As the girl spoke, her eyes were a little red, and then she returned to her back and said, "The clan leader was to keep the blood of the last witch clan, and she was circling by the man every day. Every time, the man said that he would treat the clan leader well and said that he could leave the child. However, when the child was born, the man picked up the child and threw it on the ground, throwing the child to death. The clan leader opened his eyes wide and used the last breath to curse. As long as the witch clan still had a trace of blood, he would not let him go. One day, he would ulcerate the man's tribe into rot and make meat buns, so that those people could eat it again, and then let those people die of intestines piercing through the belly."

The girl pointed to the rotten corpses on the ground and said, "These are the corpses of the man's tribe. One night shortly after the death of the leader, I don't know why all the ghosts of the witch tribe returned here and gathered together again. As if they were crazy, they rushed to the man's man's mansion and the man's brother's palace, and captured everyone here.

After those people came, they had divine power and witchcraft, but they could not get out of the forest. What made them even more crazy was that there was no food here, and some only waited for death every day.

At first, these people discussed how to leave, but later, they were too hungry and began to kill each other, until they died here later.

Although they were all dead, there were still alive people, and those people were destined to be punished.

There are ceremonies held here every year, which are actually venting anger. The reason why they have to make their bodies come out of the deep buried soil is because they hate themselves. If they hadn't fallen in love with those men, they would not have harmed themselves, or even the entire ethnic group.

In this way, my tribe members have lived here for so many years and have not changed.

But in the past two days, the room suddenly appeared, and I knew it was the curse that began.

There are many corpses here every day, and they smell like rotten.

Ghosts can't smell these, but I can.

Since these rotten smells came out, the ghosts here no longer belonged to them. Their eyes were dull and dull, as if they were controlled by others, but I know that this was just the beginning of a curse, not controlled by anyone.

In their consciousness, they have already connected with the patriarch. They will definitely think of whatever the patriarch thinks.

Come and see with me.”

The girl said and went there again. After walking there, Chi Youzi and I saw that there were many vines on a big tree over there, and something seemed to be entangled inside the vines.

But I can't explain clearly what it is, I just know that there is indeed such a thing on it.

The girl pointed to the top and said, "There is the body of the patriarch. She brought herself to it. This is the most tragic thing. After the witch died, she turned into a ghost, and she criticized her body every day. Can you imagine it?"

Chi Youzi said with a blank expression, "I can't imagine."

The girl looked at Chi Youzi: "Don't you believe it?"

"What's the need to believe it? The entire witch clan has died, so who are you?"

The girl looked at Chi Youzi: "Who do you think I am?"

Chi Youzi said: "The child fell to the ground and died, but he did not die. At the last moment, the patriarch turned into a ghost, killed his husband, and brought his body to it. He warned himself every day what ruined her and what made her become what she is now.

And you, the child of her and another person, is still wise, because she still has a trace of obsession and a trace of human nature that has not been destroyed, so she has been taking care of you and growing up. Unfortunately, when you were sixteen years old, you began to learn the secret art of the witch clan, and from then on, your face will never grow old and your beauty will be beautiful."

When Chi Youzi said that, the girl looked at Chi Youzi and said, "For seven hundred years, I have been living alone here. Although I am not afraid, I am very lonely.

That day I saw a child outside with my mother, so I tricked him into it with witchcraft, but I was also punished that day. My mother didn't like me like this. Although he was a child, in my mother's eyes, as long as he was a man, he would be an unforgivable person.

My mother hates men very much. She thinks men are unreliable, but in my eyes, he is a child, just a child.

Sometimes my mother is away. When she is away, I go to see him and gradually develop feelings for him. In my world, I finally have someone to accompany me. This is great.

I was very scared. He died slowly in front of me like a ghost, but I couldn't decide many things. My face was not old and his twilight years, and he would still leave me in the end.

Although I survived and the person who didn't call me a father did not really kill me, I couldn't live like a normal person.

I don’t want my face to be as old as ever. If I could choose, I would rather die here than look at the soul here, wandering with resentment and year after year.

When I was sixteen years old, I started practicing secret techniques, not to cover up the things here, but to transcend the souls here so that they can also reincarnate.

There is no soul here to come in. The soul here comes from the summons of my mother. Every time my mother summons these souls, she will possess me. I am very worried about that feeling. One day my mother will forget who I am, take away my body, and invade my soul. At that time, even if I want to save this place, it will be impossible.

So I have been working hard for hundreds of years, hoping that I can save the soul here, but I don’t know why this time, an incredible thing happened to us, a place isolated from the world in the gap, and we returned to this place.

Moreover, rotten corpses began to appear in the house, which made me understand that my mother had never left too far, and she was like me, resting her energy, working hard to do something, waiting for the opportunity to revenge.

And this day finally came.”

The girl said as she looked at the mummy tied to the vines on the tree. The mummy gradually began to move, especially the skin of the mummy.

Originally, the skin was as dry as the skin of dead wood, but at this time, it seemed like a lot of water was injected into it, moistening and enriching the skin, and gradually the outline of a woman appeared in front of us.
Chapter completed!