Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

This is my aunt, she has been dead for a long time.

Wen Jiujiu screamed out of control.

Far away in the main courtyard, the third uncle took time to go to the toilet. He was afraid that in his absence, the unconscious Mr. Wen would leave the inheritance to the second brother's family. He quickly picked up his pants and came out of the toilet, and walked quickly to the toilet. Heading over to the master bedroom.

Suddenly he heard his daughter's cry, and he was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that something would happen again!

He was hesitating whether to go back and take a look at this important moment, when he saw a figure blocking the way.

The third uncle frowned, "Wen Tingzhi, what are you doing?"

In the darkness, Wen Tingzhi's figure slowly approached.

His face was expressionless, his eyes became dangerous and strangely dark, as if he could suck people's souls, and the faint black aura floating around him made people feel depressed.

Wen Tingzhi's aura was cold, and his whole body exuded a rotten aura, as if he had become a different person.

The third uncle suddenly realized that something was wrong with Wen Tingzhi. He took a few steps back timidly, "Wen Tingzhi, what's wrong with you?"

"Why don't you all agree with me and Jiujiu being together?" Wen Tingzhi's voice had no emotion. His current state was like a doll driven by obsession, and he had lost his usual sanity.

Wen Tingzhi approached step by step, "My parents are like this, and so are you. It's you who stopped me and Jiujiu from being together. Without you, Jiujiu and I would have been better off."

A chill creeped up behind Third Uncle, and he said in disbelief: "Your father, and my wife... those who died were all your fault!"

Now that I think about it, these things were not without warning.

Wen Tingzhi's parents had long been aware of the abnormal relationship between Wen Tingzhi and Wen Jiujiu. Wen Tingzhi was the eldest son and grandson of the Wen family in whom they had high hopes. They would never allow Wen Tingzhi to be ruined by Wen Jiujiu.

Before his uncle died, he emphasized to Wen Tingzhi again that he was not allowed to get close to Wen Tingzhi again.

And that night, my uncle died suddenly.

Wen Jiujiu's mother will die because she changed her view of Zhou Xu and supported Wen Jiujiu and Zhou Xu being together.

Wen Tingzhi's mother will die because she frequently targets Wen Tiejiu in a crazy state and causes trouble between Wen Tingzhi and Wen Tiejiu.

But now, the third uncle was found by Wen Tingzhi because of what he said to Wen Jiujiu during the day.

The third uncle shouted in panic: "Wen Tingzhi, are you crazy!"

Wen Tingzhi did not answer, but kept moving closer to his goal.

The third uncle also realized that Wen Tingzhi had no thoughts now and was just driven by obsession to accept his life.

He can even kill his own father, let alone an uncle he dislikes?

The third uncle turned around and ran away, but the black shadow quickly wrapped around his ankle and dragged him backwards, causing him to fall straight to the ground.

Looking back, Wen Tingzhi's body also changed.

Fur grew on his exposed skin, his ears grew longer and pointed like an animal, his nails became sharper, and behind him, a tail even appeared.

Wen Tingzhi now looked half human and half beast, strange and absurd.

The third uncle shouted in horror: "You are a monster! A monster!"

Wen Tingzhi had inhuman strength, so it was no wonder that he was able to kill one person after another silently.

The sharp claws directly cut through the third uncle's throat. He held the bleeding wound and made a painful sound of "hehe" in his throat. Finally, he lay on the ground and died without closing his eyes.

The girl running over shouted: "Dad!"

Wen Jiujiu looked at the scene in front of her in pain. She looked up again, shocked and frightened, "You killed my father..."

Wen Tingzhi was unmoved. He only said calmly: "Tweet, no one can stop us in the future."

Wen Jiujiu saw Wen Tingzhi, who was stained with blood, approaching her. She was so frightened that she stepped back, turned around and ran away in a hurry.

After turning a corner, she bumped into someone passing by.

The man helped her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

When Wen Jiujiu saw it was Zhou Xu, she seemed to have seen a savior she could rely on, "Zhou Xu! The murderer was my cousin. He killed my aunt and my father. He looked so scary!"

Wen Tingzhi has already caught up.

Zhou Xu was stunned for a moment when he saw Wen Tingzhi's appearance, but he quickly reacted and said: "Run!"

Wen Tingzhi's appearance is beyond the scope of human understanding at first glance. Although young people today do not believe in these strange powers and gods, the facts are already in front of them. If they don't run away, they will be fools.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, cries came from the main courtyard. I don't know if these cries were genuine cries. I was afraid that they might have disturbed Second Master Wen's peace when he left.

Although Mr. Wen told Bai Yao that there was no need to give him a ride, when he left, Bai Yao still stood in Mr. Wen's room and watched him take his last breath.

The second aunt and uncle were crying and muttering, "He died like this, what will happen to his inheritance?"

The second uncle cried for a while, and then whispered back: "How should I know?"

Wen Xiaorou stood on the outside and shed a few tears sincerely. When she first came here, he probably saw that she was timid, so Mr. Wen told her the story of his wife.

His wife traveled across the country to find him in this small place, and they lived here for decades. This was a very courageous thing.

Mr. Wen once said that maybe he didn't have as much courage as his wife.

"I'm not telling you this to give you the courage to pursue love like my wife. I just think that maybe you can be more courageous in other places."

Wen Xiaorou still remembers what the old man said to her. Now that the old man is gone, she feels that these words are clearer and more powerful.

At the moment when the old man passed away, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the most remote small yard, and the fallen leaves were flying, as if he was saying his final farewell on behalf of the deceased.

The window was pushed open, and the night breeze rushed in. The white of the man's long hair and the red of the robe seemed to be intertwined in the wind, warm and cold.

The white silk fell to the ground, stained with dust.

He opened his brown eyes, which were as bright as stars, clean and penetrating, and his slender white hands caught a fallen locust flower.

After many years, I saw the bright moon, the dark night, and the colors of the locust flowers again. These things seemed to be the same as before.

He was just slightly melancholy for a while, because the child who followed him to climb trees to retrieve bird eggs and go down rivers to catch fish was really gone.

But soon, his mood improved again.

"Yao Yao!"

He cheered, pushed open the door and walked out. His brisk footsteps stepped on the locust flowers that fell on the ground, as if he was running on the clouds.

When he passed the center of the courtyard, his footsteps stopped.

There is a dry well in the courtyard, which is covered with a stone slab. Over the years, the place has been submerged in dead leaves, making it inconspicuous.

But now, the stone slabs have been put down and the dead leaves are gone.

There was a rope tied to the dry well. Not long ago, someone might have taken something out of it.

He turned around as if feeling something, walked back, and pushed open the innermost room. The moment the door opened, the night wind poured in, and the wind chimes tinkled non-stop.

The moonlight invaded and fell on the house, moving little by little, and finally fell on the inner room.

There was a strange corpse lying there.

It was obviously the body of a child, but the head, hands and feet were changed into animal limbs, and the human child was forcibly transformed into the appearance of a beast, so this skeleton became particularly ridiculous.

This is an existence that even he himself would find disgusting and ugly.