It wasn't that he had reached the city,
but rather an old, dilapidated wooden villa appeared before his eyes, a two-story structure with the corpse of a goat hanging upside down from the eaves by a hemp rope.
Luo Di had no time to consider the danger within, his physical condition was dire.
His family's head not only fully emerged but even lifted his shirt with its tongue, chewing on Luo Di's flesh and drawing nutrients from his body.
Creak!
The unlocked wooden door was pushed open, with the old hinges emitting a piercing sound, as if informing the house owner of the presence of an outsider.
As soon as he entered, Luo Di's physical condition eased, the head of his family gradually receded. But before disappearing, his mother left him a message:
"Today's lunch was delicious, thank you, my sweet son. Next time, Mom will continue eating you."
