I've spread the Heaven and Earth realms throughout the God-Slaying World.

A biting wind was blowing, and the sky was gradually darkening.

"Um... sir, this is my underpass..."

A ragged young girl, clutching a bundle of withered branches and leaves tightly in her arms, walked over timidly.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered in dirt, and her eyes held a hint of wariness.

The little beggar spoke timidly.

"No, no... Of course you can sleep there too... What I mean is, could you save me a spot, just a little bit?"

As she spoke, she stole a glance at the person in front of her and bit her chapped lips.

"I'm going to stay here for three nights."

Lu Baoyou glanced at the other person, took out a crumpled banknote from her pocket, and handed it over with both hands. The banknote swayed slightly in the wind.

Upon learning of the holiday, Lu Baoyou was somewhat depressed, unlike the others who were happy.

He had come to Beijing by working odd jobs, and when he left the training camp, he only had thirty-three yuan left...

But how do you get him to ask for a loan?

Impossible, completely impossible!

It's only three days, I can just bear with it and it will pass. I can even take the opportunity to practice more.

Click!Click!

The little beggar rubbed the flint repeatedly, and the sparks finally ignited the dry branch. With a whoosh, flames rose up, and the orange light flickered on the cave wall, dispelling some of the wind and frost.

The little beggar sat with his knees drawn up to his chest, glancing at Lu Baoyou every now and then. Finally, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"How did you lose your eyes?"

"........."

The moment the words left his mouth, the air seemed to freeze instantly, with only the occasional crackling of firewood.

Lu Baoyou stiffened and remained silent, the atmosphere around her growing increasingly heavy.

at the same time.

In Shangjing City, the extravagant atmosphere of the Heaven on Earth branch permeated every inch of the air.

Inside the private room, steam was rising, and Fang Mo and her siblings, including Su Zhe, were sitting around a mahjong table, comfortably soaking their feet.

The crisp sound of mahjong tiles clashing against each other echoed through the private room, mingling with the cheerful laughter and occasional sighs of frustration from the group.

Su Zhe stared at the cards, his eyes filled with conflict. He gritted his teeth and played a card. Fang Mo and Su Yuan exchanged a glance and shouted at the same time.

"eat!"

Su Yuan sneered: "You fat otaku, your strategy has been the same for decades. We can guess it with our eyes closed. You might as well just give us the chips."

Su Zhe frowned: "Can't you wish me well for once?"

Su Yuan curled his lip: "With your card skills, you expect me to praise you? Don't even dream about it."

As the game progressed, Su Zhe had very few chips left.

He grew increasingly anxious, his hand trembling as he played his card. Just as he played it, Fang Mo cried out.

"Wow! A pure suit!"

Su Zhe stared wide-eyed, slumped in his chair, and felt like crying but had no tears.

"Oh no, I'm not getting any red envelopes this year."

Immediately, the group started chatting while playing mahjong, until they came up with Lu Baoyou.

Su Zhe spoke as he gathered up the few remaining chips.

"Don't you think he looks a lot like the second version of the arrogant guy?"

Su Yuan's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly, "That's right, that's right, that demeanor and style of doing things really have a bit of that arrogant guy's shadow."

Fang Mo frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"That's somewhat true, but Lu Baoyou is more..."

"More what?"

"He's so stubborn. Even though he doesn't have a place to live, he still insists on staying... Maybe he's living under a bridge now."

"........."

Just as the group was playing around, the lights in the private room suddenly went out, and in an instant, the entire space was plunged into complete darkness.

"power cut?"

Su Yuan's voice carried a hint of doubt and wariness in the darkness.

"do not know."

boom! boom! boom!

A dull knocking sound suddenly came from outside the private room. In the thick darkness, it sounded extremely eerie, as if some uninvited guest was eager to break in.

Clang!

Fang Mo reacted quickly, reaching out to slap the black box beside her. A straight knife instantly came out of its sheath, the blade faintly reflecting a cold light in the darkness.

He walked towards the door wearing flip-flops, the flip-flops making a "pat-pat" sound as they hit the ground.

Seeing this, Su Yuan and Su Zhe immediately sprang into action, each grabbing whatever was conveniently at hand.

Using the faint light from their phone screens, the three exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying a tacit understanding, and then abruptly flung open the door.

"No?"

Su Zhe was taken aback, his eyes searching hard in the darkness, but he couldn't find anyone.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and made a self-deprecating remark.

"You scare yourself."

boom!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the moment Su Zhe finished speaking, two eerie red lights appeared on the wall behind them without warning.

A distorted, ferocious-looking wooden puppet, like a spider poised to pounce, launched itself forward with an extremely bizarre and swift motion.

Before anyone could even react, they pounced straight at Su Zhe.

"what!"

Su Zhe only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before he was hit hard by the puppet and sent flying.

The immense impact sent his body flying through the window like a cannonball, leaving behind a trail of shattered glass that gleamed coldly in the darkness.

"go!"

The moment Fang Mo and Su Yuan locked eyes, their resolute gazes met. Without hesitation, they shot out of the broken window like two black arrows, chasing after the shadowy figure carrying Su Zhe.

The inky night was like a thick curtain, and the city's colorful neon lights flickered in the distance, but could not illuminate this remote corner.

After landing, the grotesque wooden puppet, like a mad beast, quickly darted into a dark alleyway filled with the smell of decay.

Fang Mo lightly touched the ground with her toes and took the lead, chasing after him like a ghost...

The narrow alley was piled with clutter, and a musty smell of decay filled the air.

The puppet suddenly turned around, its eyes flashing red light like two burning will-o'-the-wisps. It let out a sharp roar, like a black cannonball, and pounced viciously towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo's expression was cold and stern as he drew his sword to defend himself.

clang!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the enormous impact sent electric shocks through his body, making his hands go numb.

"Peak of the Pool Realm! This monster is incredibly strong!" Fang Mo said through gritted teeth in a low voice.

Taking advantage of the situation, Su Yuan launched a swift attack from the side, his short dagger flashing with cold light as he thrust it straight at the puppet's joints.

The puppet reacted with lightning speed, dodging the fierce attack with a nimble, ghostly movement, its long tail sweeping towards Su Yuan like a steel whip.

Su Yuan was unable to dodge in time and tripped over the debris.

"careful!"

Fang Mo shouted loudly, like a tiger descending a mountain, wielding his straight knife with impenetrable speed and gleaming light as he frantically attacked the wooden puppet.

His roar was thunderous, buying Su Yuan time to get up.

The puppet was temporarily suppressed by Fang Mo's fierce offensive and was unable to break free for a while.

The two worked together more and more seamlessly, gradually gaining the upper hand, while Fang Mo spotted an opening.

"It's now!"

He rushed forward with lightning speed, his long sword, imbued with immense force, piercing the puppet's back.

The puppet struggled frantically, emitting a sharp, owl-like cry. The red light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and like a puppet with its strings cut, it collapsed to the ground, motionless.

.........

(I need to speed up the pace of this book, after all, I only have one year left before graduation, and I need good grades if I want to make a living as an online novelist...)