"What ghosts are there in this world? Only those who have done wrong have a guilty conscience!"
He Chusheng was in a difficult situation and turned to find a master to help him exorcise the ghost, but he was swindled out of a lot of money. By the time he realized what had happened, the master had already disappeared.
Qiu Qing's father was extremely dissatisfied with this and scolded him.
Because of being haunted by He Yuling's vengeful spirit, He Chusheng's mental state deteriorated to an extreme degree. Originally, Qiu Qing was attracted to his face, but now that he was acting strangely all day long and his white hair was increasing, Qiu Qing began to doubt whether her choice was wrong.
He Yuling appeared around He Chusheng, in front of him, behind him, in his back, in his arms, in his back, in his back, in his back, she was almost everywhere. He Chusheng had broken down.
He Chusheng was startled by He Yuling's sudden appearance once again. He Yuling kept asking him why, and He Chusheng immediately knelt down.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry to our child!"
He Chusheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have killed you, and I shouldn't have cheated your family out of their money!"
Bloodstains were visible on the floor.
"Please let me go, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
Looking at the man, He Yuling suddenly laughed bitterly. She suddenly remembered when her father brought Fang Zhiyi home a long time ago, He Chusheng hugged her and said that he would marry no one but her. She wanted to strangle He Chusheng, but now she was powerless to do so. The only thing she could do was cling to him.
But now it seems pointless. Is it worth it for a man who doesn't love you?
Hearing her laugh, He Chusheng trembled with fear and kept begging for mercy.
He didn't dare to raise his head until he could no longer hear the laughter; He Yuling had disappeared.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly someone patted his shoulder. He Chusheng yelled and jumped up. Only then did he realize that there were quite a few people standing behind him. Qiu Qing's father stared wide-eyed, Qiu Qing covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes filled with fear, and the servants were also looking at him and whispering among themselves.
"I, I...."
No one listened to his explanations; his enemies simply kicked him out of the house. They dared not keep a murderer in their home.
Fortunately, Qiu Qing didn't hand him over to the police because they were husband and wife.
However, He Chusheng's mental state has deteriorated. He mutters to himself from time to time, screams in terror from time to time, and sometimes even shows a neurotic smile as if he is holding a child.
He became a mentally ill homeless man.
A wandering Taoist priest glanced at him as he passed by, first performed some divination, and then shook his head.
"It's fate. Live well, you'll have a long life in this life."
He Chusheng, who was sometimes lucid and sometimes insane, stood there dumbfounded. The meaning of "long lifespan" was... would he live like this forever? He wanted to chase after the Taoist priest to ask for a way to be freed, but when he looked up, he saw that the pedestrian in front of him had turned into the dead He Yuling.
"Ah! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"
The pedestrians walked around him with a look of disgust.
Deep in the mountains, Big Yellow watched as the little mouse on the table, now intelligent, struggled to carry a fruit, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
Little White ignored him, or rather, Little White couldn't speak yet; it just called out twice and then pushed the fruit away.
The snake spirit beside her said, "Don't even mention it. This morning it found a rabbit. It probably went to feed the rabbit with fruit. It doesn't look like a monster at all; it's practically a living bodhisattva."
Dahuang seemed to be deep in thought.
"Pass down the order: all lesser demons must perform good deeds and accumulate merit from now on..."
"ah?"
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