The tombstone with the bloody characters had indeed struck Ji Xiu'e's weak spot.
In just a few short days, a woman who had been full of life was suddenly haggard and dazed.
They had someone prescribe medicine, and only after forcing it down her throat could she finally sleep for a short while, but she would still jolt awake several times a night.
When she woke, she was either dazed or utterly terrified, deaf to anyone's words, as if she had shut out the entire world.
After holding a ritual for the livestock, Huang Juncai began hiring people to perform an exorcism at their home.
Generally speaking, a Daoist was better suited for exorcisms.
Huang Juncai wanted to find the old Daoist that Huang Junping had met before.
Though he was loath to admit it, he had to acknowledge that the old Daoist likely had some real skill.
Unfortunately, the old Taoist never appeared again, as if he had truly just been passing through Huangban Village that day.
