Shen Zhiyao said, "Time is short. Go hide in the next room and don't come out. I'll take care of this quickly."
The lights were dim and flickering, and the sound of fingertips scraping against the window grew louder. Nanbowan didn't dare to delay and immediately rushed back to his room.
The chewing sound outside the door continued. Shen Zhiyao spoke coldly, "How does it feel to be turned into a doll by your own mother? It must be horrible!"
The boy's eyes were vacant. Holding a knife and fork, he slowly walked toward Shen Zhiyao.
Shen Zhiyao slapped an immobilization charm on the boy's forehead and placed an Evil Exorcism Talisman on his chest.
Shen Zhiyao opened the door. Outside stood children stitched together with needle and thread.
A golden light flashed from her hand as she began to chant the Rebirth Mantra. One by one, golden talismans fell upon the little ghosts.
