In the dead of the night, lightning flashed and thunder roared. The storm was coming.

In the remote mountain forest, two men were trying their best to fill in the hole.

"Hurry up, or it will rain soon." The man wiped the sweat on his face and urged.

The other man glanced at the gloomy night sky and asked uneasily, "Boss, why don't we just let it be? I don't think there's anything wrong with this day. It's like encountering a ghost. Suddenly..."

"What are you talking about!" The boss interrupted him impatiently. "Hurry up and bury him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit the two of them. The two of them were so scared that they fell back at the same time and sat down on the mud.

The two people who were still in shock looked at each other, and their faces were as white as ghosts.

"F*ck..." After a long while, the boss patted his chest and suppressed the fear in his heart to curse. But as soon as he spat out two words, his voice stopped abruptly, and he stared at the front with his eyes wide open.

In the pit that was about to be filled up, a pale hand broke out of the soil. Its five fingers were like claws, which looked particularly horrible in the lightning and thunder.

"Ghost!"

Second was scared out of his wits by this scene. He felt a heat in his crotch and actually peed.

The eldest couldn't help crawling back a few steps. When he heard the second brother's words, he suddenly came to his senses. He stood up straight, stood up, and rushed out without looking back.

"Boss, wait for me!" Seeing this, Second also scrambled up and followed him.

The rain poured down mercilessly with the strong wind, and a woman climbed out of the mud. She was dripping with blood, and there was a smell of death around her.

What kind of place was this?

Jiang Nuan sat paralyzed on the wet mud, looking around in confusion.

Wasn't she in the battle with the Demon King? Wasn't she going to perish together and break her body and bones? How could she appear here intact?

Was it hell?

But the intense pain from her body was reminding Jiang Nuannuan that she wasn't dead yet.

However, if she continued to stay like this, she would not be far from death.

Jiang Nuan gasped slightly and closed her eyes to accumulate strength.

The rain washed her muddy face clean, revealing an exquisite and beautiful face.

Even though there were a few traces of blood on her face, it was still unable to cover up her breathtakingly beautiful face. Her tender white and translucent skin was like an egg that had just been peeled off. There was a sharpness between her thick and suitable eyebrows, which was extremely beautiful and stunning.

After a while, the sudden storm stopped.

Jiang Nuan opened her eyes again and lowered her head, wanting to pull out a piece of cloth from her clothes to bind her wound.

But when she lowered her head, Jiang Nuan was dumbfounded.

What kind of damn clothes were these?

She pulled on her soaked dress, and in the next second, her eyes fell on her hands.

It was a pair of hands as white as green onion, but covered with calluses. They were completely different from her withered hands, which had been eroded by the evil spirit.

This was not her hand!

Jiang Nuan suddenly raised her hand to touch her face. In her shock, she was certain that this wasn't her body at all. She probably, perhaps, perhaps she had borrowed a corpse to return her soul.

Blood continued to flow out from her waist and thighs. Jiang Nuan didn't have time to think about it as she tore off two pieces of cloth from the hem of her skirt and tied them tightly to her waist and thighs, barely managing to stop the bleeding.

After tying her up, Jiang Nuan struggled to stand up. Only then did she realize that this was a mass grave.

There were gusts of cold wind all around, and they were very cautious.

It was obviously summer, but it had just rained. Jiang Nuan was drenched all over and she had lost too much blood. At this moment, she only felt like it was winter, covered in snow and the cold wind was piercingly cold.

Jiang Nuan didn't know why the owner of this body was here at all. She didn't even know what her name was or where she lived.

However, from the looks of it, he seemed to have been casually buried by someone.

Let's get out of here first.

The mountain path was winding, making it difficult for Jiang Nuan to walk.

"Hee hee..."

All of a sudden, a burst of strange laughter rang out in Jiang Nuan's ears, spread far away, and then came back.

"Hee hee hee..."

Jiang Nuan stopped and looked around. Finally, her gaze stopped somewhere.

The next second, a thing with seven apertures bleeding and half of its brain sunken suddenly appeared in front of her.

Ghost!

Jiang Nuannuan's expression didn't change. She raised her hand and threw a punch at her face.

At this critical moment, the ghost suddenly disappeared, leaving only the creepy laughter, which was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

"It's really raining all night!"

Jiang Nuan supported her knees with one hand and managed to stabilize her body while her other quickly formed a seal.

"Hee hee..."

Jiang Nuan felt a sudden chill run down her spine. A strange laughter rang out in her ears, and an icy cold aura blew behind her ears.

Jiang Nuan turned her head all of a sudden and saw a pile of hair falling from her head. Behind the hair was a face that was bleeding from all seven apertures. Its bloody mouth was bloody and terrifying.

Without another word, Jiang Nuan threw a punch at him.

"Bang!"

The ghost girl flew out, and Jiang Nuan turned her fist into a claw. It was as if a rope had been tugged in the air. She pulled hard, and the ghost girl was forcefully pulled back.

Before the ghost girl could react, a rain-like fist fell down.

"Ah—Help! Someone is killing a ghost! Help!"

Following the ghost girl's wailing, wisps of black mist surged out from her body and entered Jiang Nuan's body in the blink of an eye. The wound that she had bandaged under the cloth had healed as if it was visible to the naked eye.

"Boohoo, boohoo, boohoo..."

Three minutes later, the female ghost who had been beaten into a pig's head curled up on the ground and cried sadly.

The forest, which was already gloomy and horrible, became even more creepy.

Jiang Nuan, who had become refreshed after absorbing the evil energy, kicked it. "Don't cry!"

The ghost girl sobbed twice. "You beat me like this, but you don't allow me to cry. Do you still have human nature?"

The most important thing was that it was beaten like this by a mere human. It was so embarrassing!

Jiang Nuannuan rolled her eyes. "Who told you to scare me? Isn't it normal for me to hit you?"

"Boohoo, boohoo, boohoo..." She cried even more bitterly.

Jiang Nuan clenched her fists and threatened, "If you keep crying, believe it or not, I'll shatter your soul!"

The ghost girl instantly fell silent and stared at Jiang Nuannuan in horror.

Jiang Nuan said with a straight face, "I have something to ask you. If I'm satisfied with your answer, I'll let you go."

The ghost girl nodded repeatedly. "Ask me, ask me, I promise I'll tell you everything!"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Nuan finally figured out the time and space she was in from the female ghost's mouth.

Not only did she lose her soul in the body of this girl who had just died, but she also directly time-traveled to Yan City a thousand years later!

Jiang Nuan pinched the space between her eyebrows, feeling speechless and helpless.

A thousand years had passed, and he didn't know how the world had changed.

After calming down, Jiang Nuannuan let go of the ghost girl. After walking for nearly an hour, she walked out of the forest and stood by the road in a daze.

Suddenly, a strong beam of light shot over, and Jiang Nuan subconsciously raised her hand to block her eyes.

The moment she raised her hand, her back was pushed hard. She stumbled a few steps forward uncontrollably and fell in the middle of the road.

"Rip—"

With an ear-piercing screech, the black Bentley barely stopped in front of Jiang Nuannuan.