In the dead of night, the moon is bright and stars are scarce.
Whispers of white fog, undetectable to ordinary people, gradually enveloped the village from all sides.
At this moment, Zhou Jing was still dreaming sweetly, completely unaware of the changes around him.
Just then, a dark figure appeared from afar, and suddenly dived into Grandma's yard.
Only to see the figure stand in front of Grandma's house, making a curious pose, and then suddenly turn around, focusing his gaze directly on the sleeping Grandma through the solid soil wall.
In the distant bread van.
Zhang San was still kneeling in devotion.
Seeing their boss's humiliated appearance, a few little ruffians couldn't help but start gossiping.
"What's the boss doing?"
"Hush, don't talk. The boss is trying to summon spirits!"
"You say the rich people all believe this? Isn't this just feudal superstition?"
"I don't know if it's feudal or not, but I do know that every time the boss does this ritual, his wishes come true. That's enough for me!"
"By the way, what does the boss gain by targeting this old woman? I don't see her having much money."
"Idiot, do you really think the boss wants those three or two vegetables? I heard that the boss is actually interested in that house of the old woman. It's said that this house used to be occupied by a prince, and he buried many treasures here!"
"Wow~"
The hoodlums shouted in unison in surprise.
If this news is true.
Then this old woman's house might be worth millions!
It's really not comparable to just a mere one million!
"Roar!"
Zhou Jing, in his sleep, suddenly felt a bit of oddity. What was originally a sweet dream of sharing life with his grandmother, suddenly had a black monster appear in it without him knowing when.
The monster was not only ugly in appearance but also emitted a sound that was extremely unpleasant, as if it had come specifically to ruin her beautiful dream.
In the real world.
Right next to Zhou Jing and his grandmother's bed.
The shadowy figure was wandering back and forth between Zhou Jing and his grandmother, crouching down each time it came near them, bringing its ugly face close to Zhou Jing and his grandmother's faces.
With each deep breath of the shadow, white gas would fly out of Zhou Jing and his grandmother's nostrils, being greedily inhaled by the figure.
It was a vivid depiction of a scene where someone was absorbing qi from others.
As Zhou Jing slept, her expressions shifted from calm to painful with the progression of her dream, perfectly in sync with the rhythm of the shadow's breathing.
By the side, the grandmother's face turned dark, and her breath grew weaker and weaker.
Without any unexpected turns, both of them might just be sucked to death by the dark figure!
But the unexpected happened just like that.
[Remaining life expectancy, 97 days.]
When the time comes to midnight at twelve.
Suddenly, Zhou Jing's mind was filled with a thunderous explosion.
The sound was so intense that it immediately woke Zhou Jing from her dream and forced her to open her eyes, just in time to face the black figure in front of her.
"Fuck!"
Boom!
Zhou Jing was already woken up by the loud sound in her head.
Just as she opened her eyes, she saw the black monster that only existed in dreams.
Without hesitation, Zhou Jing, following her body's instinct, swung a heavy punch.
Human potential is infinite.
Especially when a person makes an unconscious reaction.
So.
"Roar!"
The monster gave a painful roar and its shadow was sent flying backward by Zhou Jing's heavy punch.
"Grandma!"
Zhou Jing, not caring what the monster was, quickly stood up and looked in the direction of the grandmother's room.
The grandmother still looked like she had more gas than air coming in, her breathing was soft and weak, and it was evident that she was on the verge of giving up.
"Grandma!"
Zhou Jing really became anxious at this point.
If the grandmother suddenly passed away right in front of her.
And it was killed by a monster that came from nowhere.
If that happened, Zhou Jing would never forgive herself.
If a person had extraordinary power but could not protect the people closest to them, what good is that power?
"Fucking hell, what kind of monster are you!"
Zhou Jing rolled off the bed in a flash and appeared right in front of the black figure.
Her fair, tender hand tightly gripped the monster's neck. Zhou Jing had never felt such anger before.
"Roar!"
The monster couldn't make a sound because Zhou Jing was choking it or it couldn't speak in the first place, only letting out one wave after another of roars.
Faced with such a stubborn monster, Zhou Jing naturally wouldn't show it any kindness. With one hand she choked its neck, and with the other she continuously struck its body with force.
If this thing couldn't save the grandmother, Zhou Jing wouldn't mind crushing it to ashes on the spot.
Meanwhile, in the distant bread van.
"Pfft!"
Zhuang San suddenly spat up a mouthful of old blood while still on his knees.
The black urn in front of him began to shake violently.
"Damn it, who is disturbing my good fortune! Don't let me catch you!"
"You guys are useless. What are you looking at? Hurry up and go inside to see what's happening for me!"
"Hurry up!"
Zhuang San spat up another mouthful of blood before angrily ordering the hoodlums to charge towards Zhou Jing's position.
He had put up everything he had and all his life to get this old house, and that was truly "life"!
So he absolutely couldn't afford to lose!
"Say, say! What kind of monster are you! What happened to my grandmother?"
Boom boom boom!
Zhou Jing's punches fell on the monster's abdomen like rain.
However, the monster only made meaningless gasps and didn't say anything.
This made Zhou Jing's mood even more irritable.
Her body began to transform involuntarily into the state of [Transformation].
Thus.
When the hoodlums rushed into the old house, using the light of the moon, they saw a humanoid creature covered in red hair attack a black figure while tightly choking it.
The scene was so gruesome that even the hoodlums, who were accustomed to seeing such things, couldn't help but feel a chill.
"Hmm?"
Just as the hoodlums rushed in, Zhou Jing suddenly let out a suspicious roar that sounded like an animal's, then turned around, holding the monster's body.
Facing Zhou Jing's blood-red eyes at this moment, the hoodlums couldn't help but feel their legs shaking uncontrollably.
They had never seen such a bizarre scene before.
The creature in front of them couldn't even be called a person; it was more like a humanoid monster!
No, it's two!
"Fuck, run!"
In the midst of the silence, one of the hoodlums suddenly seemed to have realized something. After a loud shout, he turned and fled.
