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When he leaped far away, it wasn't something that a normal person could jump into. I hastily followed behind him, only to see that he was still hugging the chicken as he jumped onto the tree in front of the courtyard. With a strange chuckle, he scampered to the entrance before disappearing from sight.

I still wanted to chase after him, but Yang Qunmei held the baby and ran out anxiously, "Stop chasing him, he'll be back after he finishes eating."

When he turned around to look at her, he saw that her face was covered in tears. The child in his arms was already crying loudly from fright.

After coaxing the child, she used the boiled pork ribs soup to make rice for him to eat, while I cooked the White Lotus Stir-Fried Vegetables and listened to what she had to say about the past.

She said she didn't know that she had met her husband in Zhejiang, when she was working at the shoe factory, where he was pushing a cart and selling supper. Business was good and she was honest. After chasing her for half a year, she agreed.

This kind of thing was very normal, even Hu Jun did this.

However, she used to be curious. Her husband wouldn't go home during the holidays, much less call home. He would even be the only one to take care of the children.

When he asked her more questions, he got angry and told her not to ask about it because he had a lot of food for her to eat.

She had thought that she was at most at odds with the family, but when she had given birth to her third child, he suddenly told her one day that he was going home because all his family had died.

When he returned, he found out that it was because his father-in-law had gone crazy and bit his mother-in-law to death.

According to the villagers, her parents-in-law gave birth to five children, her husband being the second oldest. He didn't know why, but he was sent to his aunt who worked in Zhejiang Province as soon as the first month arrived, where his husband had always been raised.

As for the other four children, one of them drowned in a water falling tank, another suddenly disappeared, while the other two were killed by something. It was said that by the time they found out, not much of their flesh was left, and their stomachs had been dug out.

Even more tragic was that her mother-in-law had also died in such a manner.

Because there were only two people in the house, her father was usually no different from a normal person once he had gone crazy. When the villagers realized that I didn't see her mother-in-law and smelled a strange smell coming from the house, her mother-in-law had already been dead for who knows how long.

The body was chopped into several chunks and placed in the refrigerator. Her father-in-law ate a large chunk of meat from the fridge three times a day, and it wasn't the corpse that stank, but the bones he left behind.

When the police brought people to collect the bodies in the refrigerator, the father-in-law rushed over screaming, bit two policemen, tried to snatch back the bodies of his mother-in-law, was knocked unconscious, and then crashed into a wall and died in the police station.

Yang Qunmei had watched the surveillance and said that her father-in-law had suddenly gone crazy and crashed into the wall. His brain went blank for a moment and even the police said that they had never seen something like this.

When she returned to the village, she found that the villagers were all afraid of their family. When they saw her, they circled around and waited for her to pass, but then pointed at her with sympathy in their eyes.

Later on, she slowly got to know that her husband's house seemed to have inherited a mental illness. According to the oldest people in the village, this was already the fourth generation.

Every generation would send a boy out to be raised before the age of thirty, and the others would be bitten to death and eaten by that generation of men.

However, the strange thing was that only one man from each generation had been able to escape. The others would return no matter where they went, and they would never be able to escape.

At first, Yang Qunmei did not believe her, she thought that this was just a legend, even if she was insane, she did not eat from her own clan. Her father-in-law was at most an exception, but when she said it to her husband, he got angry.

Then she suddenly remembered that her husband was almost thirty this year, so one day she took him to a medical examination to find out if he was insane. Her husband was furious, but for the sake of his family, he still went.

There was no mental illness in the examination, but the stress level was a little too high.

She also didn't see anything wrong with her husband. Plus, her parents-in-law had also left a sum of money, so the two of them thought that it was just the couple quarrelling and didn't take it too seriously.

She wanted to wait for her home to settle down and deal with whatever could be handled before going to Zhejiang, but she didn't expect that her husband's thirtieth birthday would come.

After that, it started to change slowly. First, it was the taste. Every time she ate, she would think that the meat she fried was too old, so when she kissed the same bed at night, it would become a bite.

One time when she looked at Xiao Bao, her husband's eyes were actually releasing a fierce light, and almost pushed Xiao Bao down from the third floor, and it was Yang Qunmei who stopped him.

Yang Qunmei was also afraid, she sent the two children to the town for lodging, while she and Xiao Bao stayed with her. But a few days ago, she realised that her husband liked eating raw meat.

While cooking, he grabbed a piece of raw meat and ran off. As he ran, he continued to eat. Just like today, after he finished eating, he would come back in the dark and ask him about nothing.

She went online to check that it was a heterophagy and schizophrenia. She forcefully dragged her husband in to check, but didn't find anything. She didn't go crazy watching raw meat outside.

When she thought about living outside and buying a ticket to Zhejiang, she found that her husband would be in a frenzy whenever it was dark. He would run around randomly like a mad cat and scream non-stop, running towards home when she wasn't paying attention.

Later, she tried to get into the car during the day, but her husband went crazy at night and jumped off the bus and came back, and at home, when he saw raw meat, his eyes would light up and he wouldn't eat raw meat. At night, he would hug her and bite her.

She also gradually discovered that at night, when she wasn't coming back, she would be flustered, as if something was scratching at her heart. Even her children were starting to have this reaction, and only her eldest son was feeling better.

He had previously invited people to take a look at it and drank some water to skip the burning incense, but it was all useless. His family's second son was a girl and came back from school one night saying that it was very uncomfortable, but he just wanted to go home.

She was afraid that her family would end up like her parents-in-law. She asked a lot of people to gather information about the family. She had spent a lot of money just to find a master, but it was all to no avail.

I also feel that this matter is very strange, especially since it is passed down in my family, which makes it even more troublesome.

The inheritance of mental illness was understandable, but how could Yang Qunmei, who wasn't blood related to her husband, have such a feeling when she wasn't home at night?

If it was inherited, why didn't any of the older sons have one?

No matter if it was Yang Qunmei or her husband, neither of them had any Yin Qi or anything else attached to their bodies.

After Yang Qunmei fed the child, he coaxed the child to sleep with a worried look on his face.

Bai He, who was cooking, looked at me with a face full of shock after she left. Even her hands were trembling as she said embarrassedly, "I didn't think that this would be so troublesome. It's so … heavy and bloody."

I smiled at her, who knows, but maybe Yang Qunmei didn't want to tell her, because he was afraid that she would be too scared to tell me, so he didn't tell her.

After seeing the scene where Bai He ate the chicken raw, all of the dishes cooked by Bai He were vegetarian. However, I didn't feed her anything. All I could see was her mouth filled with fresh red blood and meat.

Bai He originally wanted to stay, but firstly, she was scared. Secondly, she had matters to attend to at the store. After eating dinner, she looked at me embarrassedly and took a bus back.

Yang Qunmei looked at me, his face full of resignation. "If you're afraid, then go back, I —"

As she spoke, tears flowed down her face. She stuffed her youngest son into my arms and said, "I resigned myself to my fate even if I died. I was blind and disregarded the consequences. I only wanted Immortal Lady to save my child."

The child in his arms did not understand and seeing his mother push him out, he cried out in fear and shouted, "Don't! "No!"

I didn't have the heart to bear with it so I whispered to her, "Let's wait first. I don't know what's going on with me taking him away, but I'll take a look at my house, Feng Shui, and then your husband. We'll discuss this after staying for the night."

Yang Qunmei then heaved a sigh of relief and brought me to look at the new house. It was built by her in-laws, and it was inside this house that her in-laws killed her mother-in-law and cut her corpse into pieces.

Of course the furniture had been changed, especially the refrigerator, which she'd burned.

This house was not bad. It was a place where one could travel north to south, have good feng shui. It was a place where the wind blew and the water flowed. People were rich.

But why was it so strange?

Going to the old residence was also a good place, there shouldn't be anything strange happening!

It was hard, and I couldn't think of any reason why something so strange should happen.

At this time, the sun had already set. Yang Qunmei, who was accompanying me in walking beside the house, started feeling uneasy with her youngest son. They were like ants on a hot pan, constantly looking in the direction of the house.

She looked at me, embarrassed, and rubbed her hands together. She tried to control the panic in her heart, but she couldn't.

I smiled at her and talked to her about Zhejiang, heading home.

When they arrived at her house, her husband was already there. He looked at her with anger and said, "Where did you run off to? Why aren't you making any food? Are you going to starve me to death?"

The blood at the corner of his mouth had not dried yet. He had swallowed chicken bones, and his throat was hurt. His words made a rustling sound, but he did not feel it at all.

A mouse crawled under his feet. His eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed the mouse and bit off the mouse's head.