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"Zhang Xinhua, are you okay?"

Zhang Xinhua looks like an old man just from his appearance. His old demeanor, cloudy eyes, and shaky steps completely lack the vitality of a college student.

"Student Mu, I'm fine..."

Zhang Xinhua coughed violently, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. He wiped away the blood stains without being surprised.

Mu Xinglan was horrified. After returning to Zhang Xinhua's hometown, he had stopped aging, but he started coughing up blood, and he might cough up all the blood one day.

"Zhang Xinhua, look quickly, is that the person you are looking for?"

Mu Xinglan hurriedly pulled Zhang Xinhua and hid behind a big tree. He saw that Mr. Zhang was wearing a purple robe and holding a big red umbrella at noon. When he got closer, he found that his face looked much younger again. The hair that was originally white has become a lot darker.

If you had met him without knowing it, you would have thought he was in his forties or fifties.

Old Mrs. Zhang didn't know if he had seen them, so he glanced at the big tree where they were hiding.

With just one glance, Zhang Xinhua felt a deathly air coming over him, mixed with an indescribable stench.

Live or die?

Zhang Xinhua walked out from behind the big tree without hesitation, his eyes signaling Mu Xinglan to act accordingly.

"Old Master!"

When Mr. Zhang saw him, he narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a long time as if to confirm who he was.

"Oh, it's you. The eldest grandson of Mr. Zhang's family is called Xinhua, right?"

Zhang Xinhua's desperate courage disappeared in an instant when Mrs. Zhang talked to him with a smile, and his old face was full of fear and fear.

Because, he discovered that the person in front of him was not Mrs. Zhang at all.

Mrs. Zhang is already a hundred years old and has a special nanny to take care of him at home, but the smell of old age on his body can still be smelled from close by. What he smells now is not the smell of old age.

Rather, it was the stench of a rat that had been dead for days.

"Xinhua, aren't you still in school? Why are you back at this time?"

"I--"

"How did you become like this? Are you sick?"

Zhang Xinhua's body shook, and Mrs. Zhang immediately reached out to help him.

Zhang Xinhua saw that Mrs. Zhang’s nails were very long, like the nails of a zombie in the movie and were dyed black.

If you get close, the cold aura from Old Mrs. Zhang can freeze people to death.

The hand behind Zhang Xinhua moved, and Mu Xinglan immediately rushed out and put a charm on Mr. Zhang's body.

"I want to see what the hell you are!"

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment when he looked at the extra yellow talisman paper on his forehead, and then he pulled it off, his eyes glowing red, and he looked at the two of them expressionlessly.

"This...what's the matter?"

This was the first time that Mu Xinglan saw that the Soul Calming Talisman didn't work. After all, she was also a descendant of the Earth Master.

giggle!

Someone's chicken was not closed properly and passed by them with flapping wings.

Mr. Zhang grabbed the chicken.

With just a slight twist, the chicken stopped struggling.

Mr. Zhang seemed to be deliberately trying to intimidate the two of them. He smiled at them, grabbed the chicken and started to eat it.

Zhang Xinhua and Mu Xinglan were so frightened that their scalps were numb and their feet seemed to have roots. They just watched Mr. Zhang eating raw chicken.

They clearly saw that Mr. Zhang's teeth were yellow and sharp, and his mouth smelled bad.

A whole chicken was eaten in two or three bites, not even the feathers or bones were left.

"what!"

When Mr. Zhang looked at them, Zhang Xinhua and Mu Xinglan finally came back to their senses, and the two of them ran away holding hands on the stumbling road.

They didn't know how far they ran, but they felt their hearts were going to explode, and then they stopped panting.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die. What kind of old monster is this? Zhang Xinhua, I'm really going to be killed by you this time."

Mu Xinglan didn't really blame Zhang Xinhua, she was willing to follow him back, but things were worse than she imagined.

"Shen...Shen Xi!"

Zhang Xinhua is now an old man and has run so far with amazing perseverance. If he had to do it again, he would definitely not be able to make it.

Mu Xinglan has never watched Shen Xi's live broadcast, nor has she interacted with Shen Xi. She only heard from her roommates that Shen Xi was a real daughter who was kicked out of the Shen family, and a female star with a lot of scandals.

He is useless, and now the only hope is Shen Xi.

The phone was picked up after just two rings. Mu Xinglan asked in a stuttering voice, "Excuse me, are you Shen Xi?"

"I'm!"

At this moment, Shen Xi was being pulled by Feng Xiangjun to choose jewelry and dresses in a luxury store. It made her eyes hurt. This strange phone call saved her.

"Anchor anchor, it's me, Zhang Xinhua."

Shen Xi counted with his fingers, his expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Tell me about your current situation."

"That old monster ate a chicken raw in front of us. He now looks like a man in his forties. He has no signs of age, and he smells like... a stinky rat."

When Mu Xinglan thought of that scene, his internal organs couldn't stop surging.

"Send me your location and I'll be there right away."

Mu Xinglan had just found out the location and before he could say anything, he felt something dripping and thought it was raining.

I looked up and saw, holy crap!

"Zhang Xinhua, the old, old monster is chasing you!"

Mu Xinglan threw down a handful of talismans and ran away regardless of whether it was useful or not. He found that Zhang Xinhua had not followed. When he looked back, he saw the old monster lying next to the unconscious Zhang Xinhua, as if he was considering where to start.

"What a mess. I owed Zhang Xinhua my last life!"

Mu Xinglan shouted to the other end of the phone: "Sister Shen Xi, ancestor Shen Xi, you must come here quickly, otherwise we will be dead."

Shen Xi pinched her fingers and quickly figured out what to do. Feng Xiangjun brought the clothes over: "Xiao Xi, try this mint green skirt. It looks very good -"

"Mom, I have something urgent to deal with. Please help me take care of Qiqi."

After saying that, Shen Xi quickly left the luxury store.

Feng Xiangjun glanced around the store and raised his chin lightly: "Send all of these to your home."

Shen Xi took out a piece of talisman paper from her bag, recited a spell silently, and appeared in Zhang Xinhua's hometown village the next second.

"Little girl, you are not from our village, are you?"

Shen Xi looked at the people surrounding him. It seemed that Zhang Xinhua and his two men had been arrested and should still be alive.

"Little girl, which family are you from?"

The person who asked the question saw that she was silent and asked again in a rough voice.

Shen Xi pretended to be frightened and stammered in reply: "I... I'm here to see my cousin, his name is Zhang Xinhua... My aunt said he went back to his hometown and couldn't be contacted, so she asked me... Let me come and find out."

The people who asked the questions made eye contact and immediately changed their faces to smiles.

"It turns out she is the little cousin of Zhang Laosi's grandson. Girls in big cities are smarter than girls in the countryside. Come with us. He happens to be a guest at my house."

It turns out that they are Mrs. Zhang’s family.

Shen Xi followed a few people to Mrs. Zhang's house and noticed that there were no young people in the village. They were all old people in their forties or fifties. She already understood roughly what was going on.