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Just as Shen Xin was startled and looking around, A Zhi arrived just in time. He grabbed Shen Xin to prevent her from falling while reciting the exorcism chant his grandfather had taught him. Fortunately, it worked, and Shen Xin managed to escape with her life.
The two hurried back into the house, but strangely, the decorations and layout had become identical to Shen Xin's own home.
They quickly hid under a table.
A Zhi said, "What jumped into the well just now wasn't Xiao Qi at all; it was a terrifying Evil Spirit. I told you, I can see them."
However, before he could finish, the table was suddenly dragged away by some mischievous entity.
As they trembled and stood up, the offering altar behind them was suddenly destroyed.
At this point, Shen Xin was nearly on the verge of collapse, screaming into the air. A Zhi suggested they return the way they came, but just then, they heard Xiao Qi calling from upstairs. Worried about his daughter's safety, he followed the voice to the second floor.
There he saw Xiao Qi sitting at the piano. Upon seeing her mother arrive, the child immediately pointed a pair of scissors at her neck.
Shen Xin rushed forward to stop her. "No! You can't do that! It's all your fault! What are you saying?"
"Calm down! Calm down! Mom, please help me! Auntie, I am Xiao Qi."
Sure enough, when Shen Xin regained her senses, she found that the Xiao Qi in her arms had turned into a doll.
In the next moment, the doll's head suddenly snapped off with a loud crack, sending Shen Xin into another round of terrified screams.
Just as the two were about to return through the mirror, A Zhi discovered that the mirror had actually transformed into a physical entity, sealing off their only escape route.
At that moment, they heard their grandmother's voice from downstairs. She had summoned a Mage to seal the well, but since they were in different spaces, no matter how loudly they shouted, they could not be heard.
The formation here was set up by this Mage long ago.
Upon seeing the shattered Ashes Jar on the ground, A Zhi immediately realized that an Evil Spirit had possessed Xiao Qi and was using her body to break the formation.
The Mage instructed the old lady to retrieve a photograph from under the bed. After drawing a spell on the back of the photo, he handed her a talisman and told her to strike the photo repeatedly while calling out Xiao Qi's name.
However, upon closer inspection, A Zhi noticed that the woman in the photograph looked exactly like Shen Xin.
With each strike from the old lady, the space within the mirror trembled in response.
At that moment, the Mage sensed something was wrong; she felt that the Evil Spirit was quietly approaching. A low growl echoed from down the corridor.
"Xiao Qi, you Evil Spirit, stop this at once! Wake me up!"
"Look here!" A surge of dark energy erupted from Xiao Qi's mouth, as if the Evil Spirit was being expelled from her body.
Simultaneously, the space within the mirror began to collapse. A Zhi exerted all his strength to break free from that space; however, Shen Xin, who was a step behind, fell into an endless abyss.
A Zhi quickly scooped up Xiao Qi and rushed downstairs. After destroying all the suppressive artifacts, he told Xiao Qi to hide inside while he went to assess the situation.
At that moment, as Grandma turned around upstairs, a terrifying black hand seized her by the throat.
Seeing Grandma's life hanging by a thread, the Mage quickly pulled a piece of Cinnabar from his pocket. He then took out a sword to exorcise the evil spirit, but no matter how he looked around, he could not locate the Evil Spirit's position.
Before the Mage could finish his words, his exorcism sword was knocked from his hand and fell to the ground. It seemed that this Evil Spirit was incredibly powerful, even beyond what the Mage could handle at that moment.
Then, an extremely horrifying scene unfolded. A drop of black blood suddenly fell onto Grandma's forehead. She dared not look up, but those black hands were already targeting her neck.
The Headless Female Ghost transformed into countless threads and entered Grandma's seven orifices. In no time, it occupied her body, and in the next second, her eyes lost their pupils.
Realizing he was powerless to fight back, the Mage was terrified and fled in haste. However, the old lady pursued him relentlessly with a kitchen knife in hand.
In his panic, the Mage stumbled down the stairs while the old lady continued to close in on him. The oppressive feeling was overwhelming. The crazed old lady glared fiercely, swinging her knife wildly until the Mage was left bloodied and mangled; only then did she relent.
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