"Yeah, I'm watching."

His eyelids fluttered open, revealing his extremely handsome face, which was emitting an even colder cold air than before.

"Afraid of me?" The male ghost asked coldly.

Afraid, how can I not be afraid? No matter how strong I am in my heart, I am still an inexperienced young girl. Being alone in a coffin with a man and a woman, no matter how you look at it, you are not an innocent young man.

"No, not at all. Why would I be afraid of you?"

The feeling of speaking lies with my eyes wide open is very unpleasant, but my life is in the other party's hands, ghosts want to kill me, in the blink of an eye.

"Lies."

The male ghost's tone was still cold, and her gaze towards me was somewhat distant.

I was a little confused. The communication shouldn't be a problem, so why did an obstacle suddenly appear? Based on my many years of experience as a man, he had a good impression of me a second ago.

After thinking for a moment, he said hesitantly, "I'm a little afraid. I've been hungry for three days and I want to eat anything. You must be hungrier than me. Maybe you want to eat me right now."

Before he finished speaking, male ghost had already pasted its lips onto mine. It was different from the first time, he easily pried open its pearly white teeth, his flexible tongue rushing straight into my mouth as he domineeringly attacked the lake to absorb my aura.

I am a very serious girl. Although I love to take advantage of others, I have never had a single love affair. My first kiss has always been kept, but I didn't expect that a ghost would steal it today.

With one hand, the male ghost ripped off my clothes, while with the other, it wandered around my body.

"Don't..."

Some of my brain hypoxia, suddenly some fear, is true fear.

"Don't..." Don't do this to me.

I tried to open my eyes and look at him, hoping he would hear me, but instead I saw a pair of bloodshot eyes, full of desire and loss.

"No …."

I gradually lost consciousness until I passed out.

Before I fainted, I told myself that maybe it was all just a dream. When I opened my eyes, I found my grandmother in the big bed at home, waiting for me to wake up for breakfast.

On the fourth day, his body was somewhat dehydrated. His throat was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to move from head to toe.

I didn't know what had happened to my grandmother, but I had an ominous feeling that had been lingering in my mind the moment I returned to the village.

Four days ago.

Having not been home for a year, she decided to come back this summer to visit her grandmother.

The village where I was born was very remote. Deep in the mountains, there was no one around, and the nearest village was half a day's journey away.

The only bus from the county town to the village entrance took a day, and by the time I got off the bus, it was already dark.

"Where to?"

A hoarse old man's voice sounded. His voice was too hoarse, so I didn't hear him clearly. I couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?"

A black shadow slowly crept out from behind the rock. The friction between its body and the ground made a sizzling sound, and a rotten smell drifted out from within the shadow.

I clenched my fists in salute, my hands shaking a little. The stories about the gravediggers that had been told to me in the village when I was a child suddenly popped up in my mind.

"We can't go to this village."

The shadow came closer and closer, like a human being, but without legs. It moved forward on its belly, its face so dark it was impossible to make out its features, as if it were charred. The voice didn't come from its throat, it seemed to come from somewhere.

"You, what are you? Don't come over." I touched the amulet on my neck, which my grandmother had begged me for when I was a child. I had always treated it like a treasure from a master.

"Everyone in the village is dead, and the only ghosts left are all ghosts."

The dark mass was closing in on me, and if it moved any farther it would touch my feet.

I threw the salute on Shadow and turned to run, but I was too scared to move my legs.

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."

I heard the creepy laughter and turned my head as I ran, only to see the black thing moving quickly towards me. I didn't have time to shout before I was knocked unconscious.

When I opened my eyes again, my grandmother's aged face appeared in front of me.

"Xiao Yu, why are you back?"

The bed at home is still a kang, my grandmother sat on the bed looking at me, the sallow skin, lifeless eyes, pupils somewhat cloudy.

My grandmother was in her eighties, and in the year that I had not returned, she had aged quite a bit, like an old man on the verge of death.

No, not like it, but real.

I have a pair of Yin Yang Eyes. They are the Heaven's Calamity Solitary Star that can walk on Yin and Yang, and know the lifespan of humans.

I'm not my grandmother's granddaughter, but I picked them up. I don't know who I am, but I can see what other people are like through those eyes.

When I was young, my eyes were always filled with dirty stuff, so my grandma asked for a protective talisman and asked the master to seal my eyes.

What my grandmother didn't know was that my eyes could still see in broad daylight and pretend to see nothing at all.

That master's talisman is very useful, because I often see evil spirits baring their fangs and brandishing their claws at me, wanting to pounce on me and eat me whole. However, because I am afraid of the talisman, I don't dare to approach.

What my grandmother did not know was that the Master had asserted that I would not live past the age of 22, and that I was less than three months from my 22nd birthday.