"Mom, this doesn't work either!" Ma Hehua pouted, feeling disgusted.

Ma Lihua: "……………………"

Her mother is probably going to get punched.

"Bang! What did you say? This flint and steel is wet, so it's not as effective as before."

flint and steel: "……………………"

You're all masters at shifting blame.

"Grandma, Mother, stand back, I'll do it." Ma Lihua felt that this ugly thing had to be eliminated by her.

"The Thunder God is helping me."

"Snap!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the sky, instantly obliterating Shiva.

"Hey! I just find this strange. Is this Lei Gong a lecherous man?" I wondered. Did he just think his daughter was pretty and that's why he kept licking her?

She didn't believe in superstitions, so she found a place closest to the bronze door and decided to test the waters.

"Drink! Bah!"

"Grandma, what is my mother doing?"

"Who knows! Quick, let's see what other traps are there. This one's just sitting here feeling uneasy..."

"Click~"

Before she could finish speaking, a ten-meter-thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting Ma Hehua directly on the head. And that wasn't all; two more bolts struck down from the sky, destroying the bronze door beside her.

Ma Hehua was lucky; the bronze door had iron inside and no lightning rod, so the damage was directly transferred.

Bronze door: "………………………"

Ma Hehua's figure suddenly froze as a bolt of lightning struck her without warning.

Before the other two members of the Ma family could recover, Ma Hehua appeared as if possessed by a demon, her eyes wild and glazed.

Her body moved uncontrollably toward the door, her steps faltering yet her speed incredibly fast.

"Quick, Pear Blossom, your mother has probably been beaten to the point of losing her mind."

Ma Lihua's face was instantly filled with worry and anxiety, and she took off after him without hesitation.

Ma Linghua followed closely behind, her eyes filled with worry.

Like a raging gust of wind, the horse lily rampaged through the narrow passageway.

Her hair came loose as she ran, making her look like a crazed female ghost.

Ma Lihua was extremely anxious. She called out "Mother, Mother" while speeding up her pace.

Her eyes were fixed on Ma Hehua's back, which now seemed so unfamiliar.

Because it seems... somewhat alluring...

(The moment just before being struck by lightning.)

"Thunder God, help me! Thunder God, help me! Thunder God, help me!"

Seeing that the Thunder Curse Talisman remained completely still, she refused to believe that immortal's plan.

"Lei Gong, you spineless coward, can't you do anything right? Huh? You're useless now? Is that so?"

"Snap..."

And here comes the thunder.

(End of flashback)

Just as the three figures disappeared from sight, Chen Zhiqing's figure slowly reappeared like a ghost.

He stood still, like a hunting beast, slightly raising his head and sniffing the air.

The movements seemed casual, yet they carried a wild, keen edge.

Then, a dark red light gradually appeared in his eyes, flickering in the dim light, revealing greed and desire.

"food."

A deep sound came from his throat, as if those two simple words contained endless allure.

After saying that, he subconsciously licked his lips, and the moment his tongue slid across his lips, it was as if he had already tasted the prey.

He knew that the cemetery contained plenty of food he needed, a feast prepared for him to enjoy.

Moreover, this place also contains the clues he has been searching for, the key to unraveling the many mysteries in his heart.

Chen Zhiqing slowly walked to the wooden bridge.

He stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on the bottomless darkness below the bridge.

The darkness was like the gaping maw of a giant monster, exuding a chilling aura.

However, Chen Zhiqing showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath, and without hesitation, he leaped into the air, like a falling meteor, plunging straight into the endless darkness.

His figure was quickly swallowed by the darkness as he fell, leaving only a faint sound of wind echoing by the wooden bridge.

Lieutenant Chen was completely unaware of the sudden disappearance of the four people, just like a fool kept in the dark.

He was currently in a very absurd situation.

"Sir, continue. The sisters will take good care of you."

A woman spoke in a coquettish voice, her tone carrying a kind of fawning that Chen, the adjutant, found extremely offensive.

He looked up and saw several heavily made-up women staring at him with wide smiles, their eyes filled with undisguised desire.

Lieutenant Chen felt a deep sense of desolation, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What the hell is going on?"

He felt like a piece of merchandise, being manipulated at will.

Being treated like a breeding pig severely damaged his self-esteem.

He, a once-proud adjutant, has now fallen to such a state.

However, when he thought of the young master's safety, which was his most important concern, he swallowed all his resentment and humiliation.

He gritted his teeth and said to the women, "Come on! This is the last time, I don't have any more." His voice was filled with exhaustion and helplessness, and his body was extremely weak from excessive exertion.

At this moment, Lieutenant Chen was truly unable to stand up straight. He looked at these women with nothing but disgust in his heart.

These women were, in his eyes, the very embodiment of shamelessness.

In order to achieve their goals, they completely disregarded any sense of propriety, morality, or shame.

To Chen, their smiles seemed so fake and vulgar, and their writhing bodies resembled disgusting snakes.

However, the women did not stop because of his resistance. Instead, they became even more aggressive and surrounded him. The pungent smell of perfume hit him so hard that his adjutant almost vomited.

The men in the village stood aside, their eyes burning with jealousy, their gazes seeming to spit fire.

They watched as Lieutenant Chen was surrounded by a group of women, and their hearts were filled with resentment. In their eyes, this foreigner was really getting off easy.

Deputy Chen looked helpless and indignant, with bitterness in his heart that he could not express.

He really wanted to yell at these people: "Do you all think I care?"

At this moment, I feel like a pitiful worm being roasted over a fire.

If he hadn't been forced into it, he would have long since lost control of his anger.

If it weren't for the young master, he would have rushed up without hesitation and given those shameless women a few solid slaps across the face, teaching them what it means to respect others.

Then he swung his fists and unleashed a set of Pegasus Meteor Fist, beating the women who had treated him like a stud so badly they were running for their lives.

But now, he could only grit his teeth and bear it, his hands clenched into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force, the frustration in his heart almost overwhelming him.

The group of women were completely blind; they couldn't see any of his expressions.