Under the dim red light, the statue's face was clearly visible, and upon closer inspection, it bore a resemblance to Qu Hongling, yet the statue's eyes exuded an indescribable sinister charm.
"Bless me, Red Demon, for finding such a handsome ideal groom... I can finally be free!"
The old woman's face twisted with excitement as she picked up the garment she had been sewing with her half-decayed hand.
No, it wasn't a garment.
It was clearly a skin!
The skin still had some hair on it, emitting a pungent, fishy odor.
The old woman draped the skin over herself.
In an instant, she transformed into a charming and alluring woman.
The woman had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but her eyes were filled with endless greed and eeriness, fixed intently on Jiang Shouzhong, as if he were a rare treasure within her grasp.
"Bridegroom, bridegroom..."
Inside the room, a little girl suddenly clapped her hands and let out a series of giggles.
