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Wei Ning quietly waited for the woman to tell her story.
The female demon trembled with every few words, as if the events from hundreds of years ago were as fresh in her memory as yesterday: "I was framed. According to the customs of that time, a woman who did not uphold her duties was to be burned alive. Because there was no suitable day for execution—people back then would consult the almanac for any significant event, including marriage or relocation, and murder was no exception, though the chosen day might not necessarily be auspicious—I remained locked in the woodshed without facing execution. I had resigned myself to my fate, thinking that death was death. But the death of that master ignited something within me; I wanted revenge! All those gossipy women were to blame for his demise. I would tear out their tongues!"
At this point, the demon's eyes blazed with fury. "But as a weak woman, what could I do? So I had no choice but to seek help from the Seven Sinners."
"Seven Sinners?" Wei Ning couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing the name. "Do you know where they are?"
Wei Ning had heard Wang Tuozi mention them in passing, but such things seemed to exist only in legends. She never expected they were real.
Legend had it that on the first Thursday of August, after ten o'clock at night, seven figures would appear on the streets. They moved like blind men, each extending their left hand to rest on the shoulder of the one in front, led by the first person. They wore identical tattered black cloaks and conical hats, walking barefoot. In their right hands, they carried lanterns, while the leader held a bamboo staff. These were the so-called Seven Sinners, representing seven deadly sins: gluttony, greed, sloth, pride, lust, anger, and envy. If you encountered these seven at night and happened to embody one of those sins yourself, you would be seized and forced to wander endlessly in this world until you found your next victim.
"I desperately ran out of the woodshed back then and followed a place that the master once told me about to find the Seven Sinners at Corpse Demon..."
"Corpse Demon!" Wei Ning blurted out again. "The Seven Sinners are at Corpse Demon!"
Everyone should be familiar with Corpse Demon by now; it was where that Corpse Ghost roamed in search of heads. Who would have thought that the Seven Sinners were also linked to Corpse Demon? What secrets lay buried within this place that even Wang Tuozi and Lin Lingsu—representatives of Zhu You and Dragon Tiger's formidable powers—dared not provoke?
Just from what Wei Ning knew about Corpse Ghost and Seven Sinners alone, it was already shrouded in mystery; she couldn't imagine how many other demons lurked within Corpse Demon.
"Where is Corpse Demon?" Wei Ning couldn't help but ask.
The female demon shook her head. "Corpse Demon does not exist in a conventional sense; yet it is always present. It can seek you out, but you will never find it—this is a secret I learned when the master let something slip. Immortal, I know you are powerful, but Corpse Demon is definitely beyond your reach. So it's better if you don't know."
Who exactly was the master in the mouth of that female demon? What kind of experiences did he have that allowed him to know so many secrets that ordinary people could never uncover? And what kind of hatred did he have with others that even in death, they would not let him go, casting such a vicious spell upon him?
The female demon clearly did not want to get entangled with Wei Ning over the topic of the Corpse Demon. She continued, "After I sought out the Seven Sinners, they cut out my tongue and turned me into this form. They demanded that I collect a thousand tongues before they would return mine and allow me to be reborn. At that time, all I could think about was revenge, so I agreed."
"And your tongue?"
"It was merely an illusion created by the tongue of a corpse."
"Wow!" Wei Ning couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea. If he had known beforehand that the tongue he had just intimately kissed belonged to a dead person, he would never have concocted such a 'brilliant plan' to exorcise demons.
"I handed over the tongue to the Seven Sinners, but it wasn't as simple as seeking revenge. Of course, the feeling of slowly sucking the tongues out of those gossiping women and then devouring them bit by bit was truly delightful." At this point, a cruel satisfaction appeared at the corners of the female demon's mouth. "My main goal was still to save my master, to free him from the torment of being separated from his flesh and blood. So I infiltrated his bookshelf and finally found the Thousand Corpses Hanging in Shadow formation."
"Thousand Corpses Hanging in Shadow," Wei Ning recognized this name once again.
"I exchanged my life for his, hoping to retrieve my master's soul from the Ghost Messenger so that he could be reborn soon. For hundreds of years, I became an Evil Spirit, killing and seizing corpses everywhere. Ordinary people thought I was inherently violent, and countless so-called righteous individuals despised me and wished to eliminate me. But... how could they know that I was only trying to save a suffering old man?"
"But those thousand people you killed—were they not also suffering?"
The female demon retorted, "As long as my master can be reborn, what does it matter if those people die? Besides, they were all infatuated fools; their deaths are well-deserved."
Wei Ning shook his head in disbelief. He had initially hoped this female demon would turn away from evil and embrace goodness, but it seemed she was far too extreme in nature. While he felt pity for her background, if she remained in this world, who knew how many more lives would be lost at her hands? A murderous intent rose within Wei Ning once more.
The female demon continued, "I found my master's body, but due to the Black Cult's barrier above it, I couldn't break free. So I had no choice but to set up the Thousand Corpses Hanging Yin Formation on top of it, hoping to use the resentment of a thousand corpses to break through the barrier and retrieve my master's soul."
Wei Ning suddenly felt a stir in her heart and asked, "How long has it been since you last went there?"
The female demon looked at Wei Ning curiously and replied, "I go to set up the formation every ten years, so it should be time for me to return next year. I just wonder if my lord is lonely there all by himself."
Indeed, Wei Ning thought to herself, she must not know that the Thousand Corpses Hanging Yin Formation had long been destroyed by her and her master, and that her lord had already been burned to ashes by her own hand. This pitiful woman still harbored fantasies in her heart, continuously killing to save her husband. It was truly both sad and lamentable.
Although Wei Ning felt a strong aversion towards this female demon, she couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for her unwavering devotion to her husband over the centuries.
It seemed that there truly existed a love in the world that remained unchanged even after hundreds of years.
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