PFC Chapter 223 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 8
Chapter 223 My Mother is a Fortune Teller 8
Lu Yingniang, with strength she didn't know she possessed, flung aside Qin Yufen and the others behind her and lunged forward.
Xiao Xiao had already grabbed Lu Shuanzi's outstretched hand.
The moment the two made contact, a shrill scream came from Lu Shuanzi's mouth, and a puff of white smoke hissed out.
The little chubby hands were now bright red, gripping Lu Shuanzi's wrist tightly.
With a slight sway in the air, she did a 180-degree flip and landed directly on his neck.
He then swung his fist and gave Lu Shuanzi a series of blows to the back of the head.
Lu Yingniang rushed over and delivered several powerful punches to Shuanzi's chest.
Lu Shuanzi covered his head with both hands, wailing incessantly, and was repeatedly forced back by Lu Yingniang's blows.
Lu Yingniang was perfectly clear-headed at that moment, her eyes fixed on Shuanzi.
She saw it clearly: when her daughter punched him, a double image appeared on Shuanzi's face.
A long, pointed fox face suddenly appeared in the double image.
The fox shadow was beaten until it cried out in pain and shrank back and forth.
Finally, with a "poof," a plume of foul-smelling black smoke suddenly erupted from Shuanzi's body.
The mother and daughter were so overwhelmed by the fumes that they almost vomited.
In a moment of distraction, the fox shadow suddenly flew off Lu Shuanzi's body, crashed through the window with a bang, and ran away.
Lu Shuanzi collapsed to the ground, his body limp and powerless, lying motionless.
Xiao Xiao covered her nose, feeling extremely disgusted, and complained inwardly.
What is this thing? It's disgusting!
That's so unsportsmanlike! How can you fart during a fight?
It's so unhygienic.
Lu Yingniang was also dizzy from the smell, her eyes were blurry, and her body was weak, but she still reached out her hand and insisted on hugging her daughter.
"Mom, quick, after them!"
Xiao Xiao received a reminder from the system aunt that the fox spirit was seriously injured and was fleeing back to its lair.
Lu Yingniang instinctively hugged her daughter and walked out.
"Ying Niang—?! Ying Niang—?!"
Qin Yufen and the others huddled together, looking in terror at Lu Shuanzi on the ground, and at Lu Yingniang as she was about to leave.
They were terrified and immediately started shouting.
"Shuanzi is fine, just help him to bed to rest."
That fox spirit hasn't gone far. I must chase after her and wipe her out completely, eliminating any future threat.
"Yes, Yingniang is right, I'll go with you."
Village Chief Lu was incoherent, nodding excitedly repeatedly.
Like everyone else, he previously thought that Lu Yingniang, this girl from the same clan, was involved in shady dealings and didn't do anything legitimate.
Deep down, I don't believe she has the ability to exorcise evil spirits; she's just fooling people.
But since they were all family members, he turned a blind eye. As long as no one died, he didn't care.
This time, what happened to my son is really strange.
He had no other choice but to listen to his wife and go see Yingniang, who was a sorcerer.
I never expected Yingniang to be so capable!
And her daughter, Lu Xiaoxiao, has also inherited all of her skills.
Good heavens, the mother and daughter are attacking head-on, while the other is riding on her son's head.
The son was beaten until he screamed in agony—no, the fox spirit was beaten until she screamed in agony.
That's amazing!
Qin Yufen gasped for breath, her legs weak as she looked at her unconscious youngest son on the ground.
She walked unsteadily to her youngest son's side, touched his nose, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she felt he was breathing.
Together with their equally stunned and bewildered eldest son, Zhuzi, they carried Shuanzi to the bed.
The courtyard was already packed with villagers watching the spectacle.
They first saw a Taoist priest fleeing from the house in a disheveled and panicked state, running away without looking back.
Everyone gasped in surprise and ran outside in fright.
I couldn't help but look back halfway through the race, and some of them had run too far to see.
Before I had gone far, I turned around and saw the village shaman Lu Yingniang battling the fox spirit.
Oh! I also saw Little One riding on the neck of the rope.
Everyone was taken aback, stopped in their tracks, and stared wide-eyed with a mixture of curiosity and fear.
Then a dark figure burst out of the window, trampling the roof tiles as it went, startling them into another scream.
They were relieved when Yingniang came out carrying the child.
"Yingniang, how is she?"
"The fox spirit has escaped; we must catch her."
Lu Yingniang casually remarked something, and then, guided by her daughter, headed out of the village.
Following behind Lu Yingniang, Village Chief Lu raised his arm and shouted to the villagers:
“If you’re a real man, grab your weapons, follow Yingniang, find the fox spirit’s lair, and get rid of this demon completely.”
"Okay, let's all go together."
Everyone responded.
After a brief commotion, half the able-bodied men of the village, armed with sickles, hoes, shovels, and other tools, followed Lu Yingniang in a grand procession.
They continued until they entered the back mountain and came to a grave whose age and name were unknown.
"Yingniang, are you sure this is the place?"
The crowd, holding their weapons, surrounded the grave, both nervous and frightened.
Xiao Xiao nestled on her mother's shoulder and whispered something in her ear.
“There’s an entrance on the east side; dig it open.”
Lu Yingniang immediately gave instructions.
Her calm and composed demeanor instantly calmed everyone down.
At Village Chief Lu's call, a hole was indeed found to the east of the grave, which looked like it had been dug by an animal.
The cave entrance was constantly emitting a strong smell of body odor.
Mustering their courage, everyone began to dig.
They were digging while chatting and laughing.
"Yingniang is really amazing. I didn't believe it before, but today I'm completely convinced."
"Yes! Didn't you see that the Taoist priest the village chief invited couldn't beat them and ran away?"
"To be honest, these out-of-town monks—no, even out-of-town Taoist priests—don't have any effect chanting scriptures!"
"Exactly, he's not even as good as a little kid."
"By the way, Yingniang, is Xiaoxiao going to follow in your footsteps?"
Lu Yingniang smiled upon hearing this and waved her hand, saying:
"She's still young and doesn't understand anything. She'll have to go to school later! It's up to her to decide what to do next."
"That's true, kids all dream of living in big cities."
While the group was discussing animatedly, they were also carefully digging up the grave.
Some women on the periphery of the crowd, having heard the news, boldly approached to watch the spectacle.
When Village Chief Lu saw them, he waved them away, saying bluntly that women were bad luck and shouldn't interfere with their demon-catching.
The women protested loudly:
"What's wrong! Isn't Yingniang a woman? Isn't Xiaoxiao a girl too?"
The village chief was speechless, and in his anger, he couldn't help but yell at them:
"Can Yingniang be like you? Yingniang can catch demons, can you?"
Of course not.
The women just wouldn't leave, lingering on the outside to watch.
"It's open, it's open."
Just then, the crowd scattered with a whoosh.
The woman outside was startled and instinctively turned and ran away, but stopped to look again after she had run a distance.
Lu Yingniang nervously hugged her daughter and walked to the depths of the collapsed hole.
Inside a dilapidated and decaying ancient coffin lay a wounded fox, barely alive and whimpering, its fur all black.
Xiao Xiao also curiously craned her neck to look down.
This fox has three tails! My goodness! It's practically a spirit!
Upon closer inspection, several dents appeared on the fox's head, with blood gushing out from the surrounding fur.
It's obvious that his skull was slightly broken earlier.
Lu Yingniang also understood that the fox spirit seemed to be seriously injured.
Even now, he could only manage to lift his head with difficulty, sobbing softly.
It seems they've exhausted all their strength trying to escape back.
She breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But there was also the worry that the fox spirit might launch a final attack before dying, injuring the villagers.
She decisively had someone gather dry firewood and then sent Lu Zhuzi home to fetch half a box of gasoline stored in their house.
Then it was burned down.
After being ignited, flames rose to a height of more than one person.
Amidst the excited gazes of the crowd, the fox spirit struggled to her feet amidst mournful cries, only to collapse helplessly to the ground, turning into a pile of ashes.
With a small sigh, I thought, "Who told you to hurt others like this!"
“Yingniang, let’s go home. Zhuzi, go to Old Zhao’s place at the east end of the village right now and have him slaughter a pig. Everyone come and eat to your heart’s content today.”
The villagers at the scene erupted in cheers.
Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up, and her mouth involuntarily began to drool.
She wrapped her arms around Lu Yingniang's neck, leaned close to her ear, and anxiously whispered repeatedly:
"Meatballs, Mommy, meatballs, I want them braised..."
"Alright, alright, braised..."