522 The Secret About the Past 140 (2/2)

They arrived at the airport in Wei Ni Estate half an hour later.

Instead of heading to the mansion straight away, An Xiaoning returned to the villa to retrieve the necessary items as well as some amulets before leaving with Jin Qingyan.

Mei Yangyang tagged along out of curiosity.

As soon as they arrived at the living room of the mansion, they heard Mrs. Jin's shrieks.

She was bawling in agony, as if she was being stabbed by a million daggers.

An Xiaoning felt her stomach twist into a knot and proceeded to enter the bedroom together with the two of them.

Upon sight of her, Jin Qingyue hurriedly said, ”Sis-in-law, quickly come and take a look at Mother.”

Mrs. Jin reached her hands out and exclaimed in misery, ”Xiaoning, hurry and save me. Mother… is dying because of the pain!”

Regardless of what she said or did to An Xiaoning in the past, this 58-year-old woman in front of her was her mother-in-law, after all.

”Mother, what are your birth characters?” An Xiaoning asked.

Mrs. Jin immediately revealed the details of her birth.

An Xiaoning again asked, ”Who else did you reveal this information to?”

Just as Mrs. Jin was about to answer, she began shivering uncontrollably and soon turned as pale as a sheet. An Xiaoning hurriedly took out the amulets and chanted a spell, after which the amulets abruptly flew toward Mrs. Jin and glued themselves onto her face, leaving only her nose exposed.

Mrs. Jin instantly stopped quivering so vigorously and appeared to be sedated.

An Xiaoning held her breath throughout. Noticing that Mrs. Jin had blacked out, An Xiaoning said to Jin Qingyan, ”The condition is not optimistic. Someone has put a death curse on her.”

Jin Qingyan and Jin Qingyue were instantly dumbfounded.

”Sis-in-law, save Mother. You must save Mother,” Jin Qingyue spluttered incoherently.

”Qingyue, I just read her birth characters. I don't know how to explain it to you, but the curse is extremely sinister and evil. Let me try and think of a solution,” said An Xiaoning.

”There are no outsiders here. Were you able to tell Mother's destiny by reading her birth characters?” Jin Qingyan asked.

”Yes, I analyzed the aspects of her fate and I'm afraid she won't be able to survive this ordeal. The curse was too sudden and overpowering. The curse should've been put on her yesterday. The effects of such death curses are rapid and menacing. Besides, we've already procrastinated for an entire night… I reckon the curse is potent not only because the perpetrator has gotten hold of Mother's birth characters, but also because they have her personal belongings. The usage of unholy substances must've been involved as well.”

Jin Qingyue burst into tears upon hearing her words.

A deafening silence filled the room as they plunged into a somber mood.

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At the same time, Yuan Mingzhu could sense that the effects of her curse had been suppressed. She thought to herself that it was probably because they had sought the help of another medium.

She was not flustered at all, however.

She proceeded to bring a kettle of boiling water into the ritual room.

She walked toward the altar and poured the boiling water over the puppet, drenching it from head to toe while chanting a spell. She only stopped when the puppet was fully submerged in the boiling water, which was still fuming with steam.

After placing the kettle back inside the kitchen, Yuan Mingzhu knelt onto the praying mat and began chanting incessantly.

She did not stop until she deemed it appropriate.

Coincidentally, she received a call from Xu Youran.