My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Blood flowed down the table legs and all over the floor. Zhang Mengyao finally reacted and rushed forward, trying to cover the wound on her father's head, but it was too late.

My father's breathing stopped, his heart stopped beating, and his body was slightly warm. That was proof that he had once been alive, but now, everything is gone.

Zhang Mengyao suddenly let go of her father's body, stepped back, looked at her bloody hands, tore her hair, and screamed hysterically. The screams soon attracted the attention of the organization.

They captured Zhang Mengyao and brainwashed her.

During more than half a month of imprisonment, Zhang Mengyao pretended to submit and agreed to attend classes.

When the organization took her to the bank to withdraw money, she escaped halfway, found the place where her father was buried, dug out her father's body, cleaned it up, and temporarily placed it in an abandoned bridge hole. Then, she went to find Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao knew everything that happened next.

Zhang Mengyao's reason for looking for Zhang Hao was very simple: she was afraid that the organization would come looking for her again, and she wanted Zhang Hao to protect her; at the same time, she was worried that her father would hate her. If her father's ghost came back to hurt her, having Zhang Hao, a capable man by her side, would help her.

After resolving her father's issues, Zhang Mengyao returned to school and found a boyfriend with a very strong destiny, Wang Yang.

Later, Zhang Mengyao induced Wang Yang to get a tattoo with her, linking their lives together to strengthen her own destiny. She thought that this would make her destiny stronger.

However, unexpectedly, something happened to Wang Yang later... Wang Yang appeared in her dream with blood all over his face.

Zhang Mengyao was both scared and guilty. When she was discouraged, she found Zhang Hao again, hoping to put an end to it all. But the prerequisite was that she had to first solve the fate connected with Wang Yang, so she had to find Wang Yang first.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao’s eyes turned pale and he immediately woke up from his dream.

Looking at Zhang Mengyao, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face, Zhang Hao didn't speak for a long time.

As the guide of this dream, Hansan also saw everything.

"You are really pitiful." Han Shan stepped forward and said, "You are neither selfish enough nor noble enough. If you continue like this, you will be the only one who suffers."

Zhang Mengyao finally spoke out the unspeakable secrets in her heart. She did not feel ashamed as she had imagined. Instead, she felt a sense of relief and liberation.

She leaned against the wall with a strange smile on her lips.

"Since you all already know, I will tell you my real purpose... I hope you can help me find Wang Yang and cleanse the sins in his life. All the faults are borne by me, I feel sorry for him... I just wanted to use him, but in the process of getting along with him, I really..."

The rest of the sentence was not finished, but Zhang Hao had already guessed it.

Zhang Mengyao and Wang Yang's relationship was an exploitation, even a cruel exploitation, from the very beginning.

But later, as they got along, Zhang Mengyao fell in love with Wang Yang.

So, when Wang Yang got into trouble, Zhang Mengyao was in extreme pain and wanted to end it all.

Zhang Hao gently patted Zhang Mengyao on the shoulder and said softly: "The person you have been looking for is actually by your side, but you have never noticed it. Wang Yang never thought of asking you to pay anything, he just wanted you to let go of the burden in your heart."

The tattoo on Zhang Mengyao's arm suddenly shone with dazzling light. It was the color of a pure and flawless soul, so white that it was dazzling.

A figure quietly walked out of the white light and stood quietly beside Zhang Mengyao.

As the white light gradually dissipated, Zhang Mengyao's tears burst out like a dam breaking when she saw the figure.

She cried and rushed towards the figure, but she saw nothing. Wang Yang was right in front of her, but out of reach.

"What's wrong with you? What have you been through?" Zhang Mengyao cried.

"I was probably stabbed to death, but I can't remember who that person was... I'm sorry for making you worry." Wang Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Zhang Mengyao's face, but his hand passed through her body.

The gap between life and death was like an insurmountable chasm that separated them forever. Zhang Mengyao lay on the ground, crying heartbreakingly and almost fainting.

Zhang Hao stepped forward and said, "I already knew you were here, but I want to find out why you're here first. Did you already know that Zhang Mengyao was with you just to use you?"

"Yes...but if my existence can give her something to rely on, then I am willing..." Wang Yang's answer was full of helplessness and willingness.

This is a relationship where one is willing to be exploited. Although Zhang Hao knows that this goes against the law of karma, he is powerless to stop it.

"After your death, you stayed in the tattoo, wanting to protect Zhang Mengyao. But she confusedly connected your existence with her father's death, and saw your vengeful image with blood on your face... The person you most wanted to protect is right next to you, but he treats you as a beast. Don't you have any resentment at all?" Zhang Hao stared at Wang Yang's eyes, trying to find more clues.

As long as Wang Yang showed the slightest resentment, Zhang Hao would immediately subdue him. However, Wang Yang's answer was simple and pure.

"I just want to be her guardian angel. If my destiny is strong enough, can I help her by staying with her?"

Zhang Mengyao gradually woke up and used her weak body to stand in front of Wang Yang.

"Please don't take him away... If he can stay with me forever, I am willing to endure the torture of nightmares."

Even though she knew that the image of her boyfriend's face covered in blood was just an illusion, even though she could not feel any real objects in the dream, even though the fear in the dream was so real, Zhang Mengyao was unwilling to go back to that kind of life.

Zhang Hao would not stop her from making her choice, but he would still remind her.

"If a dead person stays on a living person, he will gradually absorb the other person's energy. You have to think about this clearly."

Zhang Mengyao answered without hesitation: "I have thought about it. I may regret it, but I don't care."

In this case, Zhang Hao had nothing to say. Before leaving, he asked one last question.

"You died for Zhang Mengyao, so can you remember how you died?"

"I don't know, I just remember seeing red all over my eyes... I couldn't tell if it was blood or something else... I'm sorry, I really can't remember."

The pain of death will make the memory after death blurred. It seems that Wang Yang really experienced great pain and was unwilling to recall it.

Zhang Hao didn't ask any more questions, nodded, and left with his umbrella. Back downstairs in the dormitory, he looked back at the entrance to the barrier.

With a snap of the fingers, the barrier was broken, and the place instantly returned to its former bustle.

"I feel like you seem to be worried about something. Are you hiding something from me?" Han Shan turned around and walked forward.

"No, let's go back quickly. This is the girls' dormitory building. If we stay too long we will be considered a pervert." Zhang Hao hurriedly followed Han Shan's footsteps.

When the girls passed by them, they all gave them strange looks. Zhang Hao didn't care about that and just wanted to leave the girls' dormitory as soon as possible.

He didn't notice that Hansan's hands were tightly clenched. In fact, she just encountered the red cloak.

Han Shan felt like she was chasing in a dream, and she was completely confused. When she came to her senses, only vague fragments of memory remained in her mind.

She seemed to see a red cloak taking her to a place with the words "Weight Loss Fairy" written on the doorplate.

She didn't know whether this was a clue she discovered accidentally or the other party was deliberately misleading her.

After returning to the inn, Zhang Hao recorded these experiences one by one in his notebook. He knew very well that there was probably more to this matter than meets the eye.

On the other hand, Han Shan also had his own worries in his heart.

The next morning, Han Shan quietly left the house without telling anyone. He returned to school alone, found out the address of the so-called "ancestor", and decided to go there alone to find out.

Perhaps the other party also noticed something, because the place that was bustling before was now empty.

The door of the humble little house was open, as if welcoming an unexpected guest. Han San pushed open the door, and a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to his heart.

The house was filled with decorations with mysterious religious themes, and Han San couldn't tell which religion they belonged to.

The floor was covered with dust, obviously no one had cleaned it for many days.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a strange fragrance.

That fragrance... made Hansan involuntarily think of the dangerous carnivorous plant in the tropical rainforest!
It was very strange. This was the first time he smelled this scent, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt weak.

He realized that he might be poisoned! And the culprit might be that strange fragrance!

"Hehehe... I didn't expect you to really come. Are you alone? This is not enough to fill my teeth!"

Han Shan used all his strength to turn around, only to see a person standing behind the door.

The man was skinny, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and was wearing a long robe. There were strings of unidentified decorations hanging around his neck and wrists.

This is the weight loss wizard!
Although Han Shan had never seen him before, his intuition told him that this person was the weight loss master.

"What do you want to do?" Han San asked vigilantly.

"Little darling, don't ask so many questions." The immortal walked forward and gently stroked Hansan's cheek, with greed flashing in his eyes.

"Look, what a dead and yet vibrant life there is. My master will surely like it!"

"Master? Who is your master?" Han San asked.

"Give me some spiritual power and I will tell you." The immortal tempted.

In fact, it was impossible for the immortal to tell Han Shan the truth, but at this time Han Shan was too obsessed with this matter and had lost basic judgment.

He had no choice but to choose to believe in the immortal temporarily.

"Okay...you tell me who the master is." Han San compromised.

"Give me spiritual power first." The immortal put his hand on Han San's wrist, signaling him to start transferring power.

The so-called spiritual power has the least loss when it is actively transmitted. What the immortal wants is for people to willingly dedicate their power to him, rather than for him to actively plunder it. In that case, he would most likely be on the wanted list of the underworld, which is also the key to his safety for many years.

Just when Hansan was about to transfer his spiritual power——

boom!
The door was kicked open suddenly, and the two people in the room looked towards the door at the same time.

I saw a few people standing at the door against the light, and the figure in the lead, Han Umbrella, was very familiar.

The moment he saw that person, Han Shan's eyes suddenly became moist. At the same time, an indescribable sense of guilt surged into his heart.

He knew that he had done something wrong.

"You would rather believe this half-human, half-ghost guy than us?" Zhang Hao said in disappointment and anger. At the same time, there was a hint of relief in his tone.

These words were Zhang Hao's deliberate attempt to convey his feelings to Han Shan. He was not a talkative person, and some words were not good if they were said too directly or too obviously, so he could only express them in this euphemistic way.

"Xiao Hansan, it's time to be spanked! Come and let fat brother give you some 'love education'." Someone joked.

"Han San, come here." Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, but the knife in his hand said it all.

Han Shan took a deep breath and tried to move his body, but found that he couldn't move at all. He could only smile bitterly.

"I...I can't seem to move."

Zhang Hao snapped his fingers, and the restraints on Han San disappeared instantly.

He involuntarily rushed towards Zhang Hao, and did not stop when he got in front of him, but threw himself directly into Zhang Hao's arms.

Zhang Hao was in a bad mood. He picked up the umbrella and threw it into the hands of Hao Xie behind him, then he took a step forward.

"Is it you? You suck the energy of those young girls in the name of losing weight?" Zhang Hao asked coldly.

"Haha, you already know the answer, so why ask more questions?" The immortal said with a smile.

"Come on." Zhang Hao hooked his finger at the immortal, his contempt was self-evident.

"I really feel like my hands are dirty fighting a guy like you."

The immortal was not enraged, but took a few steps back.

"It's not fair to have the majority against the minority, right? How about we do it one at a time?" suggested the immortal.

"No need, I am enough on my own." Zhang Hao said, and walked into the room.

The moment he walked in, the scene in the room changed completely. He seemed to have instantly entered another world.

“No!” Han Shan wanted to rush forward to stop him, but was held back by Hao Xie.

“Don’t worry, he fell into the trap on purpose,” Hao Xie consoled.

"What do you mean?" Han Shan frowned, obviously not immediately understanding what Fatty Wang said.

"How can you get a tiger cub without diving into the tiger's den? I'll hold a detailed criticism meeting for you when we get back! Now we have serious business to do. Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, White Tiger, you choose a direction." Fatty Wang patted Han San's shoulder and said.

"What...are you going to do?" Han Shan looked confused.

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On the other side, Zhang Hao sat on the ground, looked around and sneered.

"Sending me back to the Corpse Driving Inn is not a very good idea," he thought to himself.

He knew that this was not a real inn, but an illusion created by an immortal.

"Don't be happy too soon." The immortal sneered, then waved his hand, and a person walked out from behind the door.

Seeing that person, Zhang Hao frowned slightly.

It’s Hao Xie.

"Your friend set up a barrier outside, and I just happened to pull him in. Now he's at my mercy." The immortal said proudly.

Zhang Hao's heart tightened.

He did ask Hao Xie and others to set up a barrier outside, hoping to track the whereabouts of the spiritual power in the house, and hopefully find the murderer. (End of this chapter)