Horror revival: A ghost call at the beginning!

"He's born! He's born! It's a big, fat boy!"

A wrinkled, aged midwife was staring intently at the plump infant in her arms.

An expression of wild elation involuntarily crept across her otherwise weary face.

It was hard to imagine that in this modern era, people still chose to deliver babies at home with a midwife instead of going to a hospital.

However, the surrounding environment was unusually dim, as if shrouded in a thick layer of gloom.

Only a dilapidated oil lamp emitted a faint glow, its bean-sized flame flickering precariously in the wind, threatening to extinguish at any moment.

Extending the gaze further revealed that this was an extremely low-lying bungalow.

The house appeared to have weathered countless years of vicissitudes, looking exceptionally old and dilapidated.

Inside, the scene was one of utter chaos: clothes were strewn haphazardly on the floor, various objects were piled up like mountains, and even the walls had multiple cracks, with peeling paint flaking off in disarray.

Clearly, this family lived in extreme poverty, unable to even afford a trip to the hospital.

"Alan, look! The baby is safe and sound, and it's a boy!"

The midwife brought the infant to the woman who had given birth.

The woman, named Alan, was very weak at the moment, she could only look at the child, wanting to hold him, but she was too weak to do so, a trace of love flashed in her eyes.

"Quick, give him a name," the midwife said.

"His father's surname is Ding, and he had already decided on a name for him before he left. It will be Ding Zhen, meaning to revitalize!"

Alan said, her face full of joy.

However, she didn't know what this newborn child was supposed to revitalize or why.

"Good, Ding Zhen is good, Ding Zhen is good!"

The midwife also shook the baby in her arms.

Ding Zhen, held in the midwife's arms, neither cried nor fussed, but simply opened his small eyes, curiously observing the outside world.

"I am Ding Zhen, is this my mother?"

"Mommy, I'm hungry, I want to eat something!"

As Ding Zhen was in the midwife's arms, such a thought flashed through his mind.

Subsequently, a horrifying scene unfolded without warning.

Alan, who had been lying quietly on the bed, suddenly exploded like a detonated bomb!

In that instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, internal organs splattered, the scene was extremely bloody, making it unbearable to look at directly.

All of this happened so quickly, as if an invisible and intangible giant black hand silently reached out and tightly grasped Alan's fragile body.

Then, without any mercy, it forcefully tore her body apart!

Following that, the mysterious and terrifying black hand did not stop there, it continued to cruelly torture Alan's corpse in an inhuman way.

It skillfully peeled off Alan's skin, extracted the tendons and bones from her body, meticulously processing Alan like a butcher dissecting an ox...

At this time, Alan had completely lost all signs of life, but the bizarre scene continued to play out.

For some reason, a strange thought welled up in his mind: "When you're hungry, you should eat. Mommy should give me something to eat..."

This thought constantly swirled and echoed in his mind, as if possessing an irresistible magic.

The midwife, standing to the side, was already dumbfounded by the scene before her, even forgetting to scream.

She widened her eyes, staring in horror at everything happening before her, her body trembling uncontrollably, her legs as if nailed to the ground.

Time passed second by second, until she personally witnessed a living person being transformed into a pot of delicious meat emitting a fishy smell under the influence of this supernatural power, the midwife finally woke up from her dream.

In an instant, an extremely shrill scream erupted from the midwife's mouth, cutting through the original tranquility of this small bungalow.

That scream was full of fear and despair, echoing in the night sky for a long time, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it.

Ding Zhen, born with knowledge, on a certain day, a certain month, a certain year, this natural ghost controller was born.

On the same day, his mother died at his hands.

…

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat something, what's wrong with Mommy, why does Mommy smell so good!"

Although Ding Zhen was born with knowledge, knowing some things, at this moment, he was still in a state of ignorance.

He didn't know what the things that had just happened represented.

The midwife was frightened, old as she was, she almost kicked the bucket.

However, the midwife didn't know that the terrifying scene before her was all caused by the child in her arms.

She held the child and staggered out of this terrifying hell.

While escaping, she frantically shouted.

"Alan is dead, Alan is dead, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, the ghost turned Alan into a pot of meat!"

Some people nearby heard the midwife's shouts and came out curiously.

As a result, they saw a midwife covered in blood, holding a child also stained with blood, running wildly on the road.

The timid were too frightened to approach.

Only a few brave young men went up and stopped the midwife, and at the same time took Ding Zhen from the midwife's arms.

They were curious, doubtful, and questioning.

But the midwife had already gone mad.

She would only repeat this sentence, ghosts, there are ghosts, the ghost turned Alan into a pot of meat…

And when a few bold people entered Alan's house, they were also frightened by the tragic situation inside.

The locals were very superstitious, and immediately felt that Ding Zhen was an ominous symbol, wanting to kill Ding Zhen.

And when they took Ding Zhen, preparing to burn him to death, they heard a voice in their ears.

It was a child's immature voice.

"Uncles and aunts, I'm so hungry, I want to eat something."

"Mommy has already prepared food, why don't you give it to me?"

"Could it be that you are going to give it to me?"

Clearly it was a child's immature voice, but when it fell into the ears of these people, it was like the most ferocious devil!

"This baby, sure enough, is a demon, a devil, Alan was killed by him!"

Someone exclaimed.

But, the next moment, his body exploded, blood and flesh constantly flying.

Others saw this scene, were frightened, where did they dare to stay, turned around and ran.

But, no one could escape, everyone all died.

Because, Ding Zhen was hungry, he wanted to eat.

Later, after a few days, a virtuous monk passed by this place, and found that the village here was actually empty.

Only in the very center of the village did he discover an infant.

The infant was only the size of a palm, exposed to the heavens and the earth, at this time it was freezing cold, but he had not died.

However, his body was covered in dried bloodstains, and the corners of his mouth were even more brightly colored.

"I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"