I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 297: Like a Demon 1

As if possessed, Ah Niu slowly stretched out his trembling hand and tightly gripped the rough hilt of the long knife.

His knuckles were pale from the excessive force, as if he were about to crush the knife handle.

Ah Niu's mind was like a chaotic film playing out, with Ah Hua's every smile, every coquettish scolding constantly appearing, followed by her tragic death with her eyes wide open.

"It's all Liu Erbao's fault! He's the one who ruined you!"

Ah Niu kept muttering to himself, his voice low and hoarse, like a roar from hell.

Each time he muttered it, the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely, almost burning away his reason.

In the stillness of the night, all was quiet. Ah Niu, cradling a long sword, cast a long, distorted shadow in the moonlight.

He moved silently toward Liu Family Village like a ghost.

Liujia Village was immersed in a peaceful dream, completely unprepared.

When Ah Niu arrived at the first house, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and his heartbeat was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked open the flimsy door with all his might.

A loud bang shattered the tranquility of the night.

The people inside the house were startled awake. Before they could even see who it was, Ah Niu had already brandished his long knife and slashed fiercely.

A flash of blood streaked across the sky, followed by a piercing scream. Blood spurted out instantly, staining the dilapidated walls and ground crimson.

Without the slightest hesitation or pity, Ah Niu turned around and rushed towards the second house.

He was like a raging whirlwind, leaving bloodshed and slaughter in his wake.

The long sword rose and fell repeatedly in the moonlight, each swing raising a cloud of blood mist.

Some tried to resist, some knelt down and begged for mercy, but Ah Niu had completely gone mad. His ears seemed to be plugged, he couldn't hear anything, and all he could see was endless slaughter.

When he rushed to Liu Erbao's house, the tightly closed door did nothing to stop the surging hatred in his heart.

A Niu roared and slammed the door open with his shoulder. Liu Erbao was startled awake in bed, staring in terror at A Niu, who was covered in blood and looked like a demon.

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

Liu Erbao's pleas for mercy echoed in the room, but A Niu remained unmoved. With a swift movement, he wielded his knife, and Liu Erbao's head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

The entire Liujia Village had now become a living hell, with the stench of blood permeating every corner.

Ah Niu's body and face were covered in blood, and his hair was stuck together with blood. His eyes were empty and crazed, as if he had lost his soul and was just a shell driven by hatred.

After massacring Liujia Village, A Niu did not stop.

He walked with heavy but firm steps toward his village, Niujia Village.

With each step, a string of bright red footprints was left under his feet.

At this moment, Ah Niu was consumed by a twisted obsession: everyone was guilty and had to pay the price for Ah Hua's death.

Driven to madness, Ah Niu left Liu Family Village, which resembled a battlefield, and then, like a runaway wolf, charged wildly toward Niu Family Village.

His once sturdy body now appeared somewhat hunched, yet it exuded a chilling aura.

The moonlight shone on him, illuminating his hideous and twisted face, and every twitch of his muscles seemed to tell of endless madness and hatred.

When he rushed into Niujia Village, the first thing he saw was Grandpa Li on night patrol.

Grandpa Li, holding a lantern and still half asleep, was terrified by Ah Niu's murderous gaze before he could even react.

Ah Niu's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a low growl, like a wild beast.

He suddenly raised the blood-stained long knife and slashed at Grandpa Li with lightning speed.

With a flash of light, Grandpa Li only had time to let out half a scream of terror before he was mercilessly slashed to the ground. Warm blood splattered all over Ah Niu, but he did not stop for a moment.

Ah Niu continued to wander through the village like a ghost, and bumped into Sister Wang, who was carrying her child and preparing to go back to her house.

Wang's sister-in-law was terrified by the sudden bloody scene. She hugged her child tightly, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The child was so frightened that he cried loudly, his cries sounding particularly piercing in the quiet night.

But Ah Niu felt no pity. His eyes were cold and ruthless. He raised his long knife again and swung it forcefully. Wang Da Sao and the child in her arms fell into a pool of blood instantly. The child's cries stopped abruptly, and the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence at that moment.

At this moment, Niujia Village was plunged into extreme panic, and people's screams pierced the night sky.

Some villagers fled in panic, while others hid in their homes with their doors and windows tightly shut, trembling with fear.

Ah Niu paid no heed to this. He rampaged through the village, killing anyone he saw, regardless of age or gender. Anyone who appeared before him was a victim of his blade.

Blood stained the ground beneath their feet, pooling into horrifying streams. Heartbreaking cries and desperate screams mingled together, turning the once peaceful and tranquil Niujia Village into a living hell.

Ah Niu's face and body were already soaked in blood, and his hair was sticking messily to his face, swinging wildly with his frantic movements.

His eyes were bloodshot, his gaze empty yet filled with murderous intent, as if he were no longer a flesh-and-blood human being, but a demon who only knew how to kill.

Just as Ah Niu, blinded by rage and like a wild beast out of control, wielding a blood-stained longsword, stormed up to the woodshed where Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er were imprisoned.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his eyes bloodshot and menacing, and he was uttering incoherent roars like a wild beast.

Ah Niu raised his long knife high, using all his strength to try and cut the rusty iron chain.

At this critical moment, a dark shadow flashed past like a ghost.

With a sharp, piercing sound of wind being cut, a jet-black dagger flew towards them like a meteor.

With a loud clang, it struck Ah Niu's long knife with perfect accuracy.

The immense impact instantly traveled from the blade to Ah Niu's arm, causing his entire arm to ache and go numb, and the long sword nearly slipped from his grasp.

Ah Niu was so shocked by the sudden and fierce attack that he staggered back several steps before he could barely regain his balance.

He looked closely and saw a tall, imposing man who landed steadily in front of him as if a god had descended from the heavens.

This person was none other than Pei Yan, who had been searching for Fang Xiaoxiao for many days.

Pei Yan was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

The fabric of the clothes seemed ordinary, but it actually had a hidden secret, faintly gleaming with a mysterious luster under the moonlight.