The sorcerer confidently and repeatedly stated that Becky, who was being steamed in the pot, was fine and it was the ghost that was steamed out.

Becky's mother wiped her tears, and Becky's husband started pacing restlessly.

Reason told them more than once to quickly lift the lid and see how Becky was doing.

But they remained motionless, hesitating and hesitating, reluctant to move...

Finally, 20 minutes passed.

The sorcerer, with a mysterious and inscrutable expression, waved a handful of symbols, lit a fire with a whoosh, and shouted, "Open!"

Becky's husband quickly went up and lifted the lid of the barrel, and in an instant, a gasp of astonishment filled the air!

The villagers widened their eyes in fear and kept stepping back.

The timid person burst into tears with a cry, and then the strong smell that came out made them retch violently.

Becky's husband was struck by lightning, and Becky's mother's legs went weak, and she fell to the ground with a thud!

As soon as the lid of the barrel was lifted, Becky's skin swelled up like a balloon, but after coming into contact with the air, her skin quickly deflated.

This scene is really just like every household steaming mantou, the only difference is that inside this wooden barrel is...

"Mom... Oh my God!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the villagers scattered.

Some people quickly called 120, while others quickly called 110.

After the initial panic, Becky's husband also regained his senses and hurriedly carried Becky out, but it was already too late.

"Becky... Becky!"

"My daughter, my daughter!"

On the empty ground of the courtyard, the heart-wrenching cries of Becky's husband and her mother echoed.

The sorcerer quickly picked up his belongings upon seeing the situation, without even asking for his payment, and ran away.

In less than two minutes, the courtyard became empty, with only a few brave villagers watching from a distance, anxiously making phone calls.

Soon, both 120 and 110 arrived, and Becky naturally couldn't be saved. She was steamed alive just like that.

Unit 110 was dispatched and chased after a few villages. They managed to capture those two sorcerers before it got dark.

In the courtyard.

Becky's mother and husband sat on the floor, looking dazed and bewildered.

In the center of the courtyard, Becky's body was placed, and after the doctor declared Becky's death, it was covered with a white cloth.

The two of them lifted the white cloth and took another look at Becky's courage, but they had none!

How did he die... He was fine just a moment ago... How did he die?!

Becky's mother simply couldn't accept it!

As the police caught the two sorcerers and brought them back, Becky's husband rushed forward and grabbed the sorcerer's collar tightly.

"Didn't you say it could be cured?"

"Didn't you say you could steam the ghosts out? Didn't you say you cured so many people, then... you guys are deceiving people!"

He angrily punched the sorcerer.

The sorcerer, with a dirty and disheveled appearance, no longer had the air of superiority and holiness. At this moment, he was just a suspect in a crime.

Finally, after investigation, it was found that these two sorcerers didn't even graduate from elementary school and had gone out to "wander" in society early on.

Due to the lack of a diploma and any cultural background, I couldn't even recognize all the characters when signing a contract. In the end, I had no choice but to return to my hometown.

The two 'sorcerers' met while working and, upon returning to the village, they immediately hit it off and embarked on a long journey of deceit and trickery.

"We never actually cure the illness..." one of the sorcerers hung his head, picking at his own fingernail: "If we manage to cure it, we charge a little more money, but if we can't, we just deceive them."

But most of them did not result in fatalities.

Many times, people would just drink some herbal medicine, and if it worked, they would claim to be spiritually gifted. But if it didn't work, they would say that the other person had too much negative karma.

Once, someone requested a home treatment for their child, and they also used the method of invoking spirits. However, at that time, they used an iron triangle to strike the 'spirit' on the body of the young boy.

The little boy was beaten to the brink of death, but he didn't die. Surprisingly, he never dared to commit any wrongdoing again. The family of the child expressed their gratitude by banging drums and gongs.

The police later found out in their investigation that the child had not stopped having seizures, but was actually afraid of being beaten, so they would hide when they had a seizure...

Most people were fortunate, after all, seeking blessings from gods or buddhas was just a psychological comfort they sought under the circumstances of their family being desperate or ignorant.

But Becky was really miserable, she was the first "patient" that these two scam sorcerers accidentally killed.

"How could you possibly think of putting someone in a steamer?" the police were truly baffled.

I didn't expect the answer to be just a casual response: "Because I saw it on TV, sweat steaming therapy..."

At that time, sweating was not popular, and very few people in rural areas knew about sweating or even didn't know about it.

The two people heard in a television advertisement that sweat steaming therapy could eliminate toxins from the body, expel wind and cold, warm the body and promote blood circulation, and improve the complexion.

The advertisement boasted extravagantly, but it hardly directly claimed that sweating could cure all diseases.

They were very excited, thinking that since sweating had so many benefits, it would be the same if they placed a large wooden barrel directly on the stove to steam it.

How could two illiterate people who haven't even graduated from elementary school know about the strict procedures, temperature, time, and spatial settings of steam bathing?

Imagining out of thin air, I secretly got excited, thinking that I had come up with a brilliant scam to make money.

So when giving Becky a "sweat steaming" treatment, I was extremely serious... This seriousness actually ended up killing you, Becky.

This incident was a tragic result of illiteracy, feudal ignorance, and stupidity.