Chapter Eleven: The Backhill of the Xue Residence

Li Yan swiftly severed the hand.

Once the hand was cut off, a surge of black mist emerged from the doll that Tuan Tuan was clutching.

The black mist enveloped Tuan Tuan completely.

Tuan Tuan became frenzied, laughing eerily as she ran toward Li Yan.

Frowning, Li Yan tried to restrain her using the previous method.

But this time, Tuan Tuan was prepared and not so easily subdued.

Quickly, Li Yan set up a magical array around Tuan Tuan, imprisoning her.

Tuan Tuan screamed and struggled violently, while the doll emitted terrifying wails.

Yet neither Tuan Tuan nor the doll escaped.

Li Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief but kept pondering how to eliminate the doll for good.

After all, the array wouldn’t hold them for long.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, “What should I do?”

Suddenly, an idea struck him: “I could snatch the doll first, then burn it.”

He quickly approached Tuan Tuan and began to wrest the doll from her grasp using his energy.

The doll and Tuan Tuan resisted him fiercely.

Despite his efforts, the doll didn’t budge, still nestled in Tuan Tuan’s arms.

Surprised by the doll’s strong energy, Li Yan intensified his output.

At last, he managed to snatch the doll away.

Grasping it firmly, he inscribed a suppression talisman on it and threw it to the ground.

Then, he lit a match, intending to set it aflame.

The doll struggled desperately, releasing a cloud of black mist that momentarily blinded Li Yan.

Still, the doll couldn’t escape.

Li Yan’s flames engulfed it.

After burning the doll, Tuan Tuan collapsed.

Worried, Li Yan rushed over to check on her.

Thankfully, she was only unconscious.

Murmuring softly, Tuan Tuan muttered, “Daddy, don’t hit Mom... I’m so scared, please save me...”

Li Yan was stunned by her words—was there domestic violence involved?

Determined to uncover the truth, he gently comforted her, “Don’t be afraid. Brother will save you.”

Cradling Tuan Tuan, he entered the room but found neither Wu Jiu nor Xue Yanling there.

Sighing, he laid Tuan Tuan down and went to search for them.

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At the door of Wu Jiu and Xue Yanling’s room, Li Yan heard the laughter and play of many children.

Frowning, he found it strange—Tuan Tuan wasn’t there, nor were there any other children. How could there be such sounds?

Moreover, the lights were off; the room appeared empty.

Cautiously, he pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The room was pitch black; nothing was visible.

The children’s laughter ceased the moment he entered.

Feeling uneasy, he switched on the light and scanned the room.

Neither Wu Jiu nor Xue Yanling was present, and no children were around.

As he searched carefully, he spotted a strange magical array inscribed on the floor.

Not only that, but the drawers contained many fishing lines and similar items. Beneath the bed and at the bottom of the drawers lay numerous witch dolls.

Each doll bore birthdate inscriptions.

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