3286 The Truth (2)

Inside the lacquered wooden box lay a smooth wooden figurine with a golden hoop on its forehead and silver needles stuck into various acupoints on its body, gleaming blindingly.

Mo Lian subtly curved his lips upon seeing it, "I didn't expect Madam Mu to resort to such a method."

The two focused their gaze and saw a set of eight characters representing the time of birth carved on the chest of the small wooden figure.

Qiao Mu quickly calculated in her mind and saw that it wasn't her mother's birth characters, nor her own, a hint of confusion appearing in her eyes.

Grandma Qiu, with a menacing expression, handed a small hammer to Mu Qingya.

Mu Qingya forcefully hammered the wooden figurine, mumbling incantations under her breath.

"What is she saying?" Qiao Mu squinted slightly.

Mu Qingya's muttering in the projection was too faint for Qiao Mu to hear clearly.

However, judging by her fierce expression, the small figure she was hammering seemed to represent her mortal enemy.

Mu Qingya continuously struck the small wooden figure with the hammer, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead with each strike.

When she struck for the ninth time, she seemed to suffer a backlash from the dark art, and a faint trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her lips.

"Madam," Grandma Qiu quickly reached out to support her, "It has been nearly ten days since the ritual began, and in three more days, that man named Long will receive his due punishment. I know Madam is eager for revenge, but everything must not be rushed."

"I've waited long enough," Mu Qingya's eyes seemed to flicker with light.

She leaned on Grandma Qiu, slowly stood up, coughed a few times, and vigorously wiped the blood from her lips, "This Long Shouxin, he deserves to die."

Long Shouxin?

Qiao Mu was slightly taken aback.

Isn't Long Shouxin the name of the patriarch of the Long family's branch in Longyan City?

Previously, at the palace banquet, Qiao Mu had a considerable conflict with Long Shouxin's family and later investigated these Long family members quite a bit.

Why would Mu Qingya be casting a spell on Long Shouxin?

"Madam, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. You are performing this dark art as a mortal, and the backlash is already significant. If you don't pay attention in time..."

Mu Qingya raised her hand to stop Grandma Qiu from speaking.

"I've waited so long, and finally found an opportunity for revenge. This time, I must seize it no matter what," Mu Qingya took a deep breath, turned to look at Grandma Qiu, and said, "Grandma, you'll help me, won't you? You'll definitely help me!"

"Yes, yes!" Grandma Qiu nodded repeatedly, "If this old woman's minor術法 (sùfǎ -术法, 'magical art/technique') can help Madam and resolve the knot in Madam's heart, then this old woman will certainly help Madam without hesitation."

Mu Qingya's eyes drifted, gazing intently at the small wooden table in front of her.

Grandma Qiu walked a few steps forward and lifted the black cloth covering the object.

A spirit tablet appeared before them, with the three characters Long Chuyun carved on it.

Fresh fruits were offered before the tablet, and the birch wood table was spotless.

Mu Qingya quickly walked forward and, with Grandma Qiu's support, knelt on the greenish-blue prayer cushion in front of the birch wood table.

"Sister, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me. This time, I must eliminate that traitor Long Shouxin."

"I'm not afraid of any hardship; I'm just worried about letting that traitor Long Shouxin continue to get away with it."

"Sister." Mu Qingya kneeled a few steps forward, her eyes softly gazing at Long Chuyun's tablet, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect Qiao Qiao well for you."