Chapter 002: Bloodbath

"Come in with me." She said this without turning her head as she approached the door

I cursed under my breath, rubbing my forehead. Just as I was about to search for her again, I heard the sound of water splashing in the yard. This sound was all too familiar to me; during the hot summer days, I would fill a large basin with water in the yard, which I used for bathing at night. Hearing this sound of water, it was clear that someone was taking a shower in the yard!

The room was dark and silent, so quiet that I could hear a needle drop on the floor. I stepped gently into the room and glanced at the kang; it was an overcast night with no moonlight, and I could see nothing clearly.

The horrifying scene before me still sends shivers down my spine when I think about it now. I saw her holding my family's "Big Black" with one hand, while her other hand swiftly grabbed at "Big Black"'s neck. With a sudden twist of her two fingers, she tore open Big Black's throat. Poor "Big Black" let out a whimper and, in an instant, met an untimely death

I let out a startled cry, unable to believe what was happening before my eyes. I had a deep bond with "Da Hei," and I never expected her to be killed, especially right in front of me, in such a brutal manner. Before I could catch my breath, an even more shocking event unfolded: she actually lifted "Da Hei" high above her head, allowing the blood gushing from his neck to splatter all over her bare body. In an instant, her snow-white skin was stained red with blood, creating a strikingly seductive and eerie scene in the courtyard shrouded in darkness.

Only after "Da Hei" had bled out did she finally feel satisfied, casting the poor "Da Hei" aside. Her spirits seemed to have improved significantly, and she contentedly used a gourd ladle to fetch water, rinsing the bloodstains off her body.

A strong sense of foreboding envelops my heart, and it feels as though my heart is about to leap out of my throat. Is the "thing" sleeping next to me really not human?

I fell heavily to the ground with a thud, cold sweat pouring down my face. I swear that at that moment, facing her alluring figure, I truly had no wicked thoughts whatsoever

Wow ... ... Wow wow ... ...

Seeing my nervous, fearful, and puzzled expression, she chuckled and said, "You will understand in the future. Quickly go back to the room and bring me a towel."

Curiosity killed the cat; it turns out that curiosity can also harm the dog. I never anticipated that what happened next would not only severely affect me and my loyal dog, but even my most beloved guard dog, "Da Hei," would not escape misfortune.

What is going on? My mother is a very conservative person. Today, there are strangers staying at home, and she would absolutely never bathe in the yard. Could it be that the "girl" is taking a shower? Thinking of the clothes she left on the kang, I became more convinced of this idea. For a moment, my mind was as chaotic as a pot of porridge. In the middle of the night, a female ghost bathing in the yard of her own home—what a stunning scene that would be! I truly do not know whether to feel secretly pleased or to cry my heart out.

The terrifying sound of bathing echoed once again, and I mustered the courage to look in the direction of the sound. This glance was no trivial matter; the stunningly alluring scene nearly caused me to bleed from my nose on the spot

I go to sleep every night before 10 o'clock, but tonight I just can't fall asleep. I haven't even taken off my clothes, staring blankly at the large clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand has already pointed to midnight 12. The "girl" next door is asleep, and I don't know what she is doing right now.

This sight truly took me by surprise. Under the dim light, I saw a neatly arranged quilt on the kang, with a pink coat placed on top, the very one she wore during the day, along with a pair of light blue jeans neatly set aside. I stared for a long time, my heart flipping over—where on earth is she!

Thinking of this, I quietly slipped out of the room and gently closed the door behind me. My family's house is a standard rural four-and-a-half-tile house, with a corridor separating the two rooms. I stood in the pitch-black corridor, staring at the closed door in front of me, my legs trembling uncontrollably. Damn it, I have no idea what she is doing inside the room. Is she lying on the kang, sleeping soundly, or is she flying around with the books?

I trembled as I turned on the light in the room, and immediately clenched my fist, gazing towards the kang.

It is now midnight, and dawn is still far off. Who knows what terrifying events might unfold if I continue to wait like this. I gritted my teeth and reached out to pull open the door.

One cannot help but say that misfortune befalls a person; even drinking cold water can lead to food getting stuck in one's teeth. I was solely focused on escaping for my life, but I did not notice that I had bumped my head against the door frame, resulting in a large bump on my forehead, which completely sobered me up.

I scanned the room several times but found no trace of the "girl." I knew full well that my opponent was dangerous and powerful, yet I had no idea where she was at that moment. I was on the verge of a breakdown; the two large swigs of Erguotou I had consumed were now flowing out of my body along with the cold sweat. Instinctively, I turned and ran outside.

I paced back and forth in my room, feeling incredibly anxious. In the dead of night, there might be a female ghost living next door, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. In Northeast China, the nights in October are quite cool, yet my clothes were soaked through. The pendulum of the old-fashioned clock hanging on the wall ticked away, mingling with the sound of my racing heartbeat, each second felt like an agonizing eternity

She walked up to me, her steps light and graceful, reached out to take the towel from my hand, dried her body, and walked leisurely towards the room where she was staying

Upon hearing my thoughtless remark, she did not seem surprised at all, as if she had known all along that I was secretly watching from the side. She turned her head, smiled at me, and said: "Stop looking, haven't you seen enough in your past life? Hehe..."

Looking at the two ghost coins in my hand, I feel like crying without tears. During the day, they were clearly two hundred-dollar bills, but now they are ... ...

"You... are you human or a ghost?" I said hoarsely as I sat on the ground

Although I felt scared inside, my strong curiosity still drove me to step out of the door and into the yard. I took a glance at my family's "Big Black." "Big Black" is quite fierce; usually, if a stranger comes to the house, it would almost leap at them to tear off a piece of flesh. However, today it was unusually quiet. Since the moment this "girl" entered the house, "Big Black" hasn't barked once, and at this moment, it is lying obediently in its nest.

I was stunned; although I initially assumed she was not human, but rather a filthy thing, in the face of such an alluring figure and captivating face, I found myself overwhelmed by an impulse to die beneath the flowers, becoming a ghost of indulgence.

This is the first time I have seen a girl's fair body. Due to the limited conditions of the impoverished mountains and harsh waters, I have never even watched a single adult film. My heart raced faster, but the feeling of fear diminished significantly. When she spoke, her voice was soft and melodious, making it very pleasant to listen to. Without a second thought, I followed her words and went back to the room to find a towel

I hurried back to the yard with a towel in hand. Initially, my fear of her had diminished significantly, but at that moment, the bloody scene in the yard plunged my heart back into the depths of despair.

In order to bolster my courage, I found half a bottle of Erguotou that my father had left behind. I took two big gulps in one go, and before long, I was feeling quite dizzy. I must say, sometimes alcohol can indeed be a good thing; it really did enhance my boldness.

So, I shouted a rather unhelpful remark, "Water... isn't the water cold? If not, shall I help you boil some hot water?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head away, stepped barefoot into my large bathtub, sat down inside, and began to carefully wash her body.

Continuing like this is not a solution; isn't it just waiting for disaster? Mom seems to really like her and shows no caution whatsoever. What if she poses a threat to Mom in the middle of the night? No, I can't allow that. Even if it means letting her drain my blood, I cannot let Mom come to harm

Before me stood a girl of delicate beauty, possessing a slender yet curvaceous figure. Under the cover of night, she was completely bare, holding half a gourd ladle in her hand, pouring water over herself in measured scoops, while one hand continuously rubbed her soft, fair skin. Her front was smooth and firm, while her back was enticingly rounded. Her tall and graceful stature was captivating, making it hard to look away.

I am a bit confused; what is this talk of past and present lives? When did I sneak a peek at you bathing in my past life?

You ... ...