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The wooden figure, now filled with the spirit of a ghost, seemed to come to life and walked toward the person it hated most.
Seeing the wooden figure in Mianmian's hand moving on its own and even talking, Su Chenfei was stunned.
Little Auntie's wooden figure actually had this function; was the one he previously gave to Qin Tao's brother wasted? For a moment, he bit his teeth, feeling an acute pain in his heart.
Having dealt with the ghosts, Mianmian then turned her attention to Liao Yue on the ground.
"She is the person Mianmian mentioned, the one called Ruoruo."
Liao Yue had sensed it long ago.
Being a Thousand-year Snake Demon himself, he naturally could sense the aura of demons and ghosts. Wan Jia was a demon, the very Zhang Ruoruo whom Su Mianmian said had entered the pomegranate tree and, by a stroke of luck, had become a tree demon— "the one who didn't deceive him"!
