The fifth aunt had actually noticed it a long time ago, but she didn't want to believe it.

Ruan Tang looked at her mockingly, regardless of what she thought.

This woman has been attacked one after another, and she can't live anymore.

So she watched coldly as the fifth aunt fell to the ground in pain, her body was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, her skin was becoming more and more wrinkled, crawling with age spots, and her hair was falling out and becoming more and more thin.

In the end, the fifth aunt's body continued to shrink and turned into a monster-like skinny bone.

But even so, she is still not dead, she is still lingering.

It wasn't until the strangely shaped small bowl suddenly exploded, and all the bloody qi turned into pure aura, that the fifth aunt's cloudy eyes finally stared and swallowed her last breath after seeing this scene.

Just looking for it, she saw an old black and white photo.

The photo shows a young woman in her twenties, standing under a flower tree, wearing a classical cheongsam, with a graceful demeanor, just the right age, and a bright and sweet smile.

Until she died, her eyes were not closed.

Ruan Tang just glanced at her, then put her aside, quickly inspected the entire house, and found all those bone artifacts and destroyed them.

Ruan Tang sighed, put the photo in the fifth aunt's arms, then put a fire and walked out.

The fifth aunt has done too much evil, and I don't know how many yin and resentment have gathered in this place, even if she refines all the yin and resentment, this house is still not suitable for people.

It's a pity that although the beauty of the past is fixed in the photos, the beauties of the past have long been unrecognizable.

even did harmful things in order to regain his beauty.

Anyway, this house is a detached house, and the place is remote, quite far from the other houses in the village. Even if you burn it, you don't have to worry about causing a fire.

Ruan Tang set the fire and slipped out, avoiding people all the way out of Black Mountain Village.

If you don't deal with it, you don't know what kind of mess you will cause in the future.

It's better to burn it clean.

Gradually, more and more people came, but no one dared to put out the fire.

It was just that a fire barrier was carefully dug around it to prevent the fire from spreading to other places.

Not long after she left, the fire in the hut grew louder, and the black smoke from it attracted the nearby villagers.

However, when the villagers looked at the place where the fire started, they were secretive, as if they knew something.

I only saw a trace on the ground that looked like a curled up, and a remnant of gray-white powder, like ashes.

Although the identity of the fifth aunt is secretive, but now that everyone is dead, the people in the village are not doing too much.

What made the villagers feel strange was that the fire burned extremely fast, and before it was dark, the entire thatched hut was burned to the ground, and only black soot was left in place.

The village chief dared to go in, but he didn't find the body of the fifth aunt.

The fifth aunt had no relatives, and the entire thatched hut was burned down, so she didn't leave any belongings.

It's just that the whole process was very sloppy, because they were afraid of the identity of the fifth aunt, the villagers buried her that night, and they didn't want to delay it at all.

So in the end, I reluctantly collected the ashes of the fifth aunt, took the urn and buried her.

When he was buried, he just dug a pit and buried the urn in it, piled up a small grave bag, and didn't even erect a tombstone.

Then she found a piece of wood to use as her tombstone.

Because the fifth aunt came from outside, no one knew her real name, and only the words "Tomb of the Fifth Aunt" were written on the tombstone in red paint.