He started by brutally defeating the demon lady, and the passersby were terrified!

After doing all this, he lay on the bed with the comb in his arms, ready to have a good night's sleep and see if he really would have nightmares, and dream about the dry well with red light that the beautiful woman whose name he forgot to ask had mentioned.

Originally, the feeling of about to activate his cheat ability made him not sleepy at all, and his mind was very active, but for some reason, he quickly became drowsy and fell asleep.

In a daze.

He arrived at an old house that was brightly lit and decorated with red silk.

Immediately afterwards, a mournful song rang in his ears.

"The seventeenth day of the first lunar month, an auspicious day, sorghum is being harvested... adorned in red, each foot of fabric hastily cut with sorrow—"

"Sobbing—"

Then came the deafening suona horns.

With its ups and downs, and the deafening sound of gongs and drums.

They saw a grand wedding procession, dressed in straw raincoats and wearing straw hats, heading towards the riverbank.

On the riverbank, a boat adorned with red silk ribbons stood, and a woman was combing her hair with a blank expression.

The comb was the one he had just brought back; it had a black sandalwood body and red tassels.

In the blink of an eye, the woman donned red makeup, covered herself with a five-foot-square veil, and followed the wedding procession into the old house.

The hall was empty except for a large double happiness character pasted in the center.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!!"

In an instant, a piercing sound rang in Meng Yan's ears.

"whimper--"

The sound of the suona horn resounded once again.

Meng Yan saw that there was an old man with unsteady steps next to the bride. He was wearing a black mandarin jacket with a big red flower tied on his chest. He was so thin that he looked like a skeleton, and his pale face was marked with black lightning-like lines.

Then he saw the bride's face clearly: it was filled with fear, terror, resentment, anger, and despair!

But soon two men dressed in black forcibly held her down, made her bow to heaven and earth and to her parents with the old man... and cut off both of their hands, the bright red blood and the pitch black blood mingling... and forced her to swallow it through her mouth.

"My lord—"

next second.

Meng Yan suddenly woke up with a start.

To his utter astonishment, he found himself wearing a black wedding gown with a large red flower on his chest, and next to him stood the woman with a red veil on her head. Her lips were so red, her face so white, but her eyes were as black as an abyss and utterly terrifying.

"It's time to go to the bridal chamber—"

Her voice was shrill, she laughed eerily, she took Meng Yan's hand, and the next second her face contorted into a hideous grin as she opened her blood-red maw—

At that very moment, Meng Yan opened his eyes.

I had a nightmare; my clothes were soaked through.

"Hey, the comb's back to normal!!"

To his surprise, the cracks on the ghost comb he was holding in his hand, which had been caused by a stone earlier, had disappeared, and it was now perfectly intact.

"Is it dark already?"

He glanced out the window and was astonished to find that it was already dark, and the time on his phone showed 19:01 PM.

You should know that I went to bed at 6:30 in the morning.

That means he slept from 6:30 in the morning until 7:00 in the evening!

Wonderful!

It really is a demon!

I originally wanted to take a half-hour nap to see if I would be haunted by ghosts, but it ended up taking me more than twelve hours!

That's incredibly generous!

He loves it so much!!

It would be an absolute injustice not to seize this opportunity to awaken the Demon-Suppressing Tower!

Soon, he forgot about eating, munching on bread as he slung a black backpack over his shoulder. Inside were his equipment: a stick and a wood-chopping knife with a peach wood handle scalded with dog blood.

He couldn't wait to have a secret rendezvous with the female ghost from his dreams!

Heqiao Ancient Town.

"Young man... what are you doing here alone so late at night? The ancient town of Heqiao is closed at night, and I heard it's very strange. Have you heard about the woman who committed suicide in Qingshan City yesterday? It's said that she came here to take pictures, walked into that abandoned house, and then mysteriously committed suicide after returning home."

For a high school student, this journey has been very difficult.

I rode a shared electric scooter for an hour.

I took the bus for ten stops.

After taking a taxi for half an hour, we finally arrived at our destination at nine o'clock.

But the scene was desolate.

The wind blew through the trees, making them creak and groan mournfully.

It was as if a ghost was beckoning.

The taxi driver was very flustered. If it weren't for the fact that the young man was wearing the school uniform shirt of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, he wouldn't have dared to take him there. Especially since a murder had occurred in the city and was related to this sparsely populated and remote ancient town, he was afraid that he might encounter something dirty.

"Thank you, driver. I'm here to meet someone I know. I've already paid your fare."

Meng Yan showed the phone screen.

"Looking for someone you know here... Okay, I'll be going now."

The taxi driver was a little puzzled.

But he didn't say anything.

Perhaps the other party has relatives living in one of the few shops open in this ancient town?

he thought so.

"call out--"

Although it's summer, the air here is unusually cool, with a chilling feeling.

In particular, these flamboyant trees twisted their bodies and emitted strange, joyful howls, as if they were strolling through a haunted brothel, which was truly exciting.

Step onto the stone bricks of Heqiao Ancient Town.

At the very front of the ancient town, there are one or two shops with their doors tightly closed. Further back, although there are some shops, many are abandoned and unused, with a few wooden planks blocking the way, and the inside is already blackened and overgrown with weeds.

As you walk further in, you reach the very end of the town, where all sorts of vines blanket the area.

The moonlight is lovely.

Looking out, you can see some buildings hundreds of meters away, like an abandoned village. The one in the very center looks like a dilapidated old house. Although it is covered with vines, it still shows its former grandeur.

He had seen this old house in his dream.

I guess those two women went there to take pictures that day.

"My lord—"

while walking.

Meng Yan suddenly heard a call echoing in his ears, seemingly coming from the distant, desolate old house.

He shuddered and then smiled with delight.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower, which had been silent for seventeen years, was now emitting a faint light, as if it were being summoned back to life by something.

I can't wait!

I really can't wait!!

The Taoist priest is about to succeed!

Meng Yan galloped at breakneck speed all the way!

"Holy crap! There seems to be someone up ahead."

However, shortly after Meng Yan left, a man and a woman in black uniforms arrived in an SUV. As they stood on the rocks and looked at a white old house in the distance by the moonlight, they saw a figure rapidly approaching the old house.

I was completely dumbfounded.

One of them was named Cheng Yun, and the other was named Song Wei. They were special case assigners from the Bureau of Mysterious Events Investigation. The headquarters detected demonic energy in the Heqiao Ancient Town area and assigned the two of them to investigate. They didn't mention that there were any other people involved.

"Look, that old house has a very strong eerie aura, like a malevolent spirit luring prey to become a red-clad vengeful ghost. Let's go take a look!"

Song Wei frowned.

For demons to improve their cultivation level, besides age, consuming blood is the fastest way to advance.

They had just taken over the case of the bathtub suicide that happened in the city and discovered it was related to this place; the woman was also a prey that had been lured and captured.

"Walk!!"

The man immediately tensed up.

The two ran towards the old house.

At the river bridge, in an abandoned old house, Meng Yan had arrived at an old well with rivets driven into it.

"My lord, please save me! I was a boatwoman, but that vicious gentry, whose lifespan had ended, forced me to be his concubine to prolong his life. He drank the blood from my wrists and ate the dates I soaked in water... Unable to bear the humiliation, I threw myself into the well—"

A cry for help came, and a woman in a red cheongsam was crying pitifully in front of Meng Yan.

However, she did not notice that a certain part of Meng Yan's body had become a checkmark.

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