Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

On the mahogany sofa in the living room lay the body of an old man who had been dead for who knows how long!

Beneath the swollen and rotten flesh were wriggling maggots and startled flies.

The chest of the corpse was a mess of blood and flesh, and his internal organs had been hollowed out with some sharp weapon.

On the desk by the window, the light of the oil lamp swayed gently, flickering, as if it might go out at any time, and the old radio was still playing opera.

Xia Li was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, followed by physiological nausea. She covered her mouth and almost vomited.

Just as she turned around, a pair of rotten and swollen arms, with flesh and blood filled with maggots, were placed on her shoulders from behind.

"My dear granddaughter... you finally come back... are you leaving so soon..."

The soft whispering close to his ear, accompanied by an extremely unpleasant stench of decay, made Xia Li feel a chill running straight to the top of his head.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Her phone vibrated repeatedly. She didn't know who was calling. An invisible big hand knocked her phone down and the screen shattered like a spider web.

The next moment, the sharp sound of electric current pierced through her ears, as if a steel needle had pierced her from the top of her head. The indescribable pain made her scream miserably, and then her eyes went black and she fainted on the spot.

In the endless darkness, Xia Li was in a trance, and a biting coldness enveloped her whole body.

The moon...turned red...

Why are there three blood moons?

[Am I... dead?]

There are three blood moons in the sky, looming and appearing, as red as blood, red and evil, exuding ominousness.

【Help……】

Xia Li couldn't shout or move. She felt suffocated as if she was drowning. Fear, anxiety and other emotions spread in her heart. This feeling was even more terrifying than sleep paralysis.

"chi"

A crisp shattering sound was heard in the silent darkness, and a bright light burst out from her wrist, enveloping her whole body and dispelling the cold and darkness.

……

An unknown amount of time had passed before Xia Li fell out of the dead silence and darkness, landing heavily on the ground. The noisy chirping of insects in the fields and the barking of dogs could be heard in the distance.

The cold wind cuts through the body like a knife, causing pain all over.

The night sky seemed to be covered with a red veil, and three blood moons, as red as flowing blood, hung there quietly, looking indescribably evil.

Xia Li took a deep breath, quickly sat up, and checked every part of her body.

There were no injuries, and the shark backpack he was carrying was still slung across his body, but his cell phone was not with him.

Xia Li rubbed her temples lightly, her head still aching slightly.

There was a smell of blood in the air. She suddenly looked up and looked forward. Her sight froze instantly and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Under the influence of the three blood moons, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood.

Just fifty meters ahead, there was a small village. On the muddy village road, dead bodies dressed in ancient coarse cloth were hung on bamboo poles on both sides!

From a distance, one could see the hair of the corpses fluttering in the cold wind, revealing their hideous faces, their bulging eyeballs as if about to squeeze out of their eye sockets, and their cracked mouth corners raised to the back of their ears, forming an extremely weird and creepy smile.

This strange scene made Xia Li's scalp tingle, and her palms and back were covered in cold sweat.

Just then, she heard a strange noise and saw a living person hanging on a bamboo pole!

He was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a light gray Taoist robe. At this moment, he held the red rope around his neck tightly with both hands, and kicked his legs hard and shook his body, trying to break the bamboo pole with gravity and inertia.

"help me……"

Obviously, the young Taoist priest also noticed Xia Li and struggled to squeeze out a cry for help from his throat.

Xia Li didn't move at all, she was hesitating.

The unfamiliar environment is full of weirdness and ominousness, and it is obviously not wise to meddle in other people's affairs.

But if we rescue him, maybe we can learn something from him.

After a brief thought, Xia Li finally decided to save people first.

When we entered the village, the dirt road was muddy and covered with blood. The smell of blood was strong. The doors and windows of the earthen houses on both sides were tightly closed, but a faint yellow light was shining through. We didn't know if there was anyone inside, or whether the people inside were still alive.

Xia Li didn't dare to think too deeply about it. She suppressed the fear in her heart and rushed quickly towards the place where the young Taoist priest was hanging.

Suddenly, the two corpses, which should have been facing away from her, turned around swayingly.

The cold wind blew up the messy hair covering her face, and two strange ghost faces, which were white to purple and covered with bloodshot, were grinning at her miserably.

【Fuck you! 】

Xia Li was so frightened by this scene that she almost burst into a curse. She quickly glanced around and saw an axe in front of the door of a house. She picked it up and held it in her hand to give herself courage.

She walked straight to the bamboo pole on which the young Taoist priest was hung, kicked it hard and broke it, causing the young Taoist priest to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Give me!"

The young Taoist priest stood up, grabbed the hatchet, and cut the red thread on his neck.

Silently, another red line came out of the darkness and quickly wrapped around Xia Li's neck. She dodged to the side as quickly as possible, but her left hand was still entangled and she was dragged forward by a huge force.

Xia Li was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed a cracked corner of the wall nearby and took a bow stance to wrestle with the other end of the red line.

The red string was getting tighter and tighter, almost cutting Xia Li's wrist, digging into her flesh and causing unbearable pain.

On the other side, the young Taoist priest got up from the ground, just glanced at Xia Li, and fled out of the village without looking back.

【This ungrateful bastard! 】

Xia Li cursed inwardly, took a lunge stance, exerted force with her hips, lowered her center of gravity, freed one hand and fumbled for a utility knife from her shark backpack, gritted her teeth and cut the red line.

However, what she didn't expect was that she couldn't cut the red thread as thin as a hair!

To be more precise, the utility knife cannot touch this red line at all.

Xia Li saw with her own eyes that the utility knife went straight through the red line without touching any real object.

how so? !

Xia Li's eyes were full of surprise and doubt. The red thread was clearly wrapped around her wrist, and the pain as if her skin was being cut was enough to prove that it was real, but why couldn't the utility knife touch the real object?

The red line was getting tighter and tighter, leaving blood marks on Xia Li's fair wrists. She was unable to resist the force at the other end and was dragged forward little by little.

She quickly glanced around and her eyes fell on a hatchet not far away. The young Taoist priest had just used this hatchet to cut the red thread wrapped around his neck.

The utility knife couldn't touch these red lines, so Xia Li could only pin her hopes on this hatchet.

The hatchet was only half a meter away from her. Just as she tried to reach out to grab it, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a fire appearing at the village entrance from the corner of her eye. At the same time, the red rope that was wrapped around her wrist was getting tighter and tighter, as if frightened by something, and suddenly retracted and disappeared.