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Chapter 8 Exorcising Evil Spirits

The old woman Zhao then said to Uncle Su, "The second son of the Su family is possessed by your niece. Judging from the situation, he might be quite powerful. The promised one tael of silver is no longer possible."

Before Uncle Su could speak, Aunt Su, upon hearing that more money was to be paid, said unhappily, "Didn't we already agree on a price? How can we raise the price again!"

Zhao the fortune teller rolled her eyes. "Your niece looks like a vengeful ghost. I took a huge risk. Look, even fresh chicken blood couldn't ward off that evil spirit. I can't do it without paying more."

Uncle Su quickly tugged at Aunt Su, "Alright, alright, the price is negotiable. Zhao the fortune teller, how much more do you want to pay to get rid of that ghost?"

The fortune teller, Zhao, held up three fingers. "At least three taels of silver."

"Three taels!" Aunt Su exclaimed in surprise, "Why don't you just rob us! Where would we get that much money!"

Uncle Su quickly covered Aunt Su's mouth, his face also showing reluctance, "Granny Zhao, could you perhaps reduce the amount a bit..."

Knowing that she was the only sorceress in the surrounding villages, Granny Zhao said firmly, "No! This is already the bare minimum. If you don't believe me, then find someone else." With that, she made a move to pack her things and leave.

Uncle Su, remembering Su Yue's outburst yesterday morning, gritted his teeth and agreed, then brought out two small silver coins, each worth one tael, from the house.

But Uncle Su also set conditions: even if more money was paid, the evil spirit would still not be eliminated.

They also want to return the five hundred coins they were given before.

Zhao the fortune teller had fooled many people in the surrounding area, and when she saw Su Yue's condition, she immediately thought that the Su family must be exaggerating.

Besides, once the money is in her hands, there's no reason to return it.

Before Su Yue could get angry, an old woman with a cane rushed out of the house, pretending to be a ghost, and muttering a long string of words.

It reminds me of the sound of old monks chanting sutras when I used to visit temples.

The old woman jumped and sang in front of Su Yue, then took out a handful of ash from the cloth bag she was carrying and quickly threw it at Su Yue.

Su Yue was really angry now. This was chicken blood and soot from the bottom of a pot. Did they really think she was made of clay?

Su Yue stopped watching the old woman dance; she could guess with her eyes closed that it was Su's second uncle's family who were behind it.

It seems I didn't hit her hard enough yesterday morning; she now has the energy to go find a sorceress to deal with her.

If ghosts truly existed, the original owner would have come to settle scores with Uncle Su's family first. Instead of giving them a chance to find someone, she would have dragged them to hell long ago.

Without any hesitation, Su Yue kicked Zhao the witch in the stomach, sending her flying three meters away. She lay on the ground, too weak to even cry out, and immediately passed out.

Only after witnessing this scene did the people inside the room begin to feel truly afraid.

Although Aunt Su was also scared, she was still planning to get Zhao the fortune teller to return the money.

Su Yue ignored the tightly closed door and glanced at Zhao the fortune teller, then went directly to the door of the main house and asked the people inside.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt, what are you doing? I just got back and you're welcoming me like this?"

No one inside made a sound.

Seeing that no one answered, Su Yue spoke again: "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, are you not going to open the door? Are you planning to stay inside forever?"

Su Xiaobao was terrified of being beaten in the morning, so he took advantage of Su Erbao's inattention to get up from his arms and go open the door.

By the time Su Erbao realized what was happening, the door had already been opened.

With his swollen face, Su Xiaobao pleaded with Su Yue, "Sister Yue, look, I've come to open the door for you. Please don't hit me anymore. Look, my face isn't even healed yet. I'll listen to you from now on, Sister Yue. Please don't be angry with us anymore."

Su Yue held a fire poker she had picked up from the ground and looked at Su Xiaobao with a grin.

"Of course I'm not angry with my third cousin. I just want to ask my second uncle and aunt what they're doing." Su Yue said as she walked into the house. Su Xiaobao wanted to stop her but didn't dare, so he could only follow behind her step by step.

After entering the house, Su Yue sat directly on a chair in the main room, her eyes sharply fixed on her second uncle and the others.

"Tell me, I came in covered in ash and blood, why do you want to find a shaman to exorcise me? If you're going to find one, at least find a reliable one, the ones outside are too fragile."

Uncle Su opened his mouth, wanting to speak but not daring to.

It was Aunt Su who spoke first, “Yue’er, don’t misunderstand. How could your aunt possibly ask a sorceress to exorcise you? It was that sorceress Zhao who passed by our house and said that someone in our family had been possessed by an evil spirit, so we asked her to drive away the bad luck.”

"Oh, really? Then how do you explain my second aunt's outfit?" Su Yue sneered.

Aunt Su's acting skills were quite good. She looked up at Su Yue with a wronged expression and said, "It was all that sorceress who said that evil spirits are afraid of chicken blood. We have to put fresh chicken blood on the door. As long as the evil spirit dares to enter our house, it will be caught. It was just a coincidence that you came back at this time."

Aunt Su chuckled dryly, "Hehe, hehe, it was all a coincidence. Yue'er, let's just let this matter go! Look, you've come back so early this morning and haven't eaten yet! Aunt Su will go and cook for you right away."

After saying that, he got up and kicked Uncle Su, signaling him to go out and get Zhao the witch away quickly, otherwise Su Yue might cause some trouble again.

Uncle Su received his wife's message and got up to leave.

With lightning speed, Su Yue used a fire poker to unleash a barrage of attacks on Su Ershen and Su Ershen.

The two screamed as they were beaten, but the louder they screamed, the more they were beaten. In the end, they didn't dare to make a sound when they were hit. They covered their old and new wounds and limped as they cooked for Su Yue.

Su Xiaobao was already so frightened that he hid in the corner behind the door, covering his head and not daring to look or listen.

Don't blame him for being heartless; he didn't help his parents when they were being beaten because his body was still aching from the previous beating.

Su Dabao and Su Erbao wanted to help, but when Su Yue hit Su Ershen and Su Ershu, she also slapped them a few times, and the two of them are still lying on the ground!

Su Yue scolded her two cousins ​​lying on the ground, "Can't you see how dirty I am? Hurry up and get up to boil water for me to take a bath. You bunch of clueless idiots, what can I expect from you?"

Su Dabao was about to retort, saying that men should stay away from the kitchen, especially since he was a scholar. How could he, a scholar, be asked to boil water for a woman to bathe? That was improper.

But when he saw Su Yue's blood-smeared face and the fire poker in her hand, she looked just like the evil spirit Zhao the fortune teller had described. He didn't dare to talk back to Su Yue anymore and just wanted to run as far away as possible.

It really scared him to death.

I'll just boil the bathwater; it's better than being beaten to death by evil spirits.

The Su family's courtyard was noisy early in the morning. It wasn't that the villagers weren't curious, but in this sweltering weather, instead of going out to watch other people's commotion, they would rather go to the well at the village entrance and queue up to fetch more water to take home.

Besides, what family doesn't beat their children? Especially since they're not even their own. It's good enough that they're fed and alive, so a few beatings are nothing.