Black Wind Village is a backward and impoverished place. The Ma family is spoken of by everyone in the village. After having five sons, the 40-year-old woman of the Ma family became pregnant again....
Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, soaking her temples.
She swayed as she got out of bed. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a cold glow on her pale face.
Cui Gu's steps were unsteady, each step feeling like walking on cotton, as she struggled toward the pharmacy.
The pharmacy door was half-open, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
Cui Gu stretched out her trembling hand and gently pushed open the door.
A musty, stale medicinal scent wafted over, but this familiar aroma offered her no comfort whatsoever.
Upon entering the pharmacy, her gaze was immediately drawn to the cold stone bed.
On the stone bed, Xiao Yu, who had been dead for decades, slowly opened his eyes.
Xiao Yu's eyes were devoid of any life, only empty and confused.
His face was as pale as paper, his skin clinging tightly to his bones, like a shriveled mummy.
However, those eyes were fixed on Cui Gu, as if trying to see through her soul.
Cui Gu covered her mouth in terror, wanting to scream, but found the sound stuck in her throat.
Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
“Xiao Yu…you…how could you…” Cui Gu’s voice trembled, filled with endless fear and confusion.
Xiao Yu did not answer, but slowly raised his hand. His hand was as withered as a tree branch, and there were faint black lines at the joints.
Cui Gu instinctively stepped back, only to find that there was a wall behind her, leaving her nowhere to retreat.
Xiao Yu slowly sat up, making a creaking sound, as if old wood was bearing heavy pressure.
His movements were stiff and slow, each one carrying a chilling rhythm.
Cui Gu's heart was pounding, her mind went blank, and she couldn't understand what was happening before her eyes.
The mother Gu worm writhed wildly inside her body, bringing wave after wave of excruciating pain.
"Cui Gu...save me..." Xiao Yu's voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell.
Cui Gu's eyes widened, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
She didn't know how to face this living dead Xiao Yu, and she also knew that the restless mother Gu in her body was related to him.
"What on earth is going on? Xiao Yu, are you a Gu or a ghost?" Cui Gu shouted hoarsely.
Xiao Yu did not answer, but slowly stood up from the stone bed.
His body swayed precariously, as if he might collapse again at any moment.
Cui Gu's breathing became rapid, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yu, a terrifying thought forming in her mind.
Just then, Xiao Yu suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and lunged at Cui Gu...