Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

In an unnamed hut, one kilometer from the main residence of the Li family in Qing'an County.

A young woman who has just become a mother and her baby, a few months old, are lying in bed.

The mother lay below, the child nestled on her belly, two cold hands tightly embracing the child.

Her cold face radiated a maternal glow; both of them lay quietly in bed without making a sound.

If it weren't for the glaring pool of blood on the bed, from a distance, it would truly be a heartwarming picture of a loving mother and daughter.

Lingxiao Sanren, who had been wanted by Mu An for more than ten years, stood in front of the bed, looking at his latest work with admiration.

He looked at the baby while stroking its cheek.

As Lingxiao Sanren's cold hand brushed across the baby's cheek, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Lingxiao Sanren's smile was warm and radiant, as if he were caressing his own child, and even his soft murmurs were full of tenderness.

"Little Yu'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore when you fall asleep..."

After trying to soothe the baby, Lingxiao Sanren sighed in apparent distress when the baby didn't respond.

"You should have remembered me forever, just like your other sisters, but unfortunately there's a lucky little guy in this city."

Her name is Xiao Ling'er, she is your older sister, Xiao Yu'er, and she is also my proudest creation, so proud that it far exceeds my initial expectations.

Many, many years ago, she was kidnapped by a monster and has never been able to return to her husband's side.

The voice paused for a moment, and the tone changed along with the content, like a parent scaring their child with a story about the Big Bad Wolf.

"The outside world is very dangerous. It's raining everywhere. There's a monster carrying a crimson sword looking for me."

The monster has been searching for me for over ten years, and I've been hiding for over ten years, but now it's finally found me.

Lingxiao Sanren was like a loving father, telling stories to the baby in a gentle voice.

As he spoke, he bent down and placed a kiss on the baby's cheek.

"Sir, I am probably going to die this time. I am so sorry. I was hoping to live a few more years and wait for you to grow up and come to find me yourself, but now I'm afraid that won't be possible."

Lingxiao Sanren became somewhat saddened. He stood up, took the cold baby into his arms, and gently hummed a lullaby.

The humming was melodious and pleasant, no less than that of the top musicians in the capital.

He hummed a little tune as he walked to the edge of the windowsill, watching as the Snake Guardian was struck down by the red light.

The moment the Serpent Guardian fell, Lingxiao Sanren lowered his head to avoid being noticed by Mu An.

A gentle breeze rustled through the pages of a worn book on the desk by the window, revealing the words beneath.

3,999 — Lin Yu.

Looking at the words smeared with blood, Lingxiao Sanren's smile deepened. He stroked the baby's cheek and whispered.

"See that? That's the monster in the sky, grabbing people everywhere. Isn't it scary?"

The voice paused for a moment, then became carefree.

"However, little Yu'er, you don't need to be afraid. Although this monster is powerful, it is ultimately a fake monster."

The fake monster is too greedy, wanting everything, and has all sorts of weaknesses, making it far inferior to the real monster.

Lingxiao Sanren's tone suddenly changed, becoming somewhat angry and resentful.

"This fake monster has kept me on the run for over ten years, making me unable to live in peace day and night. It's truly infuriating!"

He uttered a sigh, then his voice returned to its calm tone.

"Sir, I've often thought over the years, if the monster were a real monster, I wouldn't have to run around everywhere!"

After all, real monsters aren't interested in people like me; they only think about how to eat more and more people every day.

In order to live a peaceful life, I started thinking about how to turn the fake monster into a real monster.

But I just can't understand it, because a monster is a monster, why would it turn into a fake monster like this?

"Sir, I've thought about this for a long time without finding an answer, until a few days ago when I saw your sister Ling'er from afar, and suddenly I understood why the monster is still a fake monster."

Lingxiao Sanren turned the pages of the book, his words becoming increasingly erratic.

"Monsters are supposed to eat people! But this monster outside doesn't like to eat people. He likes to play house with you, Sister Ling'er."

How can this be allowed? It's clearly a monster! A monster is a monster; eating people is what it's supposed to do!

They will eat their way from the south to the north, from the bottom to the top, wherever they go, eating thousands upon thousands of people.

"Eat up everyone who changes the world, and our world will be as wonderful as it used to be. A stagnant world is the best world."

The voice paused again, becoming somewhat dissatisfied.

"Besides, your sister Ling'er is my favorite child. She is destined for great things. She will grow up and hate everyone around her and the whole world."

In the end, she will become incredibly powerful, powerful enough to kill me and become a new monster.

But now... the monster has stolen your sister Ling'er, and it has also hidden the treasure that Master gave to your sister Ling'er.

Instead of teaching your sister Ling'er how to become a monster, it makes her increasingly weak.

"Following the monster around, your sister Ling'er not only didn't learn how to eat people, but instead learned how to protect her food. This really disappoints me..."

The pages of the book slowly came to a stop, and sunlight streamed into the room through the thin curtains, illuminating the large print on the pages.

3,333 - Mu Ling'er.

The bright red handwriting was so alluring that Lingxiao Sanren was completely captivated by it.

He looked ecstatic, his cheeks flushed, and he kept rubbing his face against the blood-red characters on the pages of the book.

After rubbing against the baby for a while, he finally laughed and whispered to the baby.

"Your sister Ling'er must miss you very, very much, and she must be crying all day long and unable to eat or sleep."

It's a pity that she spent too much time with the monster, so much so that she forgot she was our family. That's really not right!

Family is the most wonderful thing in the world, so we should help each other and always be together!

Now that the monster has been lured away by the master's companions, and there are only some small fry left at home, it's the perfect time for us to take back your sister Ling'er!

"Let's go together and win back your sister Ling'er, so that she can be with me forever, just like you, Xiao Yu'er..."

In the end, Lingxiao Sanren's joy was palpable, and he was as excited as a boiled shrimp, steaming with excitement.

He took the jade flute from his waist and placed Lin Yu's cold body on his shoulder.

The sound of the flute filled the room, clear and melodious like a mountain stream, yet it sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

To the accompaniment of pleasant music, the tightly closed door was slowly pushed open.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly.

On the street, people are heading home.

Gazing at this beautiful scene, Lingxiao Sanren felt even more delighted, and even the sound of her flute seemed to lighten up.

He walked slowly in the direction leading to the Mu residence, his expression growing more devout with each step, like a pilgrim heading to his holy site.

A few patrolling soldiers brushed past him, but none of them noticed the slightest problem.

Everything was so natural.

With Mu An absent, the Mu residence was not taken seriously by Lingxiao Sanren at all.

The small Mu Mansion is within our grasp!

……

The Mu residence.

Mu Ling'er gently broke free from Xiao He's embrace, wiped away her tears, and stood up straight again.

The fourteen-year-old girl stood tall and graceful, already a little taller than Xiao He when she stood up.

She glanced at Xiaohe, whose eyes were slightly swollen, and then at Xiaolü, who had been standing to the side.

"Tonight, would you two like to tell me about my past?"

Mu Ling'er's voice carried a hint of pleading, but also a hint of determination.

Before Xiaohe could refuse, she had already grabbed Xiaohe's hand and whispered.

"I'm not a child anymore. Nothing, no matter how bad, can defeat me. Trust me, okay?"

While Xiaohe was still hesitating, Xiaolu had already hugged Mulinger from behind.

"Okay, whatever you want to know, we'll tell you tonight. I only have one request: please rely on us more. Can you do that?"

When Xiao Lü suddenly hugged her, Mu Ling'er's body stiffened for a moment, but as the familiar voice rang in her ears, she completely relaxed, and the corners of her drooping mouth turned up slightly.

"Yes, Little Ling'er, I want to rely on you all for the rest of my life! You can't look down on me!"

Xiaohe, who had been beaten to it, pouted and muttered softly as she watched the two of them.

"You just spoil her all you want, so I'm the only bad guy..."

Mu Ling'er chuckled, instinctively wanting to retort with a couple of words, echoing Xiao He's words.

But before she could speak, the sound of a flute came from afar and echoed through the courtyard.