"Ah, ah!"

The old lady let out two strange cries, quickly pulled a bag of soybeans from her bosom and stuffed it into my hand, gesturing rapidly with her fingers towards the back of her head.

Perhaps it is in a critical moment that a person's potential is unleashed to its fullest extent.

I instantly understood what she meant.

She was telling me to run straight ahead and not to look back, and if I encountered any danger while running away, to quickly scatter the soybeans I was holding.

What does this mean?

Isn't she planning to run away with us?

"Grandma, aren't you leaving?"

The old lady didn't say a word, took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and stuck them firmly into the ground.

He then quickly took out three gleaming silver needles and forcefully stabbed them into the top of his head.

The moment the silver needle pierced her scalp, the old woman's body jolted violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth, dispersing into a bloody mist in the air.

A pale red halo slowly appeared beneath our feet.

However, at the same time the halo appeared, the old woman's face instantly turned deathly pale.

My body felt as if all my strength had been drained, and it began to tremble violently. My legs also seemed to have lost their ability to support me, and I was about to collapse.

I quickly reached out to support her: "Grandma, what's wrong?"

The old woman shook her head, gave me a hard shove, pushing me into the red light, and shouted a muffled word at me with all her might: "Run!"

I gave her a deep look, then grabbed Luo Tianhe and turned to run wildly in the direction indicated by the pale red halo.

We ran like mad, not daring to stop at all.

My mind went blank, with only one thought: Run! Run away!

As for what will happen to the old lady and Shen Man behind me, I don't dare to think about it, nor do I have time to think about it.

They only stopped running when they were absolutely unable to run anymore.

However, just as I stopped, a sharp scream suddenly came from behind me.

The cry was long and mournful.

I instinctively looked down and saw that the faint red light that had once held a glimmer of hope was now fading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, white fog surged in from all directions, growing thicker and thicker, enveloping us tightly in layers.

The fog was icy cold and carried a putrid stench. Every breath made one feel a tightness in the chest and dizziness.

Oh no, it's an old lady.

Something happened to her!

At this critical moment of life and death, I didn't have time to think. I took out the soybeans that the old lady had given me earlier and threw them fiercely into the white mist in front of me.

As soon as the soybeans touched the white mist, the originally dense and suffocating mist thinned out a bit.

I turned around and shouted at Luo Tianhe, "Run! These soybeans are useful!"

Along the way, I kept reaching into my pocket and pulling out handfuls of soybeans, frantically scattering them at the ever-present white mist behind me.

With each handful of soybeans scattered, the white mist that had been chasing us closely would seem to be driven away by an invisible force, temporarily dispersing and giving us a brief respite.

However, fate always seems to like to kick people when they are most desperate.

Just as we were about to reach safety, I suddenly felt my pocket lighten, and my heart sank—

We've run out of soybeans!

Almost simultaneously, the white mist behind them gathered rapidly again at an astonishing speed.

The speed was so fast that there was no time to react, and in the blink of an eye, we were once again engulfed by the white fog.

In that chaotic white expanse, Shen Man's bright red figure appeared and disappeared.

Every second is closing in on us.

At that critical moment when my life hung by a thread, my eyes suddenly caught sight of a blurry figure in front of me.

The figure was indistinct in the thick fog; it was short and wore a baseball cap that hid its entire face under the brim.

It seems so...

The person who saved me in the Bincheng Building.

Before I could react, the figure pointed to the southwest.

Then, something incredible happened.

The white mist in front seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind, dispersing rapidly at an extremely fast speed, as if it had been forcefully torn open by a pair of invisible giant hands.

A clear road suddenly appeared before us.

At the end of the road, in the distance, we saw a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

Luo Tianhe's voice trembled with excitement as he pointed ahead and shouted, "It's my car! We're saved!"

When I turned my head again, the figure had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Who exactly is he? Why did he save me again?

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Luo Tianhe pulled me forcefully: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up, the white fog is about to close again! If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

I snapped out of my daze and rushed towards the car with Luo Tianhe without a second thought.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.

Luo Tianhe practically had his foot in the gas tank, not daring to stop for even a second.

The car left the country lanes, got on the highway, and finally sped through the city streets. My thoughts drifted like willow catkins in the wind.

I've been wondering who the person who saved me twice really is.

And how is the old lady doing?

And the words spoken by the mad beggar before he died.

Is Fourth Brother actually Zeng Yonghua?

If so, why would you kill your own daughter?

And who is Wu Zhiguo?

What is his relationship with Zeng Yonghua?

I didn't come to my senses until Luo Tianhe smoothly parked the car in front of a bar called "Drunken Night Stars".

It's past 10 p.m. now, just as the nightlife begins.

In front of the bar, people gathered in small groups.

Several beautiful women, dressed in their finest attire, were flirting with the thugs around them; their skirts were so short they could barely cover their bodies.

Various kinds of garbage were scattered on the ground, with cigarette butts, scraps of paper, and plastic bottles everywhere. Mixed with spilled alcohol, they emitted a pungent smell.

I stood there, gazing at the dazzling, decadent scene before me, but my mind involuntarily drifted back to the harrowing and utterly disgusting events I had experienced in Rabbit Ear Village just a few hours earlier.

The eerie woods, wandering ghosts, and bloody carnage formed such a stark and intense contrast with the bustling and noisy scene before me that I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of dizziness and disorientation.

"Come on, what are you standing there for!"

Luo Tianhe put his arm around my shoulder and chuckled, "Come on! I'll take you to have some fun and relax!"