The Grim Reaper, at this moment, did not personally go.
He issued a mission through the Fortune Fruit system, and a Fierce God had already accepted this task.
The Fierce God who accepted it was nicknamed: "Hong Hong Wo".
The name did not sound like a Fierce God at all, making one feel this Fierce God must have been a sissy in his past life.
For it was a widely known rumor that Fortune Fruits could balance the malevolent energy.
And all Fierce Gods, malevolent spirits, Yama kings, wronged souls, and fierce ghosts all survived on malevolent energy.
These ordinary evil beings subsisted on malevolent energy.
Yet, even so, the malevolent energy would still inflict pain upon them.
The appearance of Fortune Fruits, however, could alleviate this suffering; if done correctly, one could even enhance their cultivation through Fortune Fruits.
Tell me, wasn't that enticing?
"Hong Hong Wo"'s real name was Wu Dezhu. During his life, upon hearing that "boys with feminine features are noble," his parents specifically gave him this name.
In fact, he lived quite a comfortable life when he was alive.
He was short-tempered and defiant!
He made his neighbors and friends avoid him like the plague, and it was only after his accidental death that his life finally settled down.
Someone like him was certainly destined for hell after death. Fortunately, he was granted a minor divine position.
How minor?
Just a little bit higher than a mere ghost.
But in reality, the treatment was the same.
They all had to obey the orders of King Yama or more powerful deities, though they could occasionally throw a tantrum.
The reason they could still be called gods was that this status granted them immortality.
However, the downside was the need to absorb enough malevolent energy.
And this malevolent energy would bring them pain every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Once the pain struck, it felt like ants crawling all over their bodies.
At such times, if something could relieve the pain, they would crave it more than anything.
This was precisely why Fortune Fruits were so popular!
This mission:
Fang Huairan successfully drowned, and would receive ten Fortune Fruits.
"Hong Hong Wo" didn't think much of it. He was a Fierce God anyway, and if the Fortune Fruit system issued such a task, it must have its reasons.
His sole purpose was those ten Fortune Fruits; as for Fang Huairan, he couldn't care less about her life or death.
...
Fang Huairan walked, only to realize it was already dark.
Fortunately, the scenery by the river was beautiful, complemented by the dazzling lights of Sandong City, making one feel that life could be so wonderful.
A warmth suddenly surged within Fang Huairan, allowing her to temporarily forget her troubles.
Life was so beautiful; no one could connect her with death.
Fang Huairan, at this moment, certainly wasn't.
She pondered whether she should bid farewell to her past life and truly become a grounded girl.
Marriage, children, and then growing old together with that special person.
The Guazi River water flowed quietly at this time, and the riverside path alongside it was not crowded.
Those who came here at this hour were generally people taking a stroll after dinner.
Therefore, Fang Huairan was very relaxed, with no sense of caution.
Ahead on the riverside path was an intersection with a traffic light and a pedestrian crossing.
This was specifically designed for people coming from nearby residential areas to access the Guazi River path.
When the traffic light turned red for vehicles, pedestrians could cross.
At this moment, perhaps it was still too early, or perhaps fewer people were out for a stroll tonight.
At the traffic light, only one person was crossing.
He was not tall, only about 1.6 meters.
He wore an orange-yellow baseball cap, a blue-black canvas jacket, camouflage pants, and military green rubber-soled shoes.
He looked exactly like a construction worker from a nearby site.
When Fang Huairan saw him, she instinctively turned her head slightly.
Perhaps she cared too much about such a status, or perhaps it was the natural shyness of a young girl; in any case, she instinctively avoided the worker's gaze.
The worker was initially looking down and hadn't noticed Fang Huairan.
If they had simply passed each other by, the event would have been utterly ordinary.
An ordinary girl, on a very ordinary road, encountering an equally ordinary construction worker.
Both were migrant workers, fated by similar circumstances.
But fate, as it happens, is often coincidental. The Fierce God "Hong Hong Wo" appeared.
He would not, of course, descend personally.
That would be too uncanny and easily attract the attention of some old Taoist priest from the mortal realm to exorcise him, making future actions difficult.
So, how to proceed?
The best method was possession.
The most direct method was to possess Fang Huairan.
The first idea that came to mind was to directly cast a spell to push Fang Huairan into the Guazi River.
But "Hong Hong Wo" did not employ any of these methods.
They also operated according to certain rules: mortal rules.
Whether mortals believed in ghosts and gods, he didn't know, but there were believers and non-believers.
None of that mattered.
In the mortal realm, what mattered most was that everything should have a normal logical progression.
Anything abnormal would be treated differently.
Therefore, the Fierce God set his sights on this young man.
"Mi Mi Ma Mi Hun," with a flash, he lunged towards the young man.
Liu Sandao occasionally glanced at Fang Huairan, and at first, he hadn't noticed the situation of the young man walking on the opposite side of the road.
The Fierce God entered the young man's body, a feat that other deities could not easily undo for the moment.
Because to kill a Fierce God would, to some extent, harm the host.
Therefore, to eliminate a possessing ghost or god, the usual method was to first force them to leave the mortal's body before subduing them.
At this moment, the construction worker's eyes suddenly lit up.
He had never seen such a sexy girl before; her figure, accentuated by a lace hip skirt, was alluring.
Especially her buttocks, they looked truly...
As he brushed past her, the young man suddenly noticed that the road today was exceptionally deserted.
Further on from the traffic light intersection was where the Guazi River turned, also the location of the Guazi River Bridge.
Although it hadn't been long after nightfall, the lighting in that area was insufficient.
This emboldened the young man considerably.
He had to make his move before she left this area, otherwise, if more people appeared, it would be difficult.
Moreover, having spent a long time on construction sites, they often watched short videos during their downtime.
Although he was young, he knew quite a lot.
It was only to blame those older guys for constantly exposing him to all sorts of inappropriate content.
The young man's heart was pounding with anticipation.
Following the methods taught in those videos, he would first initiate contact. If she showed any willingness, he could smoothly take her to a hotel.
If not, then the classic move was to corner her against a wall.
Didn't they show it like that on TV?
All women were unable to resist that magical kiss.
He hadn't tried these methods before; this time would be a practical test.
Lost in thought, the young man walked ten meters, then turned back and followed behind Fang Huairan.