At night, covered in blood, Ma Hehua resolutely jumped out of the window.

The loud thud was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake. Although it didn't wake Ma Lihua and the others, it made Old Deng's heart skip a beat.

The moment Ma Hehua jumped out, she bumped into an old ox that was urinating.

Her face full of disdain was like a sharp blade, instantly piercing Lao Niu's pride.

Old Niu was filled with resentment, thinking to himself, "If this thieving woman hadn't suddenly appeared and startled me, would I have acted like this?"

"Tsk! It's really small."

Faced with Ma Hehua's ridicule, he could only remain silent.

Ma Hehua ignored the old ox's reaction and walked straight towards the river.

Along the way, her figure resembled that of a fearless warrior, exuding a wild aura.

Upon reaching the riverbank, she jumped in without hesitation.

In that instant, the river water was splashed high into the air by her slam, and the once clear water was instantly stained red with blood.

She was like a bomb dropped into the river, shattering the tranquility of the riverbank.

The wolf lay trembling on the shore. In his eyes, this woman had become a monster; she was simply terrifying.

From the moment Ma Hehua came out, he inexplicably followed her.

I thought it was just an ordinary trip, but I never expected to see such a horrifying scene.

Ma Hehua, like a water tyrant, was in the river with several live fish in her mouth.

Her eyes revealed a primal wildness, as if these raw fish were merely her prey, and she was the queen who ruled these waters.

As she stirred the river, ripples spread out, and the red bloodstains intertwined with the water, creating a bizarre and shocking scene.

Ma Hehua's wet hair clung to her face, water droplets sliding down her cheeks, adding to her wild beauty.

She took a big bite of raw fish, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, a scene that sent chills down one's spine.

The wolf cub stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what it was seeing.

He had never seen anyone so ferocious as to eat a live, gutted fish.

Ma Hehua seemed completely immersed in her own world, oblivious to everything around her.

She chewed the raw fish with gusto, as if she were enjoying a feast.

The chewing sounds were exceptionally clear on the silent riverbank, each sound seeming to challenge the wolf's nerves.

He wanted to escape this terrible place, but his legs felt as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

The moonlight shone on the river, making it sparkle.

But this beautiful scenery stands in stark contrast to the wildness of the horse lily.

Her figure appeared and disappeared in the water, and the wolf was filled with fear and awe. He didn't know where this woman came from, so fierce, like a wild beast.

Finally, Ma Hehua finished eating the fish. She licked her lips contentedly and then slowly stood up from the river.

The river water flowed down her body, carrying away some of the bloodstains, but her clothes remained wet and clung to her body, a testament to her recent madness.

She glanced at the wolf cub on the shore, her eyes showing no surprise, as if she had known he was there all along.

The wolf was so frightened by her gaze that it immediately lowered its head, not daring to meet her eyes.

The night was as black as ink, and a suffocating atmosphere of terror permeated the silent riverbank.

Ma Hehua's eerie figure slowly approached the wolf cub in the dim moonlight.

Her eyes glowed with an eerie red light, like flames rising from the depths of hell, greedy and cruel.

Every step Ma Hehua took felt like stepping on the wolf's heart, producing a dull thud.

Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile filled with longing for the food that was about to be in her mouth.

The wolf was so frightened that it trembled all over, and urine flowed down its trouser leg, forming a wet puddle on the ground.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

Just as Ma Hehua extended her sharp fingernails, about to slash the wolf's throat, a bell suddenly rang in her pocket.

The ringing of the bell sounded particularly jarring in the deathly still night, as if it were a summons from another world.

Ma Hehua froze instantly, a hint of confusion and annoyance flashing in her eyes.

Wolf, as if grasping at the last straw, stared wide-eyed at Ma Hehua's pocket.

The bell kept ringing, as if urging something on.

Ma Hehua slowly lowered her hand and took out a smartphone from her pocket.

The phone screen flickered with a faint light, illuminating her distorted face.

She frowned, looking at the unfamiliar number on the screen, a strange unease rising in her heart.

A gentle breeze blew by, rustling the leaves as if countless ghosts were whispering.

Ma Hehua hesitated for a moment, but finally pressed the answer button.

A sinister laugh came from the other end of the phone, a laugh that sent chills down your spine.

Ma Hehua's face grew even more somber, and she gripped her phone tightly as if she wanted to crush it.

"Your man is in my hands. If you want to save him, then exchange him for the relic."

A voice that was neither male nor female rang out, and Ma Hehua's face turned extremely gloomy.

The wolf tried to escape, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

He could only look at Ma Hehua in despair, praying that she would be drawn to this mysterious lump of iron.

However, Ma Hehua seemed to sense his intention and suddenly raised her head, the eerie red light shooting towards the wolf again.

"Trying to run? Not so easy!"

Ma Hehua's voice was like a curse from hell.

"You're saying Fa Gui is in your hands?"

"Yes, if you don't want him to die, then exchange the relics for him."

"No, Fa Gui is not in your hands at all."

Ma Hehua said with certainty that if anything happened, Fa Gui would hide behind her immediately and call her. It was impossible for him to be caught by a person or a ghost. Moreover, she had left her menstrual blood-stained underwear for Fa Gui to protect him!

This side.

"How about that? I told you she wouldn't believe me, didn't I? You still don't believe me?" Old Deng was hanging from the beam, looking pained. He was so old, couldn't he just be allowed to live a comfortable life?

"Hmph! Since you don't believe me, let's go and do something real."

The bald man in monk's robes, clutching his phone menacingly, was accompanied by a human-faced bear that was also a useless piece of trash.

Old Deng looked at him with admiration several times. What a brave man! Didn't he even bother to inquire about the Ma family?

Li Fagui's eyelids have been twitching lately. Being timid, he declined a work-related banquet and decided to stay home obediently, being extra careful.

Ma Hehua hung up the phone and approached the wolf again.

The wolf cub closed its eyes in despair, awaiting death...

"My husband is calling, my husband is calling..."

In that critical moment, Ma Hehua had no mind to attack the wolf.

She vanished without a trace in a blur; she needed to find a secluded spot to properly fawn over Fa Gui.

For over twenty years, I've desperately wanted to get rich.