At 10 p.m., the entire street was silent. Apart from a few scattered customers, there was almost no one around. Only the faint moonlight shone on the desolate street.

Ma Hehua finally finished work. Dragging her tired body, she slowly walked out of her workplace.

She was exhausted! All day long, she was either walking around or looking at girls. Other women would talk about how to seduce male customers, but she could only manage to fart after half a day.

What are you saying? How to hit a man? Or that men are worthless and should be served by you?

If I told them, the girls would probably think I'm crazy.

The old woman who took over her work in the evening was surnamed He. She was thin with high cheekbones and her narrow eyes always shone with a kind of light that made her unapproachable.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she were constantly expressing her dissatisfaction with everything around her.

The wrinkles on his face were like deep furrows etched by time, each one telling a story of life's vicissitudes and hardships.

Her harsh expression made it seem as if she harbored deep resentment towards the world.

However, this has nothing to do with Ma Hehua.

All she can think about right now is getting home and going to sleep.

Ma Hehua's steps were slightly heavy, and her eyelids seemed to be weighed down by lead, making it almost impossible for her to open them.

Her clothes were covered in the smells of a day's work, the smell of rouge and powder, and her hair looked a little messy from walking.

As Ma Hehua walked, she silently thought about her warm bed at home.

She thought that as long as she could lie down, she would probably fall asleep immediately.

As she passed through a dimly lit alley, her shadow was stretched long by the moonlight, making her appear even more lonely and weary.

A gentle night breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness, but Ma Hehua paid no heed to it. She quickened her pace and ran towards the Song residence.

The streets of the Republic of China era were silent, and the cold moonlight shone on the stone pavement, casting pale white shadows.

Ma Hehua walked with uneven steps, silently memorizing the path.

The surrounding houses appeared eerie and terrifying in the night, their tightly closed doors and windows seeming to conceal countless unknown secrets.

As she walked, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in Ma Hehua's heart.

She keenly sensed that something seemed to be following her from behind.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to her. From childhood to adulthood, she had countless experiences dealing with ghosts and had killed quite a few.

At this moment, the familiar yin energy coiled around her, like a cold snake's tongue gently touching her back.

Ma Hehua couldn't help but shiver. She stopped and listened carefully, but could only hear her own rapid breathing and heartbeat.

She took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and warily scanned the empty street behind her.

The yin energy grew increasingly dense, as if it were about to devour her entirely.

Ma Hehua's eyes became irritated and sharp. She knew that a ghost had come. Damn it, which blind ghost had come knocking on her door again?

A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling her hair, but the coolness was nothing compared to the chill brought by the yin energy.

Ma Hehua clenched her fists tightly, preparing to face the evil spirits that were about to appear.

She wondered whether to perform a ritual to help the deceased pass on to the afterlife or to keep the remains and roll them into balls.

Before she could figure it out, a white figure appeared silently behind her.

On this quiet street from the Republican era, where you could almost hear your own heartbeat, the figure appeared without warning, like a ghost.

A long white ribbon, like a serpent, snaked out, seemingly carrying endless resentment and murderous intent, wanting to wrap around Ma Hehua's neck.

Ma Hehua was preoccupied with whether to perform a ritual for the deceased or make dumplings, and did not notice the movement behind her. In a moment of carelessness, she was quickly entangled by the long ribbon.

Instantly, a bone-chilling coldness spread from her neck throughout her body. Ma Hehua was bound by the white silk ribbon. She frowned and reached out to grasp the ribbon, but the ribbon only tightened around her, showing no sign of loosening.

Just then, a female ghost with a festering face slowly appeared in the air.

Her face was contorted in a grotesque grimace, and pus and blood oozed from her festering wounds, dripping onto the ground with a chilling "drip-drip" sound.

The female ghost's eyes were empty and lifeless, yet filled with endless hatred, staring straight at Ma Hehua as if she wanted to devour her alive.

"Oh my god! Sis, you're so damn ugly! You scared me to death!" Ma Hehua was almost scared to death; she was even startled awake.

It's too difficult to eat like this, let's just pray for their souls to be released!

The female ghost let out a sinister laugh, her voice seemingly coming from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

She didn't care about Ma Hehua's reaction or what she said, because in her eyes, no old woman who came from a brothel was a good person, and she would feel better if she killed her.

She had no reason to care about a dead person.

The surrounding air seemed frozen by the terrifying atmosphere, and the moonlight appeared even dimmer.

The female ghost stretched out her rotting hands, her nails sharp as hooks, and scratched at Ma Hehua's face.

Ma Hehua dodged to the side, but her movements were slowed by her neck being wrapped around it, and she was scratched on the cheek.

However... she was completely unharmed, while the female ghost's claws were deformed.

Female ghost: "????"

Seeing how lenient she was with her, Ma Hehua felt a surge of anger.

Do you look down on me?

Female ghost: "????"

No longer waiting to die, she concentrated all her strength, chanted incantations, and a talisman flew out from her sleeve.

The talisman emitted a golden light and rushed towards the female ghost. Upon seeing this, the female ghost let out a shrill scream, and the power of the long ribbon weakened slightly.

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