Chapter 102 Chapter 102

Just as Gu Yan said, things started to go wrong for him.

In the past, he could win hundreds to thousands of dollars every time he bought two scratch tickets. He hardly had to worry about work, and he had a harmonious relationship with his girlfriend, who loved him very much.

But after his girlfriend's child miscarried, everything became different.

His work was not going well, his financial luck was not going well, and his relationships with his family and colleagues were not going well. In the end, he not only lost his job, but was also diagnosed with mid-stage cancer.

He can now feel his life slipping away every day. Every day, the ghosts' gossip by the bed becomes clearer, and sometimes he can even clearly hear the content of the ghosts' conversation.

One day, he bravely interrupted, and the ghosts' gossip by the bed suddenly disappeared, and the room was quiet for a moment.

The next second, a voice rang in his ear.

They leaned close to his ear and spoke, saying only one sentence: Can you hear us?

It was a question, but also a statement.

He could hear a little excitement in it, as if it was a welcome to the newcomers who were about to join.

Gao Jihui just felt creepy.

After that, with every day that passed, the voices in his ears would become clearer, and his body would become weaker.

He felt that he was dying.

Asking Gu Yanyi for help was really a helpless act when he was desperate. He knew best what he had done, and he hoped that Gu Yanyi would not see through it, and even if he did, he would not expose it.

Therefore, he cut off the beginning and the end, and concealed important information, just hoping that the other party would not delve into it.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yanyi not only investigated deeply, but even almost revealed how many times he had wet the bed when he was a child. He knew his past better than Gao Jihui did.

Gao Jihui simply stopped pretending and begged: "Master, I know you have great magical powers, please save me! I will agree to anything you ask me to do!"

Gu Yanyi said without any context: "It is well known that the Heavenly Dao is very vengeful."

Everyone:? We don't know?

Gu Yanyi: "Everything you do, whether good or bad, is recorded in its little notebook. It will arrange your next retribution based on these facts. So you now have two choices, one is immediate death penalty, and the other is suspended death sentence."

Gao Jihui: ... ... Can he not choose?

Gao Jihui: "What is immediate death penalty?"

"I solved the formation for you, and you suffered backlash and died suddenly."

Gao Jihui: "...what is suspended death?"

"I didn't solve your formation, and your luck was absorbed by the evil cultivator, and you died suddenly after a period of time."

[You're making me laugh to death. Are you planning to inherit my loan? ]

[Can you please not make such a serious matter sound so funny? My merits for today are gone! ]

[Are you a funny guy sent by the gods? I have accumulated virtues and done good deeds all my life, so I was supposed to go to heaven, but today I laughed out loud, and from now on the gates of hell will open wide for me! ]

[There is an electronic wooden fish in the comment section, I'll knock it first as a sign of respect. Merit +1+1+1+1+1]

Gao Jihui really cried: "Master, I know I have committed many evil deeds, I know I am unforgivable, but I really didn't kill anyone, is there really no room for change?"

Gu Yanyi: "It's not impossible, the death penalty can also be reduced if the performance is good."

Gao Jihui: "... Then, then I..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Yanyi: "Go, your chance of commutation will come to you."

Gao Jihui hesitated, but the fear of death overcame the doubts in his heart. He turned the computer in a different direction, aimed the camera at the door, and stood up to open the door.

Outside the house was a man who was about the same height as him, wearing a duckbill cap. The brim of the hat was pulled down so low that only the lower half of the man's face could be seen. He was holding a plastic bag with several stacked takeout boxes in it.

Seeing Gao Jihui open the door, the man handed the things to him and said, "Your takeout is here."

Gao Jihui: "I didn't order takeout." He subconsciously reached out to take it, and out of the corner of his eye he saw something sharp and shiny sticking out from the bottom of the takeout box.

It was the tip of a knife!

Gao Jihui moved almost at the same time as the man.

The man threw away the takeout box, revealing a hidden fruit knife, and stabbed Gao Jihui's eyeball fiercely.

Gao Jihui subconsciously dodged backwards and avoided the sudden attack.

This... is this the opportunity for a reduced sentence that Gu Yanyi mentioned? !

Gao Jihui took a few steps back, and the man outside took a few steps forward, waving the knife in his hand towards Gao Jihui again.

The camera faithfully captured this scene.

[I was so scared! ! ! Call the police! ! ! ! Murder! ! ! ! ]

[I was stunned. Who is from here? Call the police quickly. Network administrator, network administrator, check the IP address! ! ! ]

[I was wondering how it would be possible to get a chance to reduce the sentence so easily. The charlatan was so mean and didn't warn the other party at all! ]

[The charlatan said that some bloody disasters are destined. If you warn in advance and avoid them, you will encounter them again in the future. So he won't say... But he didn't seem to take a picture of Ping An Fu? Sorry, I can't make it up anymore. He did it on purpose. ]

[The charlatan did it on purpose. The appraisal is complete. 】

The comment area of ​​the live broadcast room was in a mess. The administrators who usually lurk and the official police account popped up one after another, advising Gu Yanyi to stop the two people from fighting first to avoid loss of life.

If it were someone else, what could they do across the network cable? They could only wait for the police to deal with it. But who is Gu Yanyi? He is the one who can make ghosts come to you across the network cable, and the one who can send talismans to you with a snap of his fingers.

Even if he appeared in the home of the caller the next second, they would not be surprised.

Gu Yanyi smacked his lips: "Stop it, okay."

He cleared his throat and said: "Feng Jinsong, the body of your eighth prey is still at home waiting for you to deal with it. Is it really okay for you to waste time here?"

【? 】

【? ??? 】

【No, brother, what do you mean? Is it what I think it means? ? ? 】

【I finally understand why the charlatans don’t care. Evil people fight evil people, and whoever gets into trouble will win. 】

Feng Jinsong, the man in the duckbill cap, heard the sound coming from not far away and turned his head subconsciously. This moment of slackness was caught by Gao Jihui, who finally turned the defense into offense.

Feng Jinsong's knife was almost snatched away, and he had no time to pay attention to the sound. He quickly gathered his mind, grabbed the fruit knife, and continued to fight with Gao Jihui.

Gao Jihui was now weak, and it didn't take long for Feng Jinsong to gain the upper hand again.

Seeing that the tip of the knife had already touched Gao Jihui's artery, Gu Yanyi said again: "Your other seven preys are lying in the ground and in the water, it's so cold. They miss you very much. Every night their souls are chatting with you, but it's a pity that you can't hear them. They are all crying with sadness."

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Jinsong's strength was released again, and Gao Jihui suppressed him again.

"You should ask the person who really hurt you to calculate your childhood trauma. Others know nothing. You just targeted them because they are a little special. How innocent."

Feng Jinsong's strength was reduced again, and the fruit knife was not held firmly and fell to the ground.

"Who... are you?"

"I'm just an unknown fortune teller." Gu Yanyi was humble.

Feng Jinsong turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, and then he found that there was actually a computer on the table, and the camera was facing them at this time. The scene of himself and Gao Jihui's struggle was clearly broadcast in the live broadcast room.

He was finished.

The moment this thought came to his mind, his chest was suddenly filled with anger, and he burst into strength. He pushed Gao Jihui away and grabbed the fallen dagger.

Since he was finished, he had to take at least one more person to hell before everything was over.

The next second, his dagger stabbed diagonally into Gao Jihui's side.

Almost at the same time, the police rushed into the house.

Seeing the police coming, Feng Jinsong did not resist at all. He let them handcuff him and take him away.

The ambulance that arrived took Gao Jihui away.

Soon, the police also found the "eighth prey's body" mentioned by Gu Yanyi in Feng Jinsong's house.

The body was still warm and had not been dead for long. It was naked and tied with ropes, but there was no sign of struggle. In addition, some special "toys" were found in his home.

The gender of the body was male.

Feng Jinsong knew that the scene of his crime was witnessed by a large number of people and the body was found by the police. He knew that he could not escape death this time, so he simply stopped resisting and smiled and told everything he had done.

His parents divorced when he was young, and he followed his mother.

It was not easy for his mother to get married with a burden, and all her relationships remained at the stage of finding a boyfriend.

Later, the mother found a boyfriend who was willing to marry her. She was grateful that she was finally not the divorced woman with a baby who was criticized.

But he and his mother didn't know that the man was a pervert.

He had a secret hobby. He liked children, especially little boys.

After marriage, he began to commit crimes against Feng Jinsong. At first, Feng Jinsong also went to his mother to cry, but his mother didn't want to destroy her marriage. Even if her own child suffered these, his mother chose to turn a blind eye.

Sometimes Feng Jinsong even felt that his mother deliberately gave him to the man, just to ask the man not to divorce him.

It was not until Feng Jinsong was 15 years old and began to grow that the man's interest in him finally disappeared. He finally lived a life without torture.

But Feng Jinsong's heart had long been twisted.

One night, Feng Jinsong took advantage of his mother's absence and tied the man up with a rope.

He wanted revenge.

When the iron hanger whipped the man's body, he showed no expression of pain, but secret enjoyment.

Feng Jinsong was surprised, and then laughed: "So you are really a pervert?" He likes to torture children, and he also likes to be tortured.

A feast of abuse began.

When Feng Jinsong's mother came home the next day, she saw the mess and the disgusting scene on the ground. She couldn't even scream, and she sat down on the ground with a slump.

Feng Jinsong glanced at his mother coldly and said, "Have you seen enough? If you have, come and help."

The man died.

Feng Jinsong's mother trembled as she helped her son deal with the body.

She did not dare to disobey her son and only hoped that after killing the man, he would not do anything to her again.

For a month after the man's death, Feng Jinsong lived in anxiety.

He was afraid that when he returned home, there would be two policemen sitting in his house to arrest him.

But nothing happened.

In order to avoid his perverted hobby being discovered, the man had a weak relationship with his relatives and did not have many friends. He only had a large group of perverts like him who gathered from all over the world.

When he said this, the two policemen opposite him had already looked gloomy.

"What group? Do you still stay?"