My lady, don't be angry. I'm letting you touch my big tail.

Upon further inquiry, Qiao Yi learned that there was only one family in the village with the surname Shen.

What Old Man Qiao saw last night was most likely the spirit of Aunt Shen.

A screen sent as a gift to a dead person?

There must be something wrong with that.

However, this anomaly is not on the map. There are no new red dots on the map, which means... that the two anomalies took the initiative to attack on their own.

"Great, you've come straight to my place."

Qiao Yi thought that Aunt Shen's soul must have been hidden or captured by something, preventing them from leaving the village.

She turned and closed the door, then looked at the screen again.

Hua Ran had already propped herself up on the bed, her fragrant shoulders half-exposed.

"My lady... is there something wrong with this screen? I can't see anything wrong with it."

"Yes, look at the edge, there are handprints."

You have to look closely to see it; it's near the wooden board.

A human handprint, but very small, about one-fifth the size of Joey's palm.

"What the hell is this?"

However, Joey knew that whatever it was, she would have to contend with it.

"Joe... Oh, Dad, don't make lunch. I'll eat breakfast now and then go to sleep. Come here, I have something for you."

Joey took a worn-out sachet from Old Man Joe's dressing table and pricked her fingertip with a needle, letting a drop of blood drip onto it.

I don't know what's behind this screen, but if I give Old Man Qiao a drop of blood, he can stay in his bedroom and I can protect him.

after all……

The original owner's memories of Old Man Joe were very warm and happy.

Her father would carry her to seek medical treatment in the heavy snow.

He would pat her while she slept.

I made her lots of delicious food.

He went from never knowing how to sew a single stitch to working day and night so that she could wear nice clothes.

Joey closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Old Man Qiao came up to her and asked, "Yiyi, what's wrong?"

"Here you go. Tonight, take all your food and drinks to your room and don't come out no matter what noise you hear. You must never leave this sachet with you."

"what?"

“You must listen to me. If you don’t do as I say and lose this sachet, you will be causing my death a second time.”

Upon hearing this, Old Man Qiao panicked.

"I promise I won't make that stupid mistake again!"

He thought for a moment and then said, "Is something wrong? Yiyi, I know you were able to come back alive this time because of the help of the Fox Fairy, but don't rush ahead in everything. I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Joey nodded, saying she knew what she was doing.

After that, Joey sat down in a chair and closed her eyes to rest.

Hua Ran snorted.

Pull your clothes up to cover your shoulders.

"You stinky screen, you're ruining my good time!"

Without this stinky screen, Hua Ran might still want to flirt with his wife again, and maybe they could hug and kiss again.

The more yang energy, the better.

Thinking of this, Hua Ran glanced at Qiao Yi's kidneys.

"Little girl, your kidneys are pretty good!"

And so, day faded away and night came.

The hail outside grew heavier and heavier, pounding the muddy ground with holes.

Hua Ran was awakened by the even smaller yet sharper sound of the hail.

He slightly opened his eyes and muttered, "What is that? It's chattering so loudly that even the sound of hail can't be drowned out."

The room was dimly lit by candles.

The fine screen still stands there.

Hua Ran was thirsty and went to the table to pour herself some water, but suddenly heard something dart past her from behind.

It also let out a "hee hee" laugh.

"This……"

Hua Ran turned around, but there was nothing there.

The wife might mishear; he's a fox, he would never mishear.

Just as Hua Ran was about to listen more carefully, a "hee hee" laugh suddenly came from behind the screen.

Hua Ran immediately moved closer to the screen, and suddenly, a tiny bloody handprint appeared on the white screen.

"what!"

Hua Ran was startled.

Inside, there was a palm-sized figure covered in blood, with a completely bald head revealing its veins, about to emerge from behind the screen with a ferocious expression.

"Hehe~hehe~"

That's not a miniature version of a person at all.

Because their limbs are all hands, and they have no feet.

Hua Ran frowned and reached out to press down on the middle area to prevent it from coming out.

Unexpectedly, the little figures inside let out a loud cry and began to pour out from the gaps in the screen.

That's right, it's a surge, not just one, but many.

"Ahhh!"

Hua Ran was so frightened that he couldn't move, and one of the little figures even tried to pounce on his face with a "giggle".

Fortunately, Joey slammed the teacup on the table, sending the little man flying.

Even when hit, the little man still laughs.

Jump to a higher place.

Joey grabbed Hua Ran's hand.

"What are you standing there for? You're a spirit, after all. If you can't hold it down, can't you dodge?"

"I...I've never seen this before."

The little figures moved quickly, and in no time they had gathered in a small group, spreading from the screen to the roof. They even climbed onto the table with a smug look on their faces, leaving bloody handprints everywhere they went.

Hua Ran wanted to get an umbrella from the bedside; they couldn't stay in this room any longer, so they had to go outside.

However, as soon as the blanket was lifted, even more little people popped out.

"ah!"

Hua Ran quickly shrank back into Qiao Yi's arms.

Joey said, "Don't even think about going out. There's more to it outside."

"what?"

Hua Ran pushed open the window. Under the salty, bloody rain, the entire courtyard was filled with these little people. They kept laughing as they climbed onto the roof, the "crackling" sound of bricks and tiles spreading all the way.

This made Hua Ran involuntarily tilt her head back.

"They're outside too, aren't they the ones that come out from behind the screen?"

"Yes, the blood mist on the bed must have been from the daytime, while the blood outside must have fallen off the screen last night when it was delivered."

Joey remained calm and composed.

She spoke to the system with her consciousness: "This is a technique. Tongtong, begin purifying my yang energy to create weapons."

"Understood~ Same as always, at this level, the Foundation Sword is sufficient, right, Baozi~"

At this moment, Joey called out to the screen, "Sir, please show yourself. The sooner we finish this, the sooner we can go to sleep. Don't waste time."

As a result, blood streaks began to appear on the screen.

It looks as if a hand is holding a brush dipped in blood and writing.

Soon a Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared on the screen, but unfortunately, it was incomplete.

However, Joey understood as well.

"You want to test me, huh? Fine, then I'll play along!"

Just then, the system within his consciousness said, "Baby, the yang energy purification is complete."

Joey reached behind her and drew a crimson sword formed from spiritual energy.

Hua Ran was stunned by what she saw.

Joey, however, simply planted the sword in the ground.

In an instant, all the little people around scattered and cried out.

Within a one-meter radius of this sword, no ghost or monster dares to enter.

Joey chuckled, "You think that's all? If I don't move, I can protect this piece of land, but if I do move, then... it'll all burn down."

After saying that, Qiao Yi channeled some Yang energy into her right palm and slammed it onto the hilt of the Dingji Sword.

In an instant, flames engulfed the entire room, burning the little figures to ashes in minutes.

Hua Ran covered her mouth, "My wife... is so cool..."