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Old Zhou's pupils suddenly constricted.
He clearly saw, under the flickering light, my face transforming into that of Li Ning from my past life.
"You... you are..."
Then, my skin began to peel away, chunks of rotting flesh falling off to reveal stark white bones beneath.
Old Zhou trembled in fear, his lips turning increasingly purple.
He was horrified to discover that the hand I had grabbed was starting to blacken and rot.
I let out a soft laugh and suddenly released my grip, watching as the old pervert staggered backward. "No... no!" he cried, frantically searching his pockets until he finally found the life-saving vial.
However, when he shakily removed the cap, white maggots crawled out from inside the bottle.
He screamed and threw the vial away, collapsing onto the ground.
At that moment, the moldy walls around us suddenly cracked open, and countless decaying arms emerged from the gaps.
Some hands were swollen and bruised, others were raw and festering, with nails long gone, revealing bloody stumps.
The fingers of these arms twisted unnaturally as they reached for him with alarming speed.
Old Zhou could no longer stand; he squirmed like a worm in a desperate attempt to escape, but those arms had already seized him, their rotting fingers digging into his flesh.
"Old Pervert, don’t you love touching girls? Why not let them touch you back?"
Old Zhou's mouth gaped open in sheer terror, producing only incoherent sounds of "ah—ah—."
Suddenly, his murky eyes widened in horror as he fell back onto the ground, lifeless.
By the time Zhou Degui and Old Lady Zhou found him, this lecherous old man was already dead.
Old Lady Zhou glared at me with venomous eyes, convinced that I was involved in this incident. She rushed over and slapped me twice across the face.
"You little slut! Seducing my son wasn’t enough; you dare to seduce my old man too! I’m going to kill you today!"
With that, she screamed and lunged at me, grabbing my hair and slamming my head against the wall.
Zhou Degui quickly intervened after she hit me a couple of times.
"Mom, take it easy! This new toy just arrived today; I haven’t had enough fun yet! Once I’m bored with her, I promise to hand her over to you for disposal! How about that?"
Zhou Degui dragged Old Lady Zhou out of the basement. Before leaving, he cast a lewd glance at me.
Hmph, old woman, you don’t need to rush; soon your whole family will be reunited!
For three days, Zhou Degui busied himself, hastily arranging his father’s funeral. During these three days, I lingered around Old Lady Zhou, occasionally playing pranks. She believed it was her deceased husband’s restless spirit haunting her, causing her to chant Buddhist scriptures day and night until her voice became hoarse.
On the third night, the iron door of the basement was suddenly kicked open. I knew it was Zhou Degui. He reeked of alcohol, his eyes bloodshot, and he lunged at me like a beast, even more violently than usual. My wrists were chained and had already festered; my body was covered in bruises that hadn’t faded yet. But this time, I felt no pain at all.
Old Lady Zhou upstairs clearly heard the sounds of her son’s violence and turned up the volume of the Buddhist scriptures. Zhou Degui tortured me for three hours; by the end, he was exhausted himself. Just as he stood up, his legs nearly buckled beneath him. In a fit of rage, he kicked me before leaning against the wall to leave.
Old Lady Zhou understood her son’s pain; as soon as she saw him coming upstairs, she hurriedly brought out a bowl of hot soup. “Son, quickly drink this nourishing soup while it’s hot.”
Watching Zhou Degui take a sip of the soup, Old Lady Zhou suddenly seemed to remember something and spat venomously. “It’s all that little slut’s fault! Always tempting you in the basement, draining you dry. A shameless wretch like her deserves to…”
At that moment, I stood behind them, coldly watching this old woman spew the most despicable words while rubbing her Buddhist beads in her hands.
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In the dead of night, Old Lady Zhou suddenly awoke from a nightmare!
She frantically turned on the bedside lamp and fumbled for the remote, pressing the switch.
The familiar sound of Buddhist scriptures filled the room, but it felt strangely distant, as if there were a barrier in between.
Just as Old Lady Zhou was about to get up to investigate, she let out a sharp scream the moment she lifted her head—
The Guanyin Statue she had worshipped day and night was bleeding!
Dark red blood dripped from the compassionate eyes of the statue, falling drop by drop onto the table!
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