Fortunately, there were some tattered blankets on the bed and the bottle was safe and sound. Inside the bottle was a baby the size of a fist!
I ran back to the corpse and gave up on the idea of helping him bury himself. This house was too strange. It was better to bury it and leave as soon as possible! At the thought of this, he regretted being a busybody. If he scared himself to death, wouldn't his plan be over?!
The dried corpse was still holding a brown envelope in its arms. It was thick and huge. Could it be something terrifying?
I trembled as I reached out to grab the envelope and pulled it out in fear. I was always worried that the dried corpse would suddenly reach out its withered claws to grab my hand. Fortunately, nothing happened. He pinched the envelope. It looked like a book.
Could it be a will?
I walked to the window and opened the envelope. There were two pieces of paper and a book. The book was sealed and could not be opened. I looked at the letter. That should be her will.
On it was written," Fated Person: First of all, I'm sorry. I might have scared you. If you are just passing by, please leave immediately and keep it a secret. If you plan to help me collect my body, then I'm very grateful. The tree in the courtyard is a good burial place.
I am an unfortunate person who has long been forgotten by the world. Now, other than hatred, I have almost no other feelings. My biggest entertainment every day is cursing.
Unfortunately, I may have to leave this world before the last page of my curse. I have no complaints about my short life. For the sins caused by my curse, I am pleased! You will think that I am simply inhumane. Hehe, actually, no one has treated me as a human for a long time.
I used to have happy times, but as my family members passed away one after another, my mother and I began to accept people's curses and revenge because of them. My mother blamed herself and suffered all the hardships, while I made a big mistake for myself because of my ignorance and impulsiveness. There was no room for repentance.
Today, my sinful half of my life is coming to an end. I don't think I have any regrets. The only thing I'm worried about is my blood. Xue 'er is the baby in the bottle. He is my essence. I have raised him for many years. If you are willing to adopt him, I am very happy. I am willing to repay you with everything I have.
Xue 'er was raised by me with fresh blood, so I'm called Xue' er. All you have to do is open the bottle, put a few drops of your blood in it, and it will be yours.
The blood is currently in hibernation. It will wake up when the tree blooms (to be honest, I don't know when the tree blooms). You have to incinerate it on the first full moon night after the tree blooms. There was a talisman on the bottle cap. He lit the talisman and scattered the ashes into the bottle. He prepared a piece of jade in advance and placed it into the bottle at that time for it to possess him. The jade could be worn with him.
The blood baby needs you to feed it with your blood. When feeding it, put the jade into a bottle and drip a few drops of your blood into it.
I have a bag on my back. Inside is my Daoist robe and magical equipment. They all have magical power. If you're interested, that book can teach you how to use them. Thank you again! Even if you have no interest in burying my bones, I hope you can adopt Xue 'er. I'll be grateful if you can!”
I trembled as I watched. The cold wind blew on my back, and my hair stood on end. Looking at the baby in the bottle--it should be a baby girl--still sleeping
When would the tree bloom? I turned to look out of the window and saw a red flower blooming among the dense branches and leaves on the tree!
The tree had bloomed, and Xue 'er was about to wake up?!
I trembled as I reached out to pick up the bottle. If I die, how am I going to raise it? He put down the bottle and turned to the back of the dried corpse. As expected, he found a blue cloth bag. He opened it and found that there were indeed things like magical clothes inside. However, those clothes were all light purple in color, and there were two spirit flags that were blood-red.
It seems that she is a wizard. That book is the book that teaches me witchcraft.
If I knew witchcraft, I wouldn't have to die. I could curse others, and I could naturally do the same after learning it. I was actually secretly delighted. I hurriedly opened the bottle and bit my finger to drip the blood in.
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