Chen Nan was a witch doctor.
Witch first.
Doctor second.
The witch sect possessed many unfathomable divine and demonic techniques.
For example, the move Chen Nan was currently employing was called "Puppet Strings" within the witch sect.
It was an extremely sinister and vicious technique.
As long as one possessed the opponent's hair, they could control the opponent's main body from a thousand miles away.
To make them live, or to make them die.
Even if the opponent was killed, no one would be able to discover anything.
Of course.
Not all witch doctors possessed such a technique; one had to have cultivation at the Qi Refining stage or above.
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The Pang family.
Lu Yan, who was sound asleep, heard footsteps.
She opened her groggy eyes and looked at Pang Zhen, asking, "Husband, where are you going?"
Pang Zhen turned his head, his eyes vacant, and let out a hoarse voice, "I'm going to die. Do you want to come with me?"
Lu Yan shivered.
Why was a stranger's voice coming from his mouth?
Especially his eyes, which filled her with fear and unease.
She remained silent.
Because she didn't know what would happen next.
She was afraid that this familiar yet strange man would harm her.
After Pang Zhen left the bedroom like a walking corpse, she, barefoot, immediately ran to the second floor and knocked on her daughter Pang Lina's door.
"Mom, aren't you sleeping at this hour?"
Pang Lina, dressed in a black silk pajama set with a V-neckline revealing a graceful curve and cleavage, was clearly annoyed at being woken up by her mother so late.
"Girl, your dad is possessed!"
Lu Yan's face was filled with terror. "He just went to the study like a walking corpse. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was going to die, and asked if I wanted to go with him..."
"What?"
Pang Lina shivered. "Mom, don't scare me. Why would Father be possessed for no reason?"
Lu Yan: "I don't know either. I thought we mother and daughter could go take a look together!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Although Pang Lina was timid, she felt some sense of security with her mother by her side.
Thus, the two headed straight for the study.
However, when they reached the study door, Lu Yan stopped her daughter and prevented her from opening it. Instead, she turned and went to the kitchen, taking a watermelon knife and a cleaver.
"Mom, that's my dad. Do you need to do this?" Pang Lina's expression was one of disbelief.
Lu Yan smiled sheepishly. "Just grabbed them, just grabbed these two knives!"
"Forget it, let's go in together!" Pang Lina shook her head, but still took the watermelon knife and then nervously pushed the door open.
The scene that greeted their eyes made the mother and daughter gasp in shock.
At that moment, Pang Zhen was standing on a chair, biting his right index finger and using his blood to write his past crimes on the wall, such as who he had taken money from and who he had wrongfully convicted.
He wrote it all down, stroke by stroke.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Pang Lina's pupils trembled.
She knew.
If these actions of her father were exposed, he would face imprisonment.
Not only that.
Their family's comfortable life would also undergo earth-shattering changes.
Frankly speaking, they would fall from the clouds into the abyss.
"I have sinned. I must accept Chen Nan's judgment and write down my crimes!"
Pang Zhen's voice was chilling.
Boom!
His simple words struck them like thunder.
Pang Lina and Lu Yan's scalps tingled, and they felt an involuntary shiver.
What exactly had happened?
Why was their father, possessed, saying such things?
And how did this involve Chen Nan?
"No, this can't happen. If you confess all your crimes, our family's life will be ruined!" Lu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and she walked forward with the cleaver.
Squelch!
Accompanied by the sound of blood splattering.
Pang Lina's eyes widened.
She felt that everything before her was unreal.
She couldn't accept her mother chopping off her father's arm with a cleaver.
She couldn't understand her mother's motive.
Even less could she understand how her mother possessed such immense strength?
Compared to her estranged father,
Her mother felt even more alien.
Because in her memory, her mother didn't have much strength, let alone chop off her father's arm with a single blow!
"Ah..."
Pang Zhen let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Pain and anger appeared in his previously vacant eyes. "You damned woman, what the hell are you doing? Did you cut off my arm?"
"I want to ask you too, why are you writing down your crimes? Why do you have to accept Chen Nan's judgment?" Lu Yan's face was expressionless, and her eyes shone with chilling coldness.
"What?"
Pang Zhen gasped.
When he saw what was written on the wall, his scalp numbed.
"Did I really write this? But why don't I remember anything?" Pang Zhen's face turned sallow, unable to believe that these words were written by him.
But in a daze, he recalled a mysterious force controlling his body earlier.
"Since you have written down these crimes, then I will judge you on behalf of Chen Nan and sentence you to death!" Lu Yan smiled eerily, revealing a chilling, strange laugh.
Then.
She raised the cleaver high with both hands and swung it towards Pang Zhen.
Squelch!
Before the cleaver could fall, a blood-stained watermelon knife suddenly appeared in front of Lu Yan.
Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
Blood dripped from the blade of the watermelon knife onto the ground.
"You actually stabbed your mother in the back?" Pang Zhen roared, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Pang Lina, holding the bloodied watermelon knife, retreated in terror. "Dad, are you sure she's my mom? If she really is my mom, why would she hurt you? Where did she get the strength to chop off your arm?"
Lu Yan's body stood there quietly, but her neck made a cracking sound.
Then.
Something happened that made Pang Zhen and his daughter's jaws drop.
Lu Yan's head began to spin rapidly on her neck, like an electric fan.
Finally.
Pang Lina saw her pale, contorted face behind her mother. "Girl, you are a piece of flesh that fell from my body. How can you not believe me? Mother is very unhappy with you, I want to kill you."
"My life was given by you. If you want it, I will give it back to you!" Pang Lina, under Pang Zhen's disbelieving gaze, plunged the watermelon knife into her own chest.
Crack, crack, crack!
Pang Zhen frantically slapped his own face, letting out a heart-wrenching howl. "Wake up, wake up quickly!"
He thought this was a nightmare.
Because he couldn't explain what was happening before his eyes.
"For you, this might be a nightmare, and since it's a dream, there will be a moment when you wake up; but for those victims you wrongfully convicted, their lives are a nightmare, a nightmare from which they can never wake up."
A cold voice came from Pang Lina's mouth.
Pang Zhen suddenly shivered. "Who... Who are you?"