Blood Ganoderma

Demons crawling out of hell, hiding in the human world...

Hu Ma was momentarily stunned by the other party's strange words. Ever since he woke up, he had been guarded by this eerie Old Woman, only thinking about how to evade the Evil Spirits constantly watching him, completely unaware of anything else.

Unexpectedly, through some unknown fellow in his dream, he learned that he was now a demon, and also a type of Evil Spirit?

How could he be an Evil Spirit?

He clearly remembered being a college student living in a normal world, at most a transmigration...

...But as he thought of this, he suddenly froze.

Yes, in his previous life, he clearly remembered dying, dying in that explosion. He even vaguely recalled drifting for many years until he heard a strange incantation, which drew him in and led him to this body.

The Old Woman had intended to recall her little grandson's soul but had unintentionally summoned him instead.

So, in the Old Woman's eyes, what did he count as?

A terrifying fact gradually presented itself before him: "So..."

"I'm an Evil Spirit?"

"..."

"..."

"My Incense is almost burned out, and that thing is about to find me..."

Just then, the person "connected" to the other end of the incense stick sounded increasingly anxious: "Brother, elders are supposed to tell newcomers the rules of survival, but I really can't spare you right now."

"All I can tell you is that our current situation is extremely dire. Both the Evil Spirits and the people of this world are desperate to kill us."

"Remember, your identity is the most important thing. Never let anyone know who you are."

"We had a companion who was only five years old in this world. Because they accidentally let slip a single sentence, their own father in this world ground them into dust with a millstone, crushing their very soul."

"The people in this world won't hesitate to harm you just because of family ties! They'll just think you've possessed their child and become an even more hateful demon..."

"..."

"You..."

Hu Ma had countless questions he wanted to ask, but he also noticed that the incense stick seemed to be fading, becoming erratic.

"I don't have time to say more, I can only tell you..."

The other party also said urgently: "Taisui is the most crucial thing."

"I don't know your current situation, but you must find a way to get the Tai Sui Meat. It's the best thing, it can save me and help you. Green Ganoderma is best, White Ganoderma is acceptable if you can't find anything else, and of course, if you can find Blood Ganoderma..."

"...Alas, that's almost impossible unless they've reincarnated into noble families."

"In short, do whatever it takes to get these things."

"..."

Listening to his panicked tone, Hu Ma didn't dare to interrupt him further. He just tried his best to discern the increasingly unclear voice, engraving it into his memory: "Damn it, that thing is coming in..."

"I'm going to use the Seal of Life Technique to seal myself. Brother, I can only hold on for two months at most. If you have a chance to meet others, tell them to go to Fox Coffin Village... under the east bridge..."

"There's... the Hundred Corpse Mound here..."

"..."

"I'll remember..."

Hearing the voice fade to the point of being almost inaudible, Hu Ma quickly shouted back.

He hoped his reply would give the other party a little more confidence.

For some reason, he felt a strong sense of worry for this person he had never met, with whom he had only exchanged a few words.

Silence fell, and all sounds disappeared.

Hu Ma saw that the incense stick he had placed in the censer, or rather, the Incense, was no longer a straight plume. It had become scattered again, just like before the connection, as if blown by an invisible wind, wavering haphazardly, seemingly searching.

"So, I'm not the only one who has come to this world and is struggling desperately?"

"..."

He took several deep breaths subconsciously.

And he tried to gather all the information the other person had just left him.

Thinking it over carefully, a sense of horror gradually grew in his heart.

Keeping his identity secret was the most important thing, otherwise, he would face a fate worse than death...

Then, what about the Old Woman?

He felt a sense of uncertainty, the Old Woman's eerie gaze occasionally flashing in his mind.

"Don't panic. At least the Old Woman hasn't discovered my identity yet. Otherwise, with her abilities, why would she keep me around? She just thinks I've been brought back and have forgotten a lot of things!"

Feeling a bit nervous, he had to comfort himself: "Also, since I'm not the only one with this fate in this world, could I possibly find others and get some help from them?"

He lowered his head to look at the Incense in the furnace. There was still about a finger and a half's length left.

But the smoke rising from the Incense was unstable, hazy, and drifted around haphazardly.

Hu Ma suddenly realized, "That fellow, he seemed to have been calling out for a long time before, but only I responded."

"This means there's really no one else around?"

"..."

Once he understood this, he stopped waiting and pulled out the incense from the furnace, setting it aside.

Although it was only a brief exchange, he realized this was a precious resource.

"Old Yin Mountain? Fox Coffin Village?"

He repeated the place names the other fellow had just mentioned in his mind.

It sounded like he was in a very dangerous situation, but he seemed to have a way to protect himself and could hold on for about two months. However, his incense had run out, meaning he had no way to call for help from others during this time.

Perhaps he was the only one who could save him?

Hu Ma was tempted for a moment, but then he shook his head in frustration.

Who could he even save right now?

He couldn't even leave the village, and he didn't dare to leave the side of the Old Woman and Xiao Hong Tang.

Even that fellow Erguotou had only said that if he had the chance to meet other companions, he should bring them to rescue him. Since he had been calling for so long without finding anyone, how could he, with his limited skills, possibly find him?

A shadow fell over his heart, and Hu Ma quietly woke up, feeling a cold sweat on his back.

A faint light filtered in from the small window above.

It wasn't dawn yet, but Hu Ma could already see some light entering from the simple wooden door of the side room.

The Old Woman seemed to be awake and was packing something.

Xiao Hong Tang, who was crunching on something, suddenly shouted, "Brother Hu Ma is awake..."

Then she continued to crunch.

"..."

Hu Ma had intended to pretend to sleep a little longer to calm his mind, but upon hearing this, he could only slowly fumble his way out of bed.

He tried pinching his cheeks, making his demeanor in front of the Old Woman the most important thing on his mind.

He slowly got out of bed and walked to the door. As he pushed it open, the oil lamp on the eight immortals table in the main hall flickered slightly. The Old Woman, sitting on a small stool packing things, also slowly turned her head to look at him.

Just as Hu Ma put on a smile, the Old Woman suddenly said, "You didn't sleep well yesterday?"

"When I covered you last night, you seemed very tense and were muttering things I couldn't understand."

"Ah?"

Hu Ma's scalp tingled, and his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

Before he could ask anything, the Old Woman had already looked away, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Eating too much Tai Sui Meat does this. Although it can cure illnesses, it can also have some effects, causing strange dreams. Some people who eat it go mad..."

"But only this kind of meat can cure you."

"..."

"Mm, I understand."

Hu Ma broke out in a cold sweat and could only vaguely agree. After a moment's hesitation, he mustered his courage and squatted down to help her pack.

Now that he understood the connection between Tai Sui Meat and incense, he didn't feel so resistant anymore.

On the contrary, he had sorted out his thoughts and felt a slight curiosity.

While pretending to be nonchalant, he packed the cured meat, brown sugar, dried tobacco, and quilts the Old Woman had placed nearby into a bundle, and carefully asked, "Old Woman, you've always had me eat this meat, saying it can ward off evil spirits, but what exactly is this meat?"

Upon hearing his words, the Old Woman's gaze turned towards him.

Xiao Hong Tang, who was crunching on chicken feet by the corner with a loud noise, also suddenly turned to look at Hu Ma.

Hu Ma felt extremely nervous but secretly told himself.

He had just come back from the dead and didn't remember anything, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to ask such a question, wasn't it? It would be stranger if he ate this strange meat every day and didn't ask anything.

As if waiting for a long time, or perhaps it was just his own nervous illusion, he heard the Old Woman softly sigh and say, "Lord Tai Sui suppresses all evil spirits."

"You were harmed too badly before, so I could only go and beg Lord Tai Sui every day to cut off a piece of meat to nourish your body. It's not just you who eats it; in our village, the Clan Leader and the elders also eat Tai Sui Meat to prolong their lives."

"However, they all eat White Ganoderma, and they don't dare to eat too much."

"Better than White Ganoderma is Green Ganoderma, but that has all been taken by people in the city."

"..."

Hu Ma listened, his heart stirring slightly, "Then me?"

The Old Woman slowly stood up and said, "Your illness was severe, and ordinary ones wouldn't suffice. What you eat is what I specifically asked for you."

"It's called Blood Ganoderma!"