When Su Yan woke up.

Looking around.

A desolate wasteland.

As the sun sets, the fiery clouds in the sky unfold like a beautiful scroll.

She looked around.

It looks like a village.

But no one saw it.

A cool breeze blows, enough to give the timid a goosebump.

Su Yan could faintly smell a bloody odor.

Su Yan looked down at the clothes she was wearing.

Made of cotton and linen, with multiple areas of wear and tear.

Gray clothes and thick shoes were worn on his feet.

It's obvious at a glance that the original owner of this body was not living a good life.

She asked in her mind

"Little Flower?"

No one responded to her.

After waiting for a while, Xiaohua still didn't answer.

Unable to contact them?

A cool breeze kept blowing, and faintly, she seemed to hear a painful groan coming from a house not far away.

The smell of blood was even stronger.

This place is very eerie.

Then, Su Yan searched her body, trying to find some clues.

As a result, I saw a copper coin hanging from his waist and a yellow paper slip tucked in his pocket.

The word '令' was written on it.

Dark red font.

If you smell it closely, it smells like blood.

After that, there was nothing else.

She looked up at the house from which the sound had just come from.

It seems to be coming from the right.

She walked that way.

Because it's uncertain which one it is, we can only keep going.

Until, with a loud bang.

It looked like something had hit the door.

Su Yan stopped in her tracks.

Look at that house.

That house appeared much more luxurious than the others.

Clearly, the smell of blood emanating from this house was exceptionally strong.

She walked to the door.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Fresh blood flowed down the bluestone steps.

It's like a stream, flowing endlessly.

She reached out, about to push the door open.

A desperate cry came from inside.

With a loud bang.

The gate to the house opened.

A person crawled out from inside.

One, a blood-soaked man.

She was dressed in brocade robes and wore a jade ring on her hand.

He was a rich man, his hands covered in blood, crawling outwards.

As it crawled, it made a terrified groan.

They were probably too terrified to even scream for help.

Su Yan had no way of describing that person's appearance.

Because he lost his face.

His entire face was peeled off.

Fresh blood was dripping down, sizzling continuously.

The tongue seems to be gone.

Blood was also coming out of his mouth.

Only his eyes were wide open, like those of Tongling.

Blood flowed down, and the area under his eyes was completely submerged in blood.

It doesn't seem like a person.

It looked more like a vengeful ghost that had crawled out of the ground.

Su Yan remained expressionless.

Then, he took out a yellow talisman with the character '令' (command) from his pocket.

Opening

"Certainly"

As he spoke, he stuck the yellow talisman on the person's forehead.

However, this did not help.

The person was still crawling out, trembling with fear.

Su Yan looked down at the talisman in her hand.

This should be a talisman.

She had seen it before.

I remember, it was used to subdue demons and monsters.

She was thinking about the TV dramas she had watched before.

I watched it back then with the little flower in human form.

A light, cheerful laugh drifted from inside the house.

That laughter is very pleasant to hear.

The scene itself is chilling.

A woman dressed in white.

A section of white arm peeked out from the cuff.

The bells at her waist jingled.

She was draped in silk gauze, which accentuated her graceful figure.

She was only wearing a white bodice on her upper body, through which her fair skin could be faintly seen.

Her skirt trailed on the ground.

There wasn't a single trace of blood.

The woman was alluring, and every move she made was captivating.