The doll fell to the ground, and a mechanical voice shouted, "Sister!"

"Sister!"

Yu Xing immediately recognized that this doll was in a state of not having killed anyone yet. The voice calling "sister" was clearly pointing at Susan.

Susan's face changed drastically. "How did you get this?"

Alex walked out of the bedroom with a gloomy look. "This was given to me by my sister. She told me that as long as our mother died, I could use it on you. It will punish you on behalf of my sister!"

So, Angel's dolls not only targeted Mrs. Brown but also Susan. Who knows, maybe they targeted everyone here, both the living and the dead.

Yu Xing raised an eyebrow and pulled Martha to watch the show.

Martha trembled and found a VIP seat behind Yu Xing, finally feeling relieved.

Let York wait upstairs for a while longer! This scene will not be available once they leave this place.

Facing the sudden appearance of the doll, Susan didn't seem as terrified as Mrs. Brown. She held the music box tightly and sneered, "It won't harm me. It can't recognize me."

As she spoke, she confidently held her own kitchen knife and walked towards Alex with her head held high. "I've had enough, just like Angel. You both look down on me every day. You are also Mom's child, you also have the genes of a monster. Why pretend to be a normal person? Go to hell, both of you."

A hint of confusion flashed in Alex's eyes, as if he didn't know why Susan was confident that she wouldn't be harmed by the doll.

On the other hand, Yu Xing took the opportunity to interject, "Susan."

Susan stopped in her tracks and turned around with resentment.

She recognized Yu Xing. The scene from last night was still vivid in her mind. This was also one of the targets she had to deal with!

"Don't look at me like that. I just want to remind you," Yu Xing said playfully, swaying his silver-capped cane. "Your reliance is the note in the music box, right? Forgot to tell you, I tore up the paper with your name and birthday on it last night."

Susan was taken aback and suddenly felt her skirt being pulled.

Her heart almost stopped. The sudden bad news was like a house collapsing in an earthquake, burying her vitality.

Roy was right. Her reliance was the music box.

The wizard gave her this music box before leaving and told her that the music box would protect her from the attacks of the painting and the doll, acting as a substitute. As long as the music box was with her, she was not afraid of her mother and Angel.

If Roy tore up the blood-written paper with her birthday... the music box would naturally lose this ability.

For so long, in order to ensure the safety of the music box, she always kept it with her, but she forgot that she had been unconscious last night!

So, the one pulling her skirt was...

"Sister!"

The doll reached out to hug her, and the scene in the garden replayed. Susan screamed and tried to escape but couldn't break free.

The only difference was that since Susan was a physical entity, she wasn't absorbed directly like Mrs. Brown. Instead, at a certain moment, she suddenly stood still in place.

Yu Xing was close enough to feel the exchange of two breaths.

The doll's hand loosened and fell to the ground, while Susan herself stood still and then sat quietly on the sofa, as calm as a family mannequin.

A hint of joy crossed Alex's face. He walked over and picked up the doll, feeling good. He even had the leisure to explain to the onlookers Yu Xing and Martha, "I'm going to give it to my sister. She will be happy."

"What about Susan?" Yu Xing looked at the person on the sofa.

"Don't worry, just think of her as a life-sized doll."

Alex paused for a moment and continued, "Actually, I almost guessed the purpose of your visit. Now you want to meet up with your companions, right? You wanted to talk to me yesterday, right? You can do it now. I'll tell you the truth."

York, who was reading a book about ancient witchcraft, was in the study. The book was hidden in a secluded corner, making it easy for him to find.

He twirled the fruit knife he had brought from the kitchen between his fingers, the slender knife flipping on his fingertips, creating a mesmerizing and attractive sight.

"Not a surgical knife, it feels terrible." He silently complained to himself. York heard footsteps and immediately inserted the fruit knife into his belt, pretending to be engrossed in reading.

Before long, Yu Xing pushed the door open and entered.

This was Yu Xing's first time entering the study. He saw that there were no bookshelves in the middle of the study. Instead, the bookshelves were tightly attached to the four walls, creating a sea of books. Only a desk was placed in the middle, and York was sitting there with his legs crossed, waiting for them.

"Alex?" York raised an eyebrow when he saw Alex following behind Yu Xing.Martha ran to York's side, explaining to him, "He just killed Susan! I think he might be the only good person in this villa who can help us."

In other words, the other four were the boss and minions, with only Alex as the NPC.

York didn't comment on this. Seeing that Yu Xing didn't refute, he didn't care either. He casually lifted the book in his hand, "This ancient witchcraft book records an old ritual called Soul Stripping."

Soul Stripping, as the name suggests, is a taboo technique that harms others' souls.

The book detailed the pros and cons of this technique. The good part is that the caster will gain great power. The more souls stripped, the younger, more beautiful, and longer-lived the caster will be.

The bad part is... to fully complete this taboo technique, one must strip the souls of all blood relatives to succeed.

After explaining according to the book, York looked up, "Angel might be using dolls as a medium to perform this taboo technique. She really has big ambitions~"

Alex retorted, "My sister was forced!"

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Yu Xing took the opportunity to encourage him, "Go on."

Alex glanced at him and began to recount the tragedy of his family.

Everything started when they moved into this old villa.

Their family was relatively normal. Although Mrs. Brown was a bit paranoid due to her congenital mental illness, making her relationship with Mr. Brown perilous, it was still within control.

The three children inherited their mother's illness to some extent. The difference was that Susan, who was most like Mrs. Brown, let herself go, acting willful and strange since childhood. Angel and Alex, on the other hand, didn't want to become mad like their mother.

They always restrained themselves, studying, making friends, and developing towards normalcy, naturally becoming more and more distant from their mentally ill mother and sister.

Until... they moved to Aurelian Town, and strange things started happening in this villa.