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“Give it to me! Give me the ‘Heart of the Sophora God!’” The landlady was acting as if she had lost her mind, waving a pair of scissors in an attempt to break through the barrier of the Paper Figurine, her gaze fixed on the Lacquer Box in front of me, where a small gap had just opened.
The Heart of the Sophora God? What is that? Is it something inside the Lacquer Box?
At the same time, footsteps were approaching from the stairs behind me, accompanied by a creaking sound reminiscent of twisted joints, along with that spine-chilling, high-pitched laughter of a woman. The puppet was coming down!
I quickly glanced at the gap in the Lacquer Box. Inside was a deep darkness that I couldn't see clearly, but the rich, bloody scent was becoming more distinct. My instincts told me that this was definitely not something good.
“A Yu! A Yu! It’s me! Your good sister A Ling!” The landlady suddenly screamed towards the stairs, trying to awaken the descending puppet. “Don’t you remember? I’m the one who helped you find those materials! I’m the one who helped you complete the ritual! You promised that you would share the power of Huaishen with me! Let me escape this lowly identity!”
Sister?! She is A Yu’s sister Ling? This wasn’t mentioned in the diary! Did she instigate or assist A Yu in performing that terrifying ritual? What she wanted wasn’t A Yu, but rather the power of Huaishen?
The footsteps on the stairs paused for a moment, and the high-pitched laughter ceased briefly before a cold, stilted voice emerged, as if many voices were blending together: “Sister? … The sacrifice … has arrived…”
Sacrifice?! Is it referring to… me?!
It had indeed developed an independent and evil consciousness! It viewed A Yu’s sister Ling as an obstacle to be eliminated, or rather… it didn’t care about past identities at all; it only wanted to complete some ultimate transformation, and I, as a Lin Family Blood Relative, was that crucial “sacrifice”!
The situation was extremely dire!
The landlady A Ling seemed to be enraged by the puppet's cold response; she charged even more frantically against the Paper Figurine’s defense. “You monster! You’ve already devoured Sister A and now want to claim everything for yourself?! Not a chance!”
In the chaos, a phrase from Granduncle San’s notes flashed through my mind like lightning: “The method of ‘substitution’ may offer liberation, but requires Blood Kin Extradition…”
Blood Kin Extradition! Could it mean… not just release but also… complete transfer?! To move A Yu’s remaining benevolent consciousness or part of Huaishen’s power carried by the puppet into a new “container” through some ritual? And I would be that designated container?!
This puppet—or rather, the evil intent controlling it—didn’t want to kill me; it wanted… to possess me!
A chill ran down my spine.
The landlady A Ling aimed for the Heart of the Sophora God inside the Lacquer Box, while the puppet targeted me!
I surveyed the chaotic scene before me and made an extremely risky decision!
Instead of fully opening the Lacquer Box, I used all my strength to slam the lid back down with a loud bang!
Since this Heart of the Sophora God was A Ling’s goal and perhaps also key to maintaining the puppet's power, preventing it from fully manifesting might buy us some time!
Indeed, as soon as the lid closed, that overwhelming aura instantly weakened. The puppet's descent paused momentarily, letting out an angry shriek! A Ling also froze for a moment before erupting in further rage: “What are you doing?!”
In that brief interval, I grabbed an Inkstone engraved with a Sophora Flower Pattern from atop the Altar Table—if Huai Ye Mo could open communication, perhaps this Inkstone itself contained some form of power!
“A Yu sister! If you’re still there! Wake up!” I shouted towards the stairs while raising the Inkstone high. “Look at your good sister! Look at this monster trying to use you!”
I couldn’t tell if it was just my imagination, but it seemed like there was a moment when the puppet hesitated, its body trembling slightly. Within it, A Yu’s benevolent consciousness might still be engaged in its final struggle against that evil intent!
"Shut up!" A Ling, taking advantage of Paper Figurine's momentary distraction, suddenly broke free and lunged at me with scissors in hand! Meanwhile, the puppet moved again, its stiff limbs reaching out towards me with cold wooden hands!
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