The land price in the new continent is not expensive.

At least in the non-city center areas, it is not so difficult to afford.

Many people who make a living from agriculture can own a large farm in a slightly remote state. My family is the same. I walked out of our old house in the morning, the sun was good, and I stretched lazily, ready to work.

This is the legacy left by my ancestors.

He is the glory of our family, a great pioneer, and a hero who participated in the great war.

After the war, he also suppressed those savage Indians.

After experiencing the adventures of blood and fire, he naturally obtained this large piece of farmland as a spoils of war. It is said that this land used to belong to an Indian chief. My ancestors killed that chief through brave fights and, according to the law, fairly, justly, and legally owned this land as private property.

The spoils of war at that time are still kept in the basement.

A pair of high boots.

"Peel from the buttocks down, so that you can make tall or long boots that can be worn with legs together."

This was the experience passed down by the soldiers at that time.

This special, absurd, and beautiful spoils of war have been passed down with the farm from generation to generation.

Everyone's property is sacred and inviolable. This is the most basic law on this land.

But it is limited to humans only.

For example, recently my child discovered that there were bugs crawling around.

Then my grandfather also found out.

He complained to me, saying that these bugs have started to affect normal life.

My grandfather often holds me and my child, telling stories about our ancestors, so I respect him very much. I decided to deal with these quite unfriendly unexpected guests. But for some reason, these bugs are always difficult to find. I had to buy some insecticides and spray them everywhere.

I have to say, these insecticides are very effective.

The next day, I found many dead bugs in various places.

The number was astonishing, filling up a huge public trash can.

I was surprised and uneasy.

But my grandfather was proud, "The bigger the house, the more of these little guys there will be. This means that my father left us a big enough home."

A modest and self-satisfied boast.

Maybe.

I looked at the large number of bugs.

If this is all, it might be reasonable.

Afterwards, maybe because of these insecticides, I felt a bit itchy on my body, especially on my legs and buttocks. There seemed to be rashes growing under my skin. Scratching would cause small bumps, oh my merciful God, this is indeed in some indecent places.

Maybe I should go see a doctor.

Damn it, I really don't want to go to the hospital. Their receipts are sharper than surgical knives.

On my grandfather's birthday, and on the day when our family owns this huge farm, other relatives and friends were invited to have a meal on the farm. My thighs became more and more itchy, and I couldn't help but want to scratch them even when grilling meat.

I had to temporarily leave the grill and go back to the house, grabbing my legs forcefully.

Hard, keep exerting force.

Very comfortable.

"Hey, is it not better yet? The meat is already cooked."

My cousin called me from behind. I answered, pulled out my hand, and felt a cold chill. I lowered my head and saw that there were bug corpses on my hand. Their tentacles were still moving, and their mouthparts were deeply embedded in my skin. The itching sensation on my legs suddenly intensified and turned into pain.

Small red dots appeared on the skin, and then tentacles and teeth bit through the skin.

A small bug drilled out from under the skin.

Small and dense red dots protruded.

Ah, I know what the rash on my legs is...

.................

The plane landed at Quan City Airport.

Randall looked at the surrounding buildings and finally settled down, but his palm still tightly held the silver cross, silently reciting the scriptures of the Western Church classics in his heart. The fear finally calmed down a bit. The horrifying scene he saw at the banquet yesterday made it impossible for him to calm down now.

The skin on people's legs was all bitten into pieces by bugs, leaving only the part below the knees, dripping with blood, like a pair of absurdly exquisite high boots.

If he hadn't just gotten off the car at that time and noticed something was wrong and left immediately.

If those bugs hadn't chased after him.

He might also become a member of today's news.

God, is that a demon?

Someone told him that it was the curse and revenge of the Indians.

In order to avoid the curse on that land, he used all the connections he could mobilize to escape from the New World and came to Shen Zhou, the farthest place from there on Blue Star. God bless him to be safe.

He safely got off the plane and left the airport.

Then he prepared to take a taxi.

Fortunately.

Randall relaxed in his heart.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat. It seemed that he was too nervous. He suddenly felt a little itchy on his face, so he subconsciously scratched it.

.................

A sharp and terrified scream woke Hu Ming up from his immersion in the departure of his old friend.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a Western man in casual clothes swaying, reaching out to tear his own face, and then being torn apart by a large number of bugs from the inside, exploding into a large cloud of flying insects.Hu Ming looked on in surprise at the scene unfolding before him.

"Is it witchcraft? Or a curse of the Gu insect?"

"No, it's not right, it's more crude."

Screams echoed around him, ordinary people fleeing in panic. Hu Ming snapped out of his surprise.

This strange spell seemed to be a curse of the departed souls. If it was for revenge, it should have ceased its actions and gradually dissipated over time. However, at this moment, the swarm of insects seemed to have sensed something and began to shake violently.

The sharp chirping of the insects was like a drill boring into his eardrums.

The swarm rushed towards an American-made car. With the destructive power of this resentment-infused swarm, it would only take a moment to tear the car apart, leaving no survivors. Hu Ming saw a family of three inside, paralyzed with fear. He saw a mother holding her baby and a man, pale as a sheet, instinctively shielding his wife and child. He sighed.

In this era of spiritual resurgence, globalization also had its drawbacks.

The gentlemanly scholar adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, then tapped his cane on the ground.

A blue foxfire rose up.

The swarm crashed into the foxfire, making a crackling sound.

The resentment within made Hu Ming feel oppressed. The intensity of the resentment surprised him. He had been injured while collecting spiritual herbs earlier, and now he was dealing with this mad swarm. He could handle it for a while, but in the long run, he would inevitably be overwhelmed.

He gritted his teeth, used an invisibility spell to evade the eyes of the mortals, and manipulated the foxfire to lead the swarm away. Monsters could communicate with spirits, not through language, but through direct soul communication. Hu Ming forcefully asked:

"Who are you? After your revenge, why do you still harm the innocent?"

The swarm chased the fox, its thoughts simple and mad:

"Revenge, they all deserve to die, all deserve to die!!"

Hu Ming said, "You have already taken your revenge."

The vengeful spirit's emotions were intense, like the voices of countless people overlapping: "It's not enough!"

"Fox? Get out of the way, or I'll devour you too!"

The fox spirit glanced at the bustling city. He and his friend had come here when they were young and watched it grow from a small town to the bustling city it is now. He had developed feelings for it. He sighed and said, "I can't leave."

"The one who should leave is you. This is Shen Zhou."

"You're just a fox, this has nothing to do with you."

The fox spirit adjusted his glasses and calmly said:

"Do not kill for reasons other than survival, and do not involve innocent beings in your revenge."

"Understand the purpose of life, and have compassion."

The vengeful spirit was very irritable: "What are you talking about?"

The fox spirit said, "I learned these from my friend. He is a human."

A fox seemed to be teaching a vengeful spirit, who was once human, how to be a human. This further enraged the spirit born for revenge. The swarm of insects shrieked violently and flew towards the fox spirit. The blue foxfire enveloped the fox spirit and flew higher, leading the dangerous creature away.

…………………

Crackle, crackle.

A pair of red embroidered shoes danced on the keyboard, moving swiftly.

Two paper figures moved the mouse vigorously, with Water Ghost leaning over and giving instructions, almost drooling.

A flurry of operations, fierce as a tiger.

But they still lost.

Water Ghost looked dejected, then gritted his teeth and started trash-talking the matched teammates.

The red embroidered shoes seemed to enjoy this, typing out words as if playing a dance game.

Wei Yuan reached out and picked up the red shoes, shutting down the computer.

He also cut off Water Ghost's cola supply for three days. Amid the ghost's wailing, he logged out of the account. He glanced at their teammates. The avatar was a cat's head. From the perspective, it looked like a cat taking a selfie with a phone, but that was impossible.

It must be a common cat slave in modern society.

Wei Yuan didn't care, he was just thinking. When Zhang Xiaoyu returned home from the mountain, he would definitely have to shut Water Ghost's mouth, otherwise it would seriously affect the child's early education. At this moment, he noticed that the Qingqiu leaf on the side cabinet was emitting a faint glow.

…………………

Slap!

A cat's paw slapped the computer, leaving several cracks on the screen.

The exotic beast that had been raised in the Heavenly Master's Mansion for five hundred years bared its teeth, scratching the glass table with its claws, then quickly typing on the keyboard, trash-talking the opponent's teammates. But after a while, the evenly matched teammate suddenly went offline.

The avatar dimmed.

It was a pair of red embroidered shoes, posed as if dancing.

Probably some bored human deliberately posed for the photo.

The beast sneered.

As expected, the opponent was no match for it and conceded.

The beast licked the fur on its paw, jumped off the chair, and due to the invisibility spell and illusion, everyone around ignored it.

It had already arrived in Quan City, not far from Jiangnan Road and the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

It was time to find the human who had caught Birch's attention.

A moment later, after the beast left, the illusion it left behind disappeared.

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The internet cafe owner saw the suddenly cracked screen, his expression slowly freezing.

PS: Tian Nujue's character card is up.

This book only has one main character card, the rest are all supporting character cards~