Hu Ma was already numb.

He never imagined in his life that he would be scolded as a scumbag in someone's dream.

Even more so, he never imagined that he would live under the same roof with a ghastly and bizarre mother-in-law and a non-human little girl.

And even willingly…

When he had just woken up, he was still thinking about escaping, about figuring out this world, but now, he simply gave up.

Whatever the mother-in-law told him to do, he would do, obediently acting like a good grandson…

When the mother-in-law told him to eat meat, he would eat it in large mouthfuls.

Little Hong Tang was drooling so much beside him that it formed a small stream, but he still ate it all clean.

When the mother-in-law told him not to go out at night, he wouldn't leave the house, staying obediently in this small hut, even sneaking along the wall to pee.

As for number two, he held it in.

There was no helping it, the outside world was too dangerous…

Of course, he did have his own temper, and there were some things that the mother-in-law didn't allow him to do, but he still did them.

Like chores.

Although he didn't understand what the *taisui* meat was, Hu Ma gradually felt its extraordinary properties.

The wounds on his shoulders were very serious piercing wounds. When Little Hong Tang licked his wounds, the bleeding stopped, and he didn't feel much pain.

But that didn't heal the wounds, it was more like giving him anesthesia. His arms were still weak, and he felt a dull pain from time to time.

But after eating *taisui* meat for a few days in the village, the wounds healed at an outrageously fast rate.

That kind of *taisui* meat, once eaten, could quickly feel warm, spreading from the lower abdomen throughout the body.

The wounds also seemed to heal little by little under this warmth.

When he was lying down quietly, Hu Ma could even feel the granulation at the wounds slowly growing, connecting together.

In less than six or seven days, the wounds had already scabbed over, and seemed to be filled with new flesh and blood.

As his strength gradually recovered, he also became diligent, vying to sweep the floor, chop wood, wipe the table, and even carry water, hoping to leave a good impression on the mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law occasionally saw Hu Ma's hardworking back after taking a nap, and her eyes seemed a little complicated.

She advised Hu Ma to rest more and not to tire himself out, but Hu Ma just agreed. This was the only thing he had control over right now, how could he listen to her?

After all, no one knew what would happen in the future, and he wasn't sure how long he could hide his secret. Where he would go was even more confusing. Maybe if he behaved well now, he wouldn't be beaten to oblivion when his identity was exposed, right?

Life showed a little bit of eerie calm under the undercurrent.

An old woman, a young man, and a little ghost lived in this cramped house like a family.

Until he was awakened again by the thick dark red mist.

"I've come to that strange dream again?"

"…"

Hu Ma walked forward slowly, and once again saw the dilapidated incense table and the statue of the deity hidden in the shadows.

After a little observation, he was sure he wasn't dreaming.

The scene in this dream was exactly the same as last time, and the red incense stick that he had inserted into the incense burner last time was now neatly inserted in the incense burner, smoke curling and slowly dissipating.

If it was really a dream, how could it be so real, and the scenes were connected?

If this dream was real, then the call he heard in the dream at that time was also real?

"Huh?"

While thinking about this question, Hu Ma suddenly noticed that there was still a little change in the incense burner. Last time, he clearly remembered that the incense stick was almost burned out, but this time, it was actually longer, about two fingers long.

"How can it be longer after burning for a few days?"

This vague discovery made him feel a little surprised in his heart.

He didn't understand the principle, but he knew that lighting this incense stick might still allow him to hear the call from last time.

Admittedly, this seemed like a very dangerous thing.

In this bizarre world, he should be careful no matter what he encountered.

But now, the depressing and eerie life he was living had already driven him crazy, okay?

He wouldn't let go of even a straw.

Without much thought, Hu Ma slowly picked up the incense stick and slowly inserted it into the burner.

He had made up his mind, at most he would listen for a while longer and make a judgment.

Like last time, the incense stick was inserted into the burner, burning spontaneously without fire, and the curling smoke drifted into the red mist, but it didn't dissipate. Instead, it slowly rotated, like a tiny snake, wandering in the dark red mist.

Vaguely, Hu Ma felt that the smoke from the incense stick seemed to have its own life, searching for something for him.

He patiently held his breath and waited.

There was clearly no wind around, but the smoke seemed to be blown by the wind, changing its shape from left to right from time to time.

Until, after about a minute, Hu Ma suddenly heard a vague sound.

The smoke from the incense stick trembled slightly, gradually stabilized, and became a line, connecting to a certain direction in the thick fog.

At the same time, the voice became clear again:

"Code name Erguotou, calling for transmigrators in Laoyin Mountain, can anyone hear me?"

"Repeating, Laoyin Mountain calling for transmigrators, can anyone hear me?"

"…"

Hu Ma's heart trembled.

If last time he had only suddenly heard it and then woke up, then this time it was extremely clear.

Clear and real.

This was still the same voice as last time, but it sounded like it had a bit more fatigue than last time.

He was calling urgently, seemingly a little desperate.

"…Damn it, are they all dead? Not even one person can hear me?"

"The incense stick is almost burned out, last call…"

"…"

Hearing the words "last call," Hu Ma's heart moved slightly, and he tentatively opened his mouth:

"I received it, you are…"

"…"

After saying these words, he held his breath, unsure if the other party could hear him.

But then, the voice followed, full of surprise, and even the straight wisp of smoke trembled:

"Sure enough, there's someone, I knew there wasn't only one transmigrator in this ghostly mountain…"

"Brother, save me…"

"…"

"?"

Hu Ma never expected the other party's response to be so down-to-earth. He hesitated for a moment and said, "First, who are you?"

"Who else can you contact?"

The other party's voice seemed a little anxious: "The unlucky ghost who fell into this bizarre world?"

"Brother, I'm in Fox Coffin Village in Laoyin Mountain, are you far from me? Or, if you can control ghosts, send me some life-saving things, talismans, *taisui*, old objects are all fine…"

"…"

"Unlucky ghost?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Ma was a little surprised, hearing important information from his words:

"There are many people who have come to this world?"

"…"

The question he subconsciously asked caused the other party to suddenly fall silent for a long time before saying in a strange tone:

"You are…"

"…"

Hu Ma was a little unsure, and replaced his answer with silence.

"Hoo…"

The other party's voice suddenly seemed a little lost: "I encountered a little trouble, I thought I could find someone to help, but I didn't expect it to be a newbie. It seems like I'm doomed this time. I can only blame myself for being greedy, thinking about taking all the benefits for myself…"

"No, what's going on here?"

Listening to the other party's dejected muttering, Hu Ma became a little anxious: "Where exactly are we?"

"Brother, we all want to know what's going on, and we also want to know where this is."

The other party's voice seemed a little tired, sighing, "I don't know about you, but the few people I contacted, everyone came to this ghostly world as soon as they opened their eyes."

"Here, it's really too dangerous. *Taisui* is born, evil spirits are everywhere, hundreds of ghosts are passing through, monsters are in groups. This is basically hell, and hell isn't as terrifying as this place, nor does it have so many bizarre things!"

Hu Ma thought of the white-faced men, upright sheep, and mermaid he had seen, and understood deeply.

He asked an urgent question: "Then what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Live, that's all…"

The other party's voice was a little disheartened, saying, "Worship gods when you see gods, hide from ghosts when you see ghosts, and learn skills if you have the ability…"

"Of course, the most important thing is to never let anyone discover your true identity, otherwise, the ending will be worse than encountering a ghost…"

"…"

"True identity?"

Hu Ma felt like there was a mess in his head, and could only mechanically ask: "What will happen if they find out?"

"You're a complete newbie, brother…"

The other party seemed a little absurd listening to Hu Ma's words, and laughed bitterly twice, saying, "This world is very scary, right?"

Did that even need to be said?

Since coming to this world, he hadn't slept peacefully, and hadn't even left the village.

"This world is full of weirdness, full of terrible things, there are bizarre meat mountains, seductive evil spirits, and black wind disasters that seize everyone's souls, the legendary Yellow Springs Road…"

Before Hu Ma could answer, the other party said helplessly, "But can you imagine that the people in this world are most afraid of us!"

"Us?"

Hu Ma couldn't understand for a moment: "Why are they afraid of us?"

"They think we are Yin Ghosts!"

That person's voice seemed to carry some helplessness, and also some resentful gloominess: "Evil ghosts crawling out of hell, seizing living people's bodies, and hiding in the human world."

"They regard us as the most terrifying evil spirits!"

"Once they discover our true identities, they will draw out our souls and peel off our bones, leaving nothing but dregs…"