Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

It's amazing that ghosts and monsters exist in the world!

He took me back to a nearby village, a place teeming with ghosts and monsters. They showed me a bizarre and fantastical world, a world full of ghosts and monsters, where a human was their ancestor.

Although I've never met him, I'm curious about this old man who's over two hundred years old.

The next day, when the police followed the trail of blood to me, I claimed that it was a villager who had saved me.

The village only had elderly people and children, so they had to take me to the hospital.

I'm not going because I don't have the money.

If I go to the hospital, I'll have to say goodbye to the university I've always dreamed of attending.

After several attempts to deflect the question, I finally told the truth. I was quite frank; it was the truth, so why couldn't I say it?

Several police officers paid my medical expenses in advance and kindly introduced me to a job tutoring children.

After a month in the hospital, my injuries were almost completely healed. It's ironic that someone as filthy as me could have such tenacious vitality.

After being discharged from the hospital, I didn't go to work immediately, but instead went to that dilapidated little village.

I finally met that elderly man.

He sat in a large pot, unable to go anywhere, and lived a painful life like that.

Could it be that he also has some obsession? He refuses to die until he finishes it, and thus he endures the pain of living on.

I sympathize with him, and I am grateful to him. If it weren't for him, I would have died long ago. My resentment, pain, struggle, and hope would all have become a joke.

After that, I often taught the children in the village on weekends, and spent the rest of my time working.

School has started! University life is so different from that small county town. Everyone's face is beaming with smiles, as if the world is at peace and everyone is happy, pursuing their own dreams.

I pretended to be cheerful, wanting to fit in with them and start a new life for myself.

That day, I saw him for the first time.

He was wearing a pink and white casual outfit, and he looked so good that he radiated light.

At that time, I thought, if there are gods in this world, they probably look like this!

He dropped a bombshell on me the moment we met. He said he was reborn and told me a love story involving three people.

The story was so bizarre and melodramatic that it was clearly half-hearted.

I was dumbfounded, thinking he was out of his mind. Or perhaps he was just after his own health.

Because I have no other skills, and I grew up in a garbage dump. I have nothing but a healthy body.

But who could remain unmoved by someone like that? I admit, my heart pounded fiercely at his lies.

That evening, I asked my senior to check the archives. He was an orphan, with no parents. No wonder his face was so cold and expressionless.

Even with a cold expression, he was still extremely handsome. All the beautiful words in the world could be used to describe him, because he deserved them.

He came to see me again, and I was overjoyed. But there were so many people surrounding him, which made me jealous, angry, and... want to go crazy.

My first half of life was lonely and miserable, and now I've finally met someone. It feels like God is compensating me for what I've been through. How could I allow anyone to covet or spy on me?

When people ask me about Hongyun, I tell them he's a distant relative. But what I really want to tell them is that he's my boyfriend, my lover, and my future partner.

But I can't say it!

I've experienced the ugliness of human nature firsthand in the first half of my life.

Hongyun was so dazzling that she attracted attention wherever she went, and people wanted to stick their eyes on her.

I felt both helpless and worried, wishing I could enter the hall of marriage right now and walk the path of life together.

That was Hongyun's first and last time entering this village.

I didn't want Hongyun to see such ugly things, yet I also hoped he could discover how unique he was in his interactions with ghosts and monsters. This would help me calm my inner unease and anxiety.

Hongyun returned; he was invited back by his master. I don't know what they talked about, but the ghosts and monsters outside disappeared overnight, and his master also passed away.

An elderly man, of very ordinary appearance, was now beside the children. If there was anything different about him, it was that he was unusually short!

It seemed like Hongyun did this specifically to get to know me and then follow me to solve that problem in that small mountain village. After we returned, he disappeared.

The only things left for me are probably that villa and this small safety amulet in my hand.

Lin Fan stayed and continued working as the butler at the villa. I knew he wasn't doing it for me, but for that person.

Hongyun had hundreds of millions in her account, and I suddenly became a rich woman. I no longer had to go out to work, go hungry, or suffer scorn.

At first, Lin Fan always looked at me with an envious, jealous, and resentful gaze. Then he would sigh with a sense of loss, as if expressing endless helplessness.

He's not as impulsive as he was at the beginning; he's matured a lot all of a sudden.

As I got to know Lin Fan better, I gradually noticed many things that were off. Under pressure, Lin Fan, for reasons I didn't understand, told me everything.

So, Hongyun wasn't human after all!

This explains his composure when facing ghosts and monsters, as well as his sudden appearances and disappearances.

In my spare time from studying agricultural production, I began to study ghosts, gods, and Buddhas.

Because I had Hongyun's hundreds of millions left to me, I developed a machine that discovered the local earth god. Upon questioning, he told me everything.

The thought that he used the legendary ginseng fruit to exchange for his own lifelong well-being brought tears to my eyes for the first time in my life.

It turns out he didn't not love me, nor was he using me; he had his own compelling reasons for leaving.

I understood his bitter, forced smile at the school gate. Our meeting was destined to be our parting. Regardless of his reasons for approaching me, my heart had long since forgiven him.

I worked even harder on my research, hoping that through my efforts, I could shorten the distance between us.

After five years of meticulous research, I have discovered a shocking secret.

This world is enveloped in immense energy; if this barrier is breached, humanity will be plunged into endless catastrophe.

I want to break down the barriers at all costs, just like I once poisoned my own parents.

As long as I am happy, I don't care about the misery of others.

But I didn't do it.

There are so many lovely people in the world, and I can't bear to ruin all of this because of my own suffering.

In the end, I had to swallow this bitter pill, a pill stained with blood and tears, all by myself.

You're on that side, and I'm on this side, yet it feels like we're from two different worlds.

Red clouds!

We will never meet again in this lifetime.