayed not far from the gate of Qiao's house.

Even when strolling around the house, Qiao Jianer would still show up to make his presence felt.

However, Song Ruier discovered that after more than ten days, Qiao Lianer seemed to have no reaction at all.

She looked in good spirits, with a rosy complexion, and her face had that look he hated: the carefree and indifferent expression of someone who was certain of victory.

Don’t be anxious, it takes time. It will be effective in a month at least, Song Ruier comforted herself.

Another ten days passed, and Qiao Lian'er hadn't changed at all.

It's already the end of the month, and there are only a few days left until the one-month deadline.

Song Rui'er finally began to panic. He went back to the small courtyard to check the scarecrow. In order to avoid being followed by Qiao Jian'er, he locked the thing in the cabinet after bringing it back and never opened it.

When the yellow cloth was removed, the note with Qiao Lianer's birth date was still there, and the big centipede was also scurrying around inside the scarecrow. The scarecrow was covered in black mist, and a meridian spell filled with black blood flashed faintly.

"What exactly is the problem?" Song Ruier grabbed the scarecrow and couldn't figure it out for a long time.

"Could this damn monk be deceiving me? No, I need to test it on a human first."