Tang Xueli; "……………………"
She had never encountered a vulgar woman before.
This time, however, she seemed to understand what Ma Hehua meant; she might really have turned into something unclean.
She touched her hand; there was no pulse. Then she touched her chest; there really was a hole in it. She looked down at her white dress; wasn't it filthy?
And those feet, covered in black with streaks of black blood, weren't they just filthy?
Tang Xueli thought about it, and realized that she seemed to be... dead...
She walked aimlessly from the Ma family home to the foot of Black Mountain, and then she died! She died...
Seeing several stray dogs fighting over something in a nearby ditch, she curiously walked over.
Upon seeing this, her pupils shrank sharply—wasn't this her?
There was a large hole in her chest, her hands and feet were bound, and she wasn't wearing shoes. Her white dress was stained red and washed by the black mud in the ditch.
"No...stop, no...don't eat me, don't eat me!" Tang Xueli cried out in distress, tears streaming down her face.
Her body was devoured by several wild dogs, who chewed up even the bones.
After the stray dogs left, she stood there blankly.
"Gah...gaah...gaah..."
Yewazi, a creature from the forest on Black Mountain, cried out hoarsely. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying with it a faint smell of blood and decay.
The moonlight emerged from the clouds, its pure white light shining upon her. A faint black aura emanated from her body, and a red light flickered in her eyes. Only when her pupils turned completely red did she raise her head.
Tang Xueli became a vengeful ghost, formed from resentment. Not only did she witness her own body being reduced to ashes, but it was also dumped in the wilderness. How could she not hate? How could she not resent?
Who killed her? Who was it?
Tang Xueli walked towards the road in a daze. She followed the road to the town, leaving black mud footprints on the asphalt road.
She thought and desperately tried to figure out who had killed her.
She wants to go home, she wants to go home, she wants to go back to Jiangcheng, back to her home.
On Black Mountain, the wild ghosts who had been spying earlier were speechless. They didn't even know who had killed them? Did they even need to think about it? It must have been someone who knew them well!
At this time, the three members of the Ma family were asleep, and the ghosts and monsters around them began to stir.
Some hunt, some fight, some claim territory.
Huang Sanlang was the biggest winner. He lay leisurely on the rocks in the vegetable garden, with his children and grandchildren taking care of him. At this moment, a red weasel came running over. It chirped to itself and knelt down in front of Huang Sanlang as if saying something.
Huang Sanlang narrowed his eyes. The weasels on Snake Mountain wanted to move into Black Mountain, so they came to ask him whether they should come directly or go through a procedure.
Its eyes were full of cold laughter. When it was down on its luck, what could that weasel on Snake Mountain do besides kick it when it was down?
“Go tell it that Black Mountain is free, and it’s a huge place! It doesn’t need anyone’s permission; if it wants to come, it can just come.” Its eyes were sinister.
"Chirp chirp..."
"Hmph! What a scoundrel! Here, go!"
Huang Sanlang tossed it a vegetable, and the red weasel happily left.
"These days it's getting harder and harder to make a living. If you latch onto a powerful figure, you'll live a life of luxury; if you don't, you'll starve!" Huang Sanlang sighed as he lay down.
As soon as it was light, the three members of the Ma family were still asleep, sleeping until they naturally woke up, cooking and eating whenever they felt like it, without any panic.
Just then, Ma Linghua's phone rang.
“What is Mom’s mother called? Mom’s mother is called Grandma… Buzz…” Ma Linghua touched her phone and glanced at it; it was past ten o’clock.
He swiped open his phone and asked, "Who is it? Get to the point, or you're in big trouble."
"That's my wife, Zhongguo."
Ma Linghua's drowsiness vanished instantly. She pressed the speakerphone button to hear what her man had to say.
"Linghua, will your son-in-law come to pick you up tomorrow, or will you come by yourselves?" the man asked cautiously.
"Do I even need to say it? You're not going to tell us three to take a taxi ourselves, are you? Do you think our money grows on trees? Doesn't Fa Gui have a car? What's wrong? Don't you want to pick us up? Or do you have someone else?" Ma Linghua launched into a tirade against her husband.
"No, no, Linghua! You know my heart is as clear as the sun and moon, as clear as heaven and earth! I don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but I ask to die on the same day, month, and year." He immediately expressed his determination.
"Alright, alright! I know, those who have been educated speak differently. Tomorrow, call that good-for-nothing Da Mao over too. I have some chickens and ducks here; have Da Mao come and take them away." Ma Linghua gave the instructions.
"Yes, yes, yes! When Da Mao comes back, I'll tell him. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you as soon as you arrive. I've even prepared new clothes for you." The man said ingratiatingly. Hearing this, Ma Linghua felt a surge of comfort.
"Okay! I understand, bye."
Ma Linghua hung up the phone, and the man on the other end felt a pang of disappointment.
But the thought of his wife arriving tomorrow filled him with sweetness. He had been separated from his wife for over ten years, and he was very grateful.
In the afternoon, a handsome man pushed open the grand door and looked at his wife and son waiting for him to eat. He felt a surge of happiness.
Just as he was about to eat, his phone rang. He glanced at it and had a bad feeling. His hands trembled slightly.
His wife was also a little uneasy seeing him like this. What's wrong? Has something happened to the company? Or is he in big trouble?
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