Chapter 38 In the Graveyard
Fu Yang supported his chin with one hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked a little lazy, but people did not dare to underestimate him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Anything else?"
The man gritted his teeth with a stern face.
"I don't care if what you said is true or not. I'll give you two hundred thousand and you send that person away!"
He originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but thinking of his recent physical discomfort and various misfortunes, he would rather spend money to buy peace and quiet, regardless of whether there are ghosts in the world or not.
Two hundred thousand is still affordable for him.
Besides, isn’t the reason why this anchor says so much just for money?
Fu Yang curled his lips and smiled coldly.
"No."
Talking to her with this attitude, are you afraid that she will die too slowly?
After saying that, he kicked the man off the line.
People like this will never reflect on their own mistakes, but will only blame everything on others. They are extremely selfish.
Even if you save him, he will still be a disaster.
[Sister Yang is still handsome, whatever she says is true.]
[Hey, cool! I don't know why that old man is so arrogant. It's obviously his fault.]
[Alas, I feel sorry for his friend. He trusted the wrong person and not only lost his money, but also his life.]
[Is the anchor really not going to save him? What if something really happens to him? Isn't it said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda?]
[Even then, we can't save such a heartless person.]
Fu Yang glanced at the comments and then sent out the second lucky bag.
The person who won the lucky bag was named "Xu Dayong" online. People in the live broadcast room thought it was another middle-aged man.
However, after winning the lucky bag, Xu Dayong did not give gifts immediately. Instead, he applied for a connection after a while.
Netizens couldn't help but remind.
[Are you new to the livestream? You need to pay a divination fee first, which is a 3,000 yuan private jet.]
[That's right, who would tell fortunes without paying a fee? Are you trying to take advantage?]
[If you don't give gifts, leave now and ask the host to send you a new lucky bag. Yours will be invalid.]
At this time, Xu Dayong's application connection has not been disconnected.
Fu Yang moved his fingers and agreed to his connection in the next second.
【Ah, Sister Yang, what are you doing? 】
[Didn't you say you had to pay the divination fee first? Why are you making an exception?]
[If you are like this, what if others don’t give gifts next time? ]
【that is--】
Netizens kept posting comments, seeming very dissatisfied.
At this time, the netizen Xu Dayong from the expression connection appeared on the screen. He was a little boy about ten years old with long, unkempt hair, dark skin, and a dim background.
Netizens' words began to become milder.
[Little friend, are you connected to the wrong link? This is a fortune-telling live broadcast room.]
The little boy's voice rang out, sounding a little hoarse, and his voice was very low, as if he was afraid someone would hear it.
"Sister, I didn't connect wrongly, and this wasn't a prank. I just wanted to connect with you, but—"
The boy lowered his head, looking cautious and ashamed.
"But I don't have three thousand yuan to buy you a gift. I know fortune-telling requires money. Can I owe it to you first and pay it back to you later?"
Having said that, the boy raised his head and looked at Fu Yang with hope in his eyes.
The sister in front of me looks so beautiful. Will she help me?
What is this kid trying to do? He looks so pitiful.
[Woo woo woo, I feel like an abandoned puppy. ]
Where are you, kid? Are you at home? I see an old light bulb above my head.
Fu Yang looked at the screen. The little boy's eyes were red, as if he had just cried. He looked anxious and helpless.
She sighed and said softly:
"Okay, but I'll still charge you one dollar for the divination."
Her sect has a rule that they will collect more from the rich and less from the poor, but they must collect.
Unless the person has one of the three types of fate, we will not charge for divination.
The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Thank you, sister."
After saying that, he immediately walked to the bed and took out a folded plastic bag from under the bed. He opened the plastic bag layer by layer, revealing the contents.
All I saw were bills of cash wrapped in layers of plastic bags.
Most of the money in it was fifty cents, with a few dollars, and no money over one dollar. There was also a few coins.
The little boy took out two fifty-cent coins from the plastic bag, looked at Fu Yang with sparkling eyes and asked:
"Sister, how can I give you the divination fee?"
Fu Yang:
"From now on, this dollar is mine. You keep it for me."
The boy nodded obediently.
Fu Yang looked at him and said directly:
"You want to find out what happened to your mother, don't you?"
When the boy heard this, his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.
He was sad and worried, and he had to keep his voice down even though he was crying.
"Sister, when I came back from school today, Mom was gone. I asked Dad, but he said she went out to work. I didn't believe him."
"Dad never lets Mom go out, and Mom loves me the most. She once said that no matter where she goes, she will take me with her. Also, my Mom doesn't have an ID card. The teacher said that you need an ID card to work outside the home now, but Mom never has one."
Then he said anxiously:
"I asked my mother where she was working, but my father didn't tell me. He just said she went to a place far away. But I just checked and her clothes were all there. But there was a lot of blood in the room."
The little boy almost cried.
"Something must have happened to my mom. I need to go save her. Sister, can you help me find my mom? I stole my dad's phone while he was sleeping. Sister, you said you can tell fortunes, can you tell me where my mom is?"
Fu Yang frowned as he looked at his face.
The little boy's parents' palace was dark at this moment. His mother must have been seriously injured and in danger of her life.
Fu Yang:
"Do you have any recent photos of your mother?"
Upon hearing this, the little boy immediately searched the room and found a photo from a few years ago. He said dejectedly:
"This is the only photo I have of my mom, is that okay?"
Fu Yang took a closer look at the photo, then immediately said:
"Your mother is in danger now. She's buried in a grave in the hills behind your house. Are you afraid?"
After hearing this, the little boy became anxious and immediately opened the door and rushed out.
"I'm not afraid, sister. Tell me which grave my mother is in. I want to rescue her!"
He walked to the door and suddenly remembered something and picked up a hoe.
Fu Yang:
"It's in your grandmother's grave. It's not buried deep enough. You need to hurry."
After saying that, Fu Yang quickly calculated on his hands and found out where the little boy was. He immediately called the police and an ambulance.
This is not a simple domestic dispute or violence incident.
The netizens in the live broadcast room were worried at this moment.
[Oh my god, this baby is so heartwarming and pitiful. ]
[Hey, what happened to the kid's mother? Thinking about what he just said to Sister Yang, it's really scary.]
[Could it be that his father and his mother had a conflict and accidentally beat someone to death?]
[Oh my god, I hope the kid's mother is okay! Since Sister Yang told him to hurry, she's probably not dead yet, but she's almost there.]
[This isn't an accident, it's intentional injury! Intentional homicide!]
[Strange, doesn't the boy's mother have any relatives? How could his father handle the situation so easily? He wasn't even willing to send his wife to the hospital? Don't you think it's unreasonable?]
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