"Your father was a perfectionist, and he demanded that his family live up to his expectations.
Under this pressure, your mother filed for divorce. She wanted to take you away, but she had no financial income and was unable to win over your father.
After the divorce, your father became even stricter with you. Under this distorted upbringing, you also developed serious mental problems, but you hid them so well that no one noticed.
"After graduating from university, you joined a group by chance. You discovered that as long as you posted some photos in the group, you would receive praise and envy from many people. This was attention you had never experienced before.
You begin to take advantage of your position to take photos requested by the group. At first, you worry that someone will find out, but as you do it more and more, you become bolder and bolder, thinking that even if some classmates find out, they won't dare to act rashly because you have their photos.
Later, in order to get more compliments, you even secretly took pictures of students from behind, asked people in the group to vote, and then attacked the one with the highest votes.
You use them to get attention, but you hate their imperfections. You wear gloves every time you take off their clothes, and wash your hands frantically after taking the photos.
Bai Ziyao, don't you feel pain in having such a divided life?"
Bai Ziyao's voice came from behind the firefighters: "This is all your imagination. If I really did such a thing, why were only Shang Muke's photos leaked, and why did Guo Juan come out to identify her?"
"Because you threatened me with my photo. If I didn't listen to you, you would take the photo to my mother."
Guo Juan stepped out of the crowd and said, "I will work hard to repay the money you gave me to save my mother's life. I recorded our transaction. If you don't believe me, I can play it right now."
Her appearance made Bai Ziyao's sophistry fall apart. Seeing that the situation was not favorable to him, he did not care about the possibility of being struck by lightning and hurriedly ran downstairs.
The moment he left the crowd, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck his right arm directly, and a burnt smell filled the air.
When the smoke cleared, it was seen that the flesh and blood on Bai Ziyao's entire right arm were burnt, and the bones inside were clearly visible.
Su Yan looked at the dissipating lightning in shock. The lightning that Bai Ziyao suffered at the beginning was imitated by her newly refined lightning talisman. Due to its insufficient power, it could only cause superficial injuries.
Now this is real thunder, she is a little curious, could it be that Tiandao also likes to wander around and watch the fun.
[Based on my many years of medical experience, the beastly teacher's right arm cannot be saved. This is simply murderous for someone who pursues perfection.]
[I will forward this video to all the groups, and try to let everyone know that Shang Mu is innocent.]
[I advise anyone who has spoken rudely to the Master to apologize immediately. She truly has someone above her.]
[I've really opened my eyes today. I hope everyone in the group gets arrested.]
The police cracked Bai Ziyao's phone and found the group that Su Yan mentioned. Even though they had many years of experience in handling cases, the police still wanted to arrest Bai Ziyao and give him a good beating.
The chat records were extremely explicit, with videos and photos popping up one after another. Their modus operandi was not only sneak shots, but also forced women.
The staff retrieved the information of the group members and notified local police forces to carry out arrests. Many people who thought there would be no risk if they left the group were arrested while working.
Because Shang Muke's case had such a huge impact, the photos of them being arrested were circulated like Shang Muke's. Many people were disliked by their families after they were released and had to move to another city to live.
After being discharged from the hospital, Bai Ziyao could not accept his disability, nor was he willing to die like this. He relied on getting drunk every day to escape reality. Just two years after being released from prison, he was diagnosed with stomach cancer and eventually died.
After his death, his father felt it was unlucky and was unwilling to clean up after him. His mother had a new family and had no choice but to pay someone to bury him casually.
Su Yan ignored the rainbow farts in the barrage: "Now let's draw the last audience member for tonight."
Jasmine Green Tea huddled in the quilt: "Master, the grandfather I was about to bury has come back to life, and I don't think it's my grandfather who has come back."
"The story begins on the day my grandfather was buried."
As the sound of firecrackers and suona music stopped, the most respected elder in the village bowed to the coffin and shouted to the kneeling younger generations: "Lower the coffin."
Crying sounds quickly rang out all around, and amidst the layers of crying, a faint voice came: "Let me out."
The person burying the soil thought he had heard it wrong. Looking at the scattered graves around him, the horror stories widely circulated in the countryside kept popping up in his mind. He couldn't help but speed up his movements, wanting to finish it quickly.
But the cries from inside the coffin became more frequent, and there were also banging sounds from the top of the coffin: "You bunch of bastards, I'm still alive, let me out."
The two people closest to the coffin looked at each other, confirming that they had heard the sound, and were so scared that they threw the tools in their hands to the ground: "Old man, old man, he is still alive."
Their words were so terrifying that everyone around them stopped what they were doing. In the quiet atmosphere, the voice from the coffin became even clearer: "Let me out."
The old man glanced at the host. This kind of thing was usually considered unlucky. "What are you going to do?"
Father Zhu glanced at his family members and said, "Since there's a chance my father is still alive, let's open the coffin and take a look."
It is not easy to open a sealed coffin again. Everyone quickly found a black cloth and covered the coffin completely. In this way, even if the person inside really died, it would not destroy his way to the underworld.
Under the gaze of the crowd, the sealed coffin was reopened, and the old man couldn't wait to climb out: "I'm almost suffocating to death, why are you so slow?"
The old man nimbly sat up from the coffin and stretched out his hand to his son who was still standing there: "What are you looking at? Pull me up quickly. You expect an old man to climb out of such a high pit by himself."
Zhu's father woke up as if from a dream. He carefully took his father's hand, feeling the slight warmth on it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Slow down, I will pull you up immediately."
"Just like that, grandpa, who was supposed to be buried, returned home with us."
“At first, our family was very happy that grandpa was alive again, but my nephew and I were the only ones who felt something was wrong.
I always felt that my grandfather exuded a rotten smell. When I was close to him, I felt very uncomfortable and always wanted to escape. My nephew, who used to be the most attached to my grandfather, also resisted my grandfather's closeness. As long as the distance between us exceeded one meter, my nephew would immediately start crying.
"That day I tentatively asked him: Are you really my grandfather?"
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