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Chapter 123 Can sanitary napkins ward off evil spirits?!
The feeling of having my hair pulled is gone.

There was nothing in the room.

Jiang Nanxi looked towards the window, which was wide open, and the night breeze was blowing the curtains.

But she remembered,

She closed the window before she left!
Jiang Nanxi pressed the light switch again, and this time it turned on.

"What ran away so quickly? Did it come in just to tug my hair?"

Jiang Nanxi initially thought it was a ghost, but after checking the room, she found no ghostly aura.

She closed the window and went to wash up.

After washing up and lying in bed, she gradually felt sleepy, and her mind became hazy.

She vaguely heard a click, as if something had opened the window of the room.

She felt very heavy, like she was being paralyzed by a ghost, which prevented her from waking up.

Click, click.

A faint gnawing sound could be heard.

Jiang Nanxi's arm was stretched out outside the blanket and placed on the blanket. She felt the thing on her body pressing down on her hand and biting her fingers!
Jiang Nanxi quickly withdrew her hand, took out an electric mosquito swatter from her storage space, and swatted it hard at the things on her body.

Snapped--!
A flash of blue-purple lightning streaked across the electric mosquito swatter, striking the object and lighting up the room.

"Ugh!"

A muffled scream rang out.

Jiang Nanxi sat up abruptly and was met with a pair of crimson, sinister eyes and a charred old face.

boom--!
The thing shot out the window, and the charred old face disappeared!

Jiang Nanxi rushed to the window and saw a spherical object fall to the ground, then bounce and disappear into the woods!

"Head?"

Jiang Nanxi looked somewhat surprised.

This head that's secretly causing trouble isn't the head of a ghost, but the head of a living person!
Her divine sense could clearly perceive that this human head was made of flesh and blood, so when the electric mosquito swatter struck his head, his face was charred.

"If a living person's head is cut off, they're already dead. How can this head jump, leap, and bite?"

Jiang Nanxi looked down at her fingers and found that a piece of her nail on her right index finger had been bitten off.

If she hadn't reacted quickly, that thing would probably have bitten off her finger.

Wait!
Hair, nails, blood... these things seem to be necessary conditions for casting spells or black magic!

That person wanted to cast a spell on her?!
Jiang Nanxi remembered the information Ye Shutong had sent her. The wanted criminal was a sorcerer from Southeast Asia, skilled in various spells and witchcraft, and also knew the extremely rare flying head curse.

The Flying Head Curse is an evil technique used by sorcerers to enhance their cultivation. Once mastered, they can cut off their own head and send it flying out in the dark of night to silently suck the blood of living people.

Moreover, the flying heads have a strong ability to hide and escape; some people die from the flying head descent without even knowing when they died.

Looking at the darkness outside the guesthouse, Jiang Nanxi's eyes flashed with excitement, "I didn't expect to come looking for myself."

But then.

She was still a little confused.

"This guy probably doesn't know I'm going to capture him, right? I don't even know him, why would he suddenly want to cast a spell on me?"

Jiang Nanxi tried hard to recall the facial features of the head and felt that it looked somewhat familiar.

She's seen that face before!

Jiang Nanxi suddenly remembered, "This face looks a bit like the face carved on Song Wanwan's jade pendant. Could it be related to Song Wanwan?"

Jiang Nanxi rode out on a broom and stopped outside Song Wanwan's room window.

Jiang Nanxi was outside the window when she noticed a small gap in the curtains, so she peeked through it.

Song Wanwan sat at the table, on which sat the black jade tablet. The human face carved on the tablet emitted an eerie, blood-red light, and she was speaking to the tablet.

Song Wanwan asked, "Did you get it?" "I got the hair and nails, but I'm missing the blood. Only by getting these three things and matching them with her birth date and time can I cast a spell."

Song Wanwan said anxiously, "Then you have to think of something quickly! Shen Lan is your nephew, and she's the one who killed him! You have to cast a spell to kill her right now!"

The voice sneered, "What's your hurry? I won't let her die so easily. I have my own plan! I'm going to use black magic to control her, make her pay a terrible price, suffer humiliation, and die in agony!"

Song Wanwan's voice was filled with panic, "No, no, we can't let her live. If she lives, she'll find out sooner or later... and then I'll lose everything! Kill her now!"

"You have no right to order me around!"

There was a snap.

Song Wanwan was slapped by a force, and then she fell completely silent.
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outside the window.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes turned cold. "As expected, it was Song Wanwan who did this. The jade pendant she saw was given to her by a sorcerer. This jade pendant allows her to contact the sorcerer and summon the flying head curse!"

Jiang Nanxi thought for a moment, then returned to her room and let out a scream.

"Ahh! Ghost!"

Jiang Nanxi rushed out of the room in a panic and frantically banged on Song Wanwan's door.

"Song Wanwan, open the door! Did you find something to harm me?! Waaaaaah, I promise I'll never target you again! It was all my fault before, please forgive me! Please make that thing leave!"

Upon hearing her tearful voice, Song Wanwan paused, then opened the door.

Seeing Jiang Nanxi's terrified face and her tears streaming down her face, Song Wanwan was a little surprised. She hadn't expected Jiang Nanxi to be so frightened by the flying head curse.

Remembering the security camera outside the room, Song Wanwan said, "I didn't hurt you, are you misunderstanding something?"

"really?"

Jiang Nanxi collapsed to the ground, her face pale, and said, "Then can I sleep with you? There are scary things in my room, I'm too scared to go back."

Although Song Wanwan found Jiang Nanxi's reaction a bit strange, she thought that since Jiang Nanxi was sleeping with her, she could lock all the doors and windows of the room so that Jiang Nanxi couldn't escape!

That way, Master Wu can easily obtain her blood and cast a curse on her!

Song Wanwan said directly, "Okay, since you're so pitiful, I'll take you in."

When the others came out of their rooms after hearing the commotion, Jiang Nanxi had already entered Song Wanwan's room.

Song Wanwan locked the doors and windows from the inside.

The two slept in the same quilt.

About half an hour later, Song Wanwan felt herself enveloped by a strange force, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep and lost consciousness.

Jiang Nanxi lay motionless on the bed, fully conscious, and the feeling of sleep paralysis returned.

This time, however, she put her hands inside the blanket, so the head was pressed against her stomach.

boom--!
She felt the head twitch, as if trying to pounce and tear her face apart to take her blood.

Jiang Nanxi suddenly burrowed under the covers and turned to the side, causing the person to miss their target.

She hid under the covers, lifted Song Wanwan's nightgown, and pulled out Song Wanwan's sanitary napkin.

Just as Ren Tou was about to crawl into bed, she suddenly pulled back the covers and stuck a sanitary napkin to Ren Tou's forehead!

Jiang Nanxi muttered to herself, "The internet says that menstrual blood is unclean and can ward off evil spirits. I don't know if it's true or not, but I'll give it a try!"

The sorcerer: ?

Damn, how disgusting! She just pulled out her sanitary napkin and stuck it on his head?!

and many more.

The smell of blood is so strong.

Menstrual blood?

Never mind, it's blood too!

(End of this chapter)