"Who… who are you? Where is this place?" I gritted my teeth, trying to climb up from the straw mat.
The old Taoist nun, carrying a golden sword on her back, hissed coldly, "Pin her down! This girl is possessed, we mustn't let her escape! She will bring disaster to the world!"
I only felt my body sink, and someone forcefully pressed me back onto the straw mat.
My body immediately became immobile.
When I looked up, I saw my mother and my uncle, both of them holding down my limbs.
My mother's eyes were red and swollen, looking at me with pain in her eyes, "Aivor, endure a little longer, it will be over soon. Your uncle has invited a Taoist priestess from the temple to help you."
I stared at my mother with confusion, "Are they here to help me with an abortion?" I never expected the person my uncle invited would perform an abortion in this way, so different from the method used in a traditional hospital.
But considering that the child inside me was a demonic fetus, this alternative approach was somewhat understandable.
"Don't talk to Aivor, she's possessed, it might infect you," my aunt cautioned my mother.
Upon hearing this, my mother pursed her lips and stopped speaking to me. My uncle's son looked at me strangely, his eyes gleaming.
He and my aunt whispered among themselves, "Is it true that Aivor got pregnant by a snake?"
"If it weren't for the snake, how could your father have gone to the temple to ask someone to help?"
"Tsk, I'll ask her later how it feels to sleep with a snake, was it good?"
"You're a bad child…"
Amid their whispered remarks, the old Taoist nun and her three disciples drew their golden swords and began to perform their ritual.
While waving their swords, the old Taoist nun lit a piece of purified realgar.
When the realgar caught fire, its strong and pungent odor filled the air, almost as if it had come to life, drilling into my nostrils.
Perhaps because I was carrying a snake's child, the moment I inhaled it, my entire lungs burned with a searing heat, as if fire had been lit inside me.
The disciples of the old Taoist nun also lit their realgar one by one.
I could barely endure the effects of just one piece of realgar.
At this moment, the entire room was thick with the acrid scent of realgar, making the air even more suffocating. I felt as though I was about to be consumed by the smoke, my eyes nearly bursting from the pain.
But I could not move!
"Yin and Yang, the rising sun, break the seven to cure the King Kong! Subdue demons and exorcise evil!" The old Taoist nun chanted, holding a vermilion talisman, which flew toward me.
It landed on my abdomen, and instantly, my stomach felt as though it had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain so intense I could barely breathe.
The pain made me tear the straw mat beneath me with my hands, blood pouring from my nails. "Mom… I can't bear it… it hurts so much… I don't want to… continue… Uncle… Aunt…"
But after waiting for a long time, no one came to help me.
My body grew colder and colder, and the cramps in my stomach worsened.
The pain was so intense, it felt as though it would tear my entire body into pieces!
I could clearly feel my life being slowly stripped away from my body. This was not an abortion.
This was…
Taking my life!!
"It hurts so much, I really can't take it… Mom… let me go…"
I struggled desperately, but I couldn't break free from the force holding me down by my mother and my uncle.
Tears fell from my eyes, carrying a strong metallic smell of blood. "Her uncle, Aivor is crying blood! This talisman is too powerful, if it continues, Aivor will be in danger!" My mother finally noticed, seeing that I was being tortured to the brink of death, and spoke to my uncle.
My uncle looked at me, my body spasming and contorting, his expression eerily calm, as though he was doing this for my own good. He said, "Sister-in-law, strong medicine is needed to cure the root of the problem. Aivor is carrying a demonic child, if she doesn't suffer a bit, how can the fetus be expelled?"
My mother was persuaded by my uncle's words and nodded slightly.
My heart sank to the depths of despair.
As my internal organs felt like they were burning and tearing apart, I spat out a mouthful of blood.
"tsk tsk, even daring to kill my son, you people have quite the nerve, don't you?"
A sudden voice, lazy and cold, cut through the air, its tone arrogant and disdainful. A long leg stepped over the threshold of the door.