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After listening to Robb's statement, Catelyn felt a piercing chill in her heart.

She looked at "Ben" who was nodding with tears in his eyes, and then looked at "Matthew" and "Violet" who were trying to say something with "woohoo" in their mouths. Absurdity, fear, relief and other expressions flashed across their faces.

She never thought that such a bizarre thing would happen to her.

If it weren't for the unexpected encounter with Robb...

Thinking of this, Catelyn looked at Robb with gratitude, thinking that she must repay him well.

I can agree to what I didn't agree to last night.

But that's for later.

As for now, Catelyn helped the excited "Ben" and asked Robb: "What should we do now? Can we get Matthew's soul back?"

"There will always be a way." Robb looked at "Ben", who was looking at him with hope.

He nodded to the other party and said, "Mr. Matthew, I have to say that your girlfriend Susan loves you very much. She noticed something was wrong and specially entrusted me to investigate."

The real Matthew was very excited.

He couldn't speak and could only blink with difficulty.

At the same time, the fake Matthew suddenly shook his body vigorously, and his mouth "woooo woooo" seemed to have something to say.

Robb walked over and just took off the towel from the other party's mouth.

"Matthew", or Justifa, couldn't wait to say: "Do you want to know the secret of soul swapping? You have also seen that this can really make you immortal, and we are the best proof. As long as you let us go, I am willing to tell you the way to immortality! You can also live in this wonderful world forever like us, without worrying about birth, aging, sickness and death."

Robb laughed: "It's a good temptation, but I think soul swapping is not that simple. Otherwise, you would have captured Catelyn and swapped souls with her directly."

Justifa hurriedly said: "Soul swapping, as the most profound witchcraft, does have restrictions. But it doesn't matter. I still succeeded, and you can do it too. Cooperate with us, give up those mortals, and the door to immortality is in front of you. You must know that even the voodoo queen doesn't know my witchcraft."

So this is the only one?

It's a pity that you don't know that after I kill you, I may still get your ability.

Thinking this in his heart, Robb gave Catelyn a reassuring look, then turned to Justifa and asked, "Tell me what the restrictions are, and I will decide."

Justifa was silent.

Now that he was at the mercy of others, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only explain obediently: "Believe in the power of witchcraft. Only when the recipient believes in all this and takes the initiative to draw the sacrificial spell, can the soul exchange succeed."

Hearing this, Catelyn suddenly realized.

No wonder Violet has been telling her about witchcraft, curses, ghosts and other things directly or indirectly in the past few days.

It turned out that it was just to make her believe all this.

She quickly took out a piece of paper that recorded the ritual array that she had taken out from the ancient magic book in the attic.

"So the spell drawn on this piece of paper is not a protective spell, but a sacrificial spell?"

Justifa did not answer, but said to Robb sincerely:

"This is the restriction. Believe me, even if someone does not believe in witchcraft at first, she will always believe it through various methods. People are born with a yearning for mystery, and this will never be eliminated."

"Cesel and I are not your opponents. You don't have to worry that we will not keep our promises."

"In addition, as long as I don't want to, Matthew and I will never exchange souls again. If you kill me and Cecil, it will only look like Matthew and Violet will be killed in the eyes of outsiders, which will cause you a lot of trouble."

"So, make a deal with us. All we want is to stay alive, and you will get immortality. Isn't this a good deal?"

Justifa looked at Robb expectantly.

He didn't think that a person would not be interested in immortality.

If there is a desire in your heart, you need yourself.

As long as you are still alive, everything after that is possible.

However, he misjudged Robb.

The latter broke his fantasy with actual actions.

Justifa did not hear Robb's answer, but instead felt the familiar feeling of a towel stuffed in his mouth.

He whimpered a few times, but he could not understand why Robb did this.

Why did he do this?

Who made Robb live a life of having food to eat.

It was not his usual style to keep a time bomb around him.

Besides, as long as he killed the two people in front of him, he could also gain the ability to change souls.

So why bother?The only problem now is how to exchange Justifa and Matthew's souls.

Especially when Justifa won't cooperate at all.

Robb took the paper with the sacrificial spell from Catelyn, looked at it carefully, and was sure that it was not something that he, a poor student, could understand.

It seems that we have to ask for help.

There happened to be a thigh that was as thick as it could be nearby.

Robb first blocked Justifa and Cecil's last ears to prevent them from hearing his next plan, so as to prevent them from jumping off the wall.

Then, under Catelyn's curious gaze, he turned on his mobile phone and pressed the emergency contact.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Cordelia, this is Robb..."

"Yes, I found the remnants of voodoo..."

"It's a bit tricky. Although I subdued them, I'm not sure about the safety of innocent people. I need you to come over..."

"Okay! I'll wait for you."

Robb hung up the phone, with a happy expression on his face that everything was under control.

Susan, as his first normal client, made a normal commission, which was of great significance.

He should have completed it perfectly.

Drag Matthew's body over and tell Susan that the other party was indeed a fake and he had avenged him?

Any normal person would not believe this statement.

In order to get 100% praise, Robb invited a great god.

Anyway, it's useless.

"Robb, who is coming?" Catelyn, who listened to it, said puzzledly.

"A witch, a very powerful witch."

"Is it voodoo?"

"No. You can think of it as the kind that was burned in the Middle Ages in Europe."

Catlin: "..."

She subconsciously thought of the old witches in the bedtime stories when she was a child, wearing black robes, pointed hats, hunched bodies, old and evil looks.

Robb saw it and was about to explain it to her with a smile.

Suddenly!

Hehehehehe...

Accompanied by arrogant and unpleasant laughter, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the house:

"Look what I see? Two mellow and delicious ancient souls. Oh, and a few good young desserts."

"It's worth it that I came all the way to this remote place."

"I'm so lucky!"