Qin Niu also became uncertain.
He could only wait and see.
After a while, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Ugh!"
She made a retching sound, and her expression was no longer numb but revealed a hint of pain.
Seeing this, Qin Niu actually felt a surge of happiness.
A reaction was a sign of a good thing.
If there had been no reaction, then it would mean the exorcism method was ineffective.
"Master Qin, we keep roasting my wife like this, and she seems to be struggling."
Wang Haikun was worried that the charcoal fire would burn his wife.
Indeed, her body had begun to overheat, sweat had already soaked her face, dampening her hair.
"Ugh... Wah!"
Splash!
She vomited a mouthful of foul-smelling filth, her eyes rolled back, her body went rigid, and she spasmed continuously.
It looked very much like the reaction of someone on the verge of death.
"Master Qin, if we keep roasting her like this, my wife will die."
Wang Haikun hurriedly moved his wife aside.
