Qingshan Town is located in a small town on the border of H City. Its quiet home is in the most remote village in this town.

"Dad, mom. I'm back."

Wenjing returned home, eagerly looking for the figures of the two elders.

When I was in the car, Wen Jing felt a little panicked, and she always felt that something was about to happen.

As soon as he stepped into the door, a pungent smell of blood came to his face. Ning Rongrong hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and looked at Bai Shuo: "Bai Shuo...here..."

Wenjing, who was walking before the two, seemed to be as if nothing had happened. It seemed that she did not smell the pungent smell of blood.

Bai Shuo frowned, glanced roughly at the room, and finally stopped his eyes on the portrait hanging on the wall in the lobby.

Then he shouted to Wenjing, who was still looking for her parents in the house, "Don't look for Wenjing, your parents are not at home."

There is no breath in the family except for a few people.

Wenjing's face was a little strange: "Why, my dad can't even walk on the road, how could he not be at home?"

Wen Jing's family is not big, with only three rooms in total. The figure on the bed where his father used to sleep is gone, and even his mother doesn't know where he is.

How could she know her father's condition? How could someone who even needs help from turning back can leave home?

If someone was taken to the hospital, let alone, I came back from the hospital because I couldn't cure it, so it was impossible to go to the hospital.

Wen Jing had an idea in her mind. Since those things were impossible, there was only one most reasonable explanation...

Wenjing was reluctant to believe this last possibility. Although she knew that it was a matter of time sooner or later, she has brought a savior now, why did she just do it at this time?

As I thought about it, a tear fell from Wenjing's eyes.

"No, no, no, my dad won't be in trouble." Wenjing kept shook her head, she regretted why she didn't come back early.

Bai Shuo did not go up to comfort Wenjing, but went directly to the portrait behind Wenjing.

Ning Rongrong didn't know how to persuade Wenjing, so he just supported Wenjing and occasionally patted her back gently with his hands to make her feel more comfortable.

Seeing Bai Shuo walking to the portrait, the two of them turned their heads together and looked at Bai Shuo curiously.

"Where did this painting come from?" Bai Shuo asked calmly as he looked at the portrait hanging on the wall.

Although Bai Shuo chose to ask her about the portrait at this time, Dan Wenjing still explained: "This is brought back by my mother from outside. My father thought it looks good, so he hung it on the wall."

Bai Shuo frowned slightly: "What your mother brought back? Is your mother your biological mother? Or is this portrait something that someone else gave to you?"

Wenjing was a little stunned by Bai Shuo's question. Of course, her mother was her biological mother. As for whether this portrait was given to her by someone else, it is unknown.

"I...my mother is my biological mother, but this portrait...I don't know how my mother got it."

Hearing this, Bai Shuo stopped talking nonsense and pulled down the portrait hanging on the wall, and a blue flame suddenly rose in his hand.

The fire gradually grew, swallowing the portrait bit by bit.

Although Wenjing didn't understand why Bai Shuo did this, she did not speak out to stop her.

As the portrait was swallowed up by the flames released by Bai Shuo, a blood-red gem was replaced by Bai Shuo's palm.

"Soul-Devouring Stone, your father's illness is thanks to it!" Bai Shuo said in a deep voice.

Wen Jing couldn't believe it, and subconsciously took the Soul-Devouring Stone from Bai Shuo's hand.

"Is it really this thing?" Wen Jing murmured at the harmless stone in his hand, and he still couldn't believe it in his eyes.

"This object is called the Soul-Devouring Stone. It is usually placed in an extremely yin place to suppress ghosts, but if it is placed at home, it will devour people's three souls and seven spirits. Think about it, is your father often in a daze, his face is dull, his lips are purple, and he can't even say it clearly. When he goes to the hospital for examination, no matter what instrument is used, the doctor can't find out the cause of the disease?"

Wen Jing thought about it and found that all the symptoms of his father were exactly the same as what Bai Shuo said. When he went to the hospital, the doctor could not find out any cause of the disease, so he could only watch his father's health deteriorated day by day.

"Then why are my mother and I okay?"

Since it will devour people's three souls and seven spirits, why is there nothing wrong with her and her mother living under the same roof?

Bai Shuo pulled Wen Jing's hand and lifted the sleeve of her right hand. A bracelet with excellent looks appeared in the eyes of several people.

"If you guessed correctly, your mother would have the same bracelet. It is this thing that will prevent you from harming you."

"Oh, Wenjing, you're back."

At this moment, several old ladies in their fifties and sixties rushed in from outside the door holding something unknown.

"Grandma, where are my parents? Have you seen it?" He asked excitedly when he saw several old ladies Wenjing.

Several grandmas were smiling, and lit up the objects in their hands, and said with a smile: "Do you remember the master who came to our village two years ago? He came to benefit our village again. Your father's illness is about to be cured!"

"Master?" Wenjing hurriedly searched for memories in her mind. Master two years ago?

I remember two years ago, a master came to their village and said that it could bring good luck to the entire village. After missing a few small spells, many villagers believed it. It seemed that they came to their home to propose marriage, but their father refused it.

"Come on, put this on."

The other old ladies smiled and put a whole set of red clothes on Wenjing.

Wenjing didn’t know what was going on. It would be a good thing to cure her father’s illness, but there is no need to exaggerate it! And this seems to be a dress that I only wore when I got married, right?

"What are you doing, grandma? This is something you can only wear when you get married."

A few old ladies don’t care about it, you just continue to wear Wenjing. Wenjing is not easy to struggle. After all, these are all old people. If you push them to the ground with one move, then...

Bai Shuo did not stop him, he just wanted to see what was going to happen next.

After putting on her clothes, Wenjing was pushed to the inner room again. When she came out again, she had a light makeup on her face.

When Wenjing looked at the dressing mirror, even she herself couldn't believe that the person in the mirror she saw was herself. If she was really so beautiful, then what else could she feel inferior?

If you marry your wishful husband in this way...
Chapter completed!