To be honest, Jason Allen could be considered rather handsome, but when compared to the beautiful youth Frank Easton, it was truly like comparing jade to rubble, a wildflower to a peony—he was left far behind.

The beautiful youth spoke as he walked step by step toward the half-somnolent Jason Allen!

When he drew near to Jason Allen, this elegant youth raised his right hand. His right hand looked as if it were carved from fine Hetian jade, like a work of art. His gesture seemed as if he were about to greet an old friend, but at this moment, one could hear his barely concealed, excited, shallow breaths, and even his smile was somewhat twisted, greedy like a predator!

Under the faint moonlight, it could even be vaguely seen that the youth’s white teeth seemed to become sharp in an instant, and his eyes were filled with madness and greed, completely overtaken by desire!

Next, the beautiful youth silently chanted a few words, and several mysterious, illusory characters flashed and vanished around his body! The moonlight seemed to condense and surge into his body. The youth’s body trembled violently, and his outstretched right hand gently landed on Jason Allen’s head!!!

This seemingly ordinary gesture could almost be described as a caress, but for Jason Allen, the blissful, half-awake state instantly collapsed, as if he had been plunged into hell in a split second!!

It felt as if his entire being was submerged in a massive whirlpool—what was even more terrifying was that the water forming the whirlpool was over a hundred degrees, boiling hot enough to brew tea! His entire body and even his soul were tormented and twisted in this excruciating pain, and his will to survive was almost instantly destroyed by the agony.

Meanwhile, the beautiful youth’s expression showed a pleasure akin to a drug high. He closed his eyes slightly, lifted his chin, as if reaching an uncontrollable climax... Such an expression would make any noble lady blush and her heart race with budding desire...

“Yes, this is the feeling, truly intoxicating—fresh and abundant vitality, that power from the distant ancient times, pour endlessly into my body! There will never be too much!”

On the back of the beautiful youth’s right hand gripping the top of Jason Allen’s head, blue veins swelled like excited snakes, writhing constantly. Clearly, he was using some bizarre secret art to madly extract Jason Allen’s life force and soul. After grabbing Jason Allen, he even lifted him high into the air—such terrifying strength was hard to reconcile with his refined and elegant appearance!

At this moment, Jason Allen was completely unable to make any sound, his whole body convulsing violently, like a skinned rabbit hanging in the air, his mouth stretched open to the limit, bloody saliva sluggishly dripping from the corners of his lips...

At this moment, he felt his entire body go numb, his life and soul being rapidly shredded and continuously sucked away. Yet, some crucial fragments of memory also entered his mind...

In the sky above, the columns of smoke above the two men’s heads began to slowly merge, but it was clear that Jason Allen’s smoke was being gradually assimilated by that of the beautiful youth Frank Easton!

Time passed quickly. In the bright moonlight, it was clear to see that Jason Allen’s face was now covered in wrinkles, his skin sagging and spotted with age, his whole body shriveled like a dried corpse. Perhaps in a few more minutes, he would become a corpse on the verge of rotting.

But just then, from a flat area nearby, something seemed to shatter into pieces. Dust rose, and with a roar, it was as if torn spirit money fluttered everywhere. On the ground, a pitch-black dry well was revealed, and from it suddenly billowed a mass of black mist, instantly blocking out the moonlight. A small, unidentifiable shadow shot out.

Not only that, as the small shadow darted out, there was also an indescribable wailing, like a thousand infants crying in anguish. The sound struck the ears with terror, evoking thoughts of the most vicious curses, as if the listener’s past and present lives would be dragged into endless hell!

At this moment, how could the beautiful youth have expected such an uninvited guest to suddenly attack from behind? Although he dodged in time, the strange, ferocious little black shadow effortlessly swept past his right leg. It seemed light, but the blood that spurted out formed a chilling red waterfall in the air, splattering onto the dying Jason Allen’s face, making him clearly feel the warmth of the blood.

The attacker was none other than the ghost lurking in this Shen family haunted house!

Speaking of this ghost’s origins, it is actually rather lamentable. It was destined to be born into the Shen family, but on its first reincarnation, it encountered the illicit affair between the Shen family master and a maid. The Shen family’s wife was extremely jealous and shrewish; the maid, not wanting to be secretly beaten to death, had no choice but to abort the child.