The bad value system is measuring values.

Chapter 198 Blood House

The dim light, like a blurred halo magnified countless times, was so blinding that Qiao Xiao couldn't open her eyes at all.

Although Qiao Xiao had received treatment and her skin had grown back, her wrinkled appearance made her look like a terrifying witch.

Qiao Xiao always wore a black mask to completely cover her face, and her attire was also all black, except for the silver necklace around her neck, which emitted a faint light in the darkness.

"I'm a monster now, right, Asdor? My brother will be so scared when he sees me like this that he'll back away. But I really miss him. What should we do, Asdor? What should we do?"

Suddenly, a face appeared beside her.

"I know where your brother is, Xiao Xiao!" The voice was soft and gentle, but to Qiao Xiao, it was like the cry of a devil.

Qiao Xiao was clearly startled. "What are you going to do?" She quickly took a few steps back, obviously not believing Zhang Lingwan's nonsense.

"I've found your brother! Zhong Huanli!"

"You've lied to me like this before, I won't believe you again. Get out of here, or I'll have another attack."

Zhang Lingwan looked at her lifeless eyes with a wronged expression and said, "Why do you never believe me, Qiao Xiao?"

Qiao Xiao was startled, and her tone suddenly softened: "I'm sorry, my nerves are acting strangely again. Please forgive me, Ling Wan."

Hearing her call his name, Zhang Lingwan's anger instantly dissipated. His gaze was fixed on Qiao Xiao's eyes. In his eyes, Qiao Xiao was like a frightened little rabbit, exuding an aura of heartbreaking vulnerability.

"Ling Wan, you said you found my brother, where is he?" Qiao Xiao's voice trembled slightly as she eagerly wanted to know her brother's whereabouts.

Zhang Lingwan didn't answer immediately, but silently handed the phone to Qiao Xiao. The phone screen flickered with a faint light, which stung Qiao Xiao's eyes.

She slowly rubbed her eyes. It was a news report, and the photos and information on it made her panic instantly.

"Brother! It's you, brother, take me to him, I beg you!" Qiao Xiao's voice was filled with despair and pleading. She gripped Zhang Lingwan's clothes tightly, afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Seeing Qiao Xiao so flustered, Zhang Lingwan couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. He gently comforted her, "Don't worry, come to my house and rest for a while. I'll take you to see him tomorrow."

Qiao Xiao released her grip abruptly as if electrocuted, shaking her head repeatedly, "No, no, don't trouble yourself." As she spoke, she unconsciously took a few steps back and tightly hugged the barely breathing Asdor in her arms.

A sinister glint lurked in Zhang Lingwan's eyes. His gaze never left Asdor, and a slight, mocking smile played on his lips as he said, "Look at you, you dog, you probably won't live much longer." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and swiftly snatched Asdor away.

Qiao Xiao's nerves tensed instantly. She frantically protected Asdor, repeatedly shouting, "Don't touch it!"

Suddenly, she saw a sharp knife plunge deep into Astor, blood gushing from the wound, and Astor in her arms was struggling in agony.

Qiao Xiao pushed Zhang Lingwan away in despair, "What are you doing?!" She took off her coat to bandage the wound to prevent excessive bleeding, but the bleeding wouldn't stop.

“I have hemostatic medicine at home. You either come back with me, or you can just watch it die!” Zhang Lingwan said coldly.

Qiao Xiao retorted directly, "Why should I believe you!"

“I have a knife in my hand.” He brandished the knife, his eyes coldly fixed on the nearly dead Asdor. “Hurry up, Xiaoxiao. You know, there are no hospitals in this city, and you can’t see clearly. I think he’s really about to die.”

“I…I’ll go with you.”

Zhang Lingwan gripped Qiao Xiao's wrist tightly and ran quickly, completely disregarding Qiao Xiao's condition, only wanting to get home as fast as possible.

Zhang Lingwan's room was in the basement. Qiao Xiao felt her body going down, but she didn't care anymore; she had to save Asdor.

Once inside the room, to calm Qiao Xiao down, Zhang Lingwan slowly treated Asdor's wounds. Qiao Xiao held Asdor in her arms, repeatedly calling out, "Asdor! Asdor!"

Astol miraculously let out a soft "uh," the light in his eyes vanished, and he appeared to be on the verge of death.

"Xiao Xiao, don't go anywhere else. Just stay here with me. I'll accept you no matter what you look like."

As Qiao Xiao looked at Zhang Ling's upturned lips, she couldn't help but feel a chill. The indoor lights flickered on and off, and looking at him, she felt as if the area around him was like mold growing from a blackened wound, a mass of darkness.

Qiao Xiaoxin said with despair, "Asdor cannot die. That's my only request."

She nuzzled against Asdor, who was nestled in her arms, and tears welled up in her eyes, dripping onto its sparse fur.

“Okay, I promise you.” Zhang Lingwan sat down next to Qiao Xiao, her eyelids wide open, and said with a bright smile.

...

"The smell of blood is so strong..."

Zhong Huanli's brows furrowed like mountains, his gaze filled with sorrow as he stared at the blood on the ground. The water and blood were mixed together, and he recognized Asdor's aura.

"They must be safe and sound."

He tracked the scent of blood to the place where it was strongest, but an even stronger odor masked the original smell—a stench that defied description, as if it contained all the filth in the world.

Zhong Huanli arrived at the place with the strongest smell of blood, a dilapidated house covered with green plants, the door damp with moss-like plants growing on it.

He pushed open the door, and a pungent smell filled the air. Zhong Huanli immediately blocked out his sense of smell.

A sliver of light from outside, like an explorer, shone into the dark place. As soon as Zhong Huanli took a step, she felt herself step on something—a pile of hair scattered on the ground.

“It’s cat hair.” He frowned, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

Cat skins, covered in clots of blood, were rolled up to one side, yellow like strips of meat, while white ones were soaking in jars of various sizes. All the remaining organs, bones, and black skin were in a huge vat, where flesh and blood were mixed together, the dark color tinged with a hint of scarlet. The contents of the vat resembled honeyed chocolate sauce, with chunks of food floating on top like unmelted chocolate.

Zhong Huanli dialed the police from a public phone booth. The police quickly responded and contacted Zhong Huanli. Zhang Lingwan happened to witness this scene.

Zhang Lingwan hid far away to conceal herself, her eyes fixed on everything before her with a sinister gaze.

"It's you again, Zhong Huanli! You've ruined everything I've painstakingly built!"