Du Lele took the utility knife, found the right angle, and aimed it at her wrist, still immersed in her brewing suicidal mood. The computer was playing depressing music, accompanied by the candlelight in the room.
"...Today, let's raise our knives and accompany our brother on his journey." Du Lele held the knife to her wrist, the skin unbroken. She sobbed uncontrollably, not knowing if she was encouraging herself or the others in the group. "Keep going, our brother is watching over us."
A gust of wind blew by.
A few of the candles, arranged in a heart shape, were blown out. In the middle, a black and white photo of Sun Hao stared at her quietly. Du Lele suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if something was holding her back.
She was nearsighted and had just cried so hard that she took off her glasses. She could only vaguely see the dense barrage of comments. Du Lele picked up her glasses and put them on, only to see the young fans in the group waving their hands and pointing at her back with terrified expressions.
Because Du Lele wanted to speak, she muted the group chat. She was the only one left to speak.
I glanced at the barrage.
【Look behind you.】
[Look behind me, is that a ghost?]
[Sun Hao is here to show up, damn.]
Look, he's getting closer and closer to you.
All the comments flooding the screen were meant to make her look behind, and the terrified expressions on the faces of the young fans in the group were not fake. Du Lele felt a chill on her back, as if something was pressing against her, a chilly sensation that lacked the warmth of a popular figure.
My mind went blank for a moment, my body stiffened, unable to move. Instinctively, I tilted my head slightly to the side and saw a finger on her shoulder. It was pale and stiff, not at all like a living person. Like, like a dead person.
Then she thought of Sun Hao coming to see her.
"Are you looking for me?"
"I am coming."
The man's voice sounded faintly.
Du Lele had been a fan of Sun Hao for so long, he could be considered a die-hard fan. He once had a fight with a female roommate over Sun Hao, and secretly cut her hair while she was sleeping before moving out. How could he not recognize who this voice belonged to?
It’s Sun and Sun Hao.
But Sun Hao is already dead.
The man hid in the darkness. The wind from the window blew up the curtains, and the moonlight outside shone coldly on half of Sun Hao's face. His pale skin was covered with red bloodshot, as if it had been cut at the moment of death, with blood oozing out drop by drop.
'Sun Hao' looked at Du Lele and the suicide live broadcast group behind him with a gloomy gaze.
The livestream room exploded with traffic, with over 400,000 new members in just a few minutes, and the number was still growing. Du Lele chose this title to attract netizens and make the incident bigger, so he could avenge his brother Sun Hao.
But now Lu Cijiu did not show up, but the deceased Sun Hao came to haunt him instead.
The comments were all shocked.
[Fuck, it really is Sun Hao.]
[The death mosaic was so strict this morning, it looks so tragic now.]
[But how could a ghost appear in the camera? ]
[Oh my god, who can explain this? ]
[It's terrifying. This woman is asking for trouble.]
Du Lele's legs were shaking. The little fans in the group who were about to commit suicide were now scared. Seeing their former idol, brother Sun Hao, they were not moved at all. They even screamed and cried for their parents, saying there was a ghost.
They could run, but Du Lele couldn't. Her legs were weak, but fortunately she was sitting on the computer chair.
When the wind blew, the chair automatically and slowly turned towards "Sun Hao".
"Aren't you going to accompany me?" Sun Hao said faintly, looking at Du Lele's utility knife. "Cut it. The blood will flow out of your body bit by bit. You will get cold. Hurry up, I'm so lonely."
'Boom'.
Du Lele threw away the utility knife in his hand, as if to get rid of a trouble, and said fearfully with a look of horror on his face, "You, you don't come over here."
Sun Hao slowly drifted closer. Moonlight shone on half his body, covered in blood. He was still wearing the same pajamas he'd worn to sleep during the recording of the show that night. His exposed skin, stained with blood, looked like pieces of a corpse, unsightly, disgusting, and terrifying.
The live broadcast audience only saw a bloody shadow suddenly float in front of Du Lele, and Du Lele suddenly screamed "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!" From their perspective, they could only see Sun Hao's hand holding the utility knife that fell to the ground. Du Lele struggled on the seat, but offered no resistance.
Then the utility knife was pressed against Du Lele's neck.
"Suicide cut here, blood splattered, very beautiful."
"Didn't you always say you loved me and wanted to be with me?"
"I'll do your bidding. I'll kill you with my own hands, and then I'll kill the group of people who will be buried with you."
Death was approaching, his skin was cut, and Du Lele felt no pain, but his fear was doubled, as if he had stepped into hell. He struggled, broke down and cried out: "No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to be buried with you, please let me go, let me go..."
"You lied to me? You said you loved me and you wanted to be buried with me." Sun Hao's voice was cold and ruthless, and the blood on his body dripped onto Du Lele's face and head.
Du Lele shook his head, his face pale, and shouted: "No, I'm not, I just like to dominate those brainless fans, I just want to trick them into committing suicide, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
【This woman is so cheap. 】
The young fans in the group are all middle and high school students. Their rationality and values are still immature. They were tricked into committing suicide. They didn't even think about dying. They risked their lives to seek justice for Sun Hao. 6666
[I kind of want Sun Hao to kill this woman.]
【Just chase stars, don’t be stupid. 】
If it's not Lu Cijiu, who else could it be? Why hasn't the title been released yet? 】
[Oh my god, I came just in time! My friend said this live studio is haunted.]
Du Lele heard the sound of blood dripping from his head, and a sinister voice said, "It's too late. I'm going to peel off your skin bit by bit, starting from the head and peeling it neatly along your scalp..."
The tip of the box cutter scratched her forehead, causing a sharp pain.
Du Lele screamed, but no one helped her. In despair, she was skinned to death by the ghost she once loved.
The live broadcast camera was bloody, then went black.
But the comments were boiling over. The heat was growing.
Inside the rental house, on the computer chair, Du Lele had fainted. 'Sun Hao' took two steps back in disgust, and with a shake of his body, the ghostly Sun Hao turned into a scarred, muscular man. This was Xiaohong.
Xiaohong looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock.
There are so many things to do that it takes up half a day. After work, I can still catch up to buy glutinous rice and lotus root for my master.
Xiaohong thought of the five thousand yuan in her mobile phone, and she jumped out of the window and landed on the ground. She disappeared in the village streets in a swagger, turned into a fierce figure, and disappeared in front of the university gate in an instant and arrived in Yuncheng.
I queued up to buy glutinous rice lotus root and went home!
Ten minutes later.
The police knocked on the door of the rental house. After receiving a report from netizens and checking Du Lele's IP address, the police immediately went out and quickly determined the address. However, before going up to the second floor, they asked the landlord, who said that the second floor was very quiet and they didn't hear any noise.
How could that be?
They were watching the live broadcast just now, and Du Lele shouted repeatedly.
But the landlord's expression couldn't be fake. Saving lives was the most important thing. The police showed their credentials and asked the landlord to lead the way. After knocking on the door, the landlord stood by anxiously, "What happened to this woman? I always say she doesn't look like a college student. She's acting weird every day. Sometimes I see her buy a rabbit, skin it, and put it in a delivery box. I don't know who to send it to. Another time, she killed a chicken..."
'Bang'!
The police broke into the room, but the screen of the live broadcast room went black, and they had no idea what was happening with Du Lele.
As soon as he entered, Du Lele was sitting on a chair. Half of the candles in the room were still lit, and in the middle was a black and white photo. The landlord shuddered at the sight and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why is this girl performing a sacrifice in the room? It's so unlucky. What is she doing?"
Du Lele didn't move, his head and wrists drooped naturally.
The landlord was startled. "Is he dead?"
The police officer remained calm and told the landlord to go out and wait. One of them pulled a napkin from his pocket and flipped the light switch. The room was bright. Du Lele was covered in blood, his head tilted, and his face was pale. He looked as if he was dead. But another officer went up to him, felt his pulse, and said, "He's still alive."
"That's not blood, it's tomato juice, right?" said the experienced police officer.
It doesn't smell bloody at all, but rather sweet, probably some kind of juice sauce.
No matter what, send him to the hospital first.
The landlord was relieved to hear that the person was not dead. If she really was dead, how could she rent the house? No, she would have to evict the girl after she recovered. She was always talking nonsense.
#SunHaofin's suicide live broadcast# became a hot topic on Weibo.
Many people recorded and shared the livestream on Weibo, manually squeezing into the front row. It was mainly because Sun Hao had died that morning, and then that evening his fans organized a group to livestream their suicide, leaving passersby stunned and stunned.
[Are these people crazy? ? ?]
[Are you crazy? Committing suicide for a celebrity?]
[I can't believe this title. Is Sun Hao's death related to Lu Cijiu?]
Didn't Sun Hao die on the set's bed? Why is he blaming someone else? Is this suicide and kidnapping someone else? They didn't kill Sun Hao, so isn't this disgusting?
This woman is a cult, right? The things she said are so young that the young fans in the group are so brainwashed. If something really goes wrong, if I were the child's parents, I would kill this woman.
[Is there any case of incitement to murder? ]
[Is this true or not? There must be something fishy going on.]
[Latest news, the little fans in the group are all fine. The ghost Sun Hao who caused the suicide came out and scared everyone away.]
How's the host? I hope everyone is safe.
[The person above is a saint. Listen to what she says. She has no intention of dying. She just wants to coax the little girls into committing suicide so that she can hold the government hostage. Kill this woman.]
…
The live video was terrifying and eye-catching, with a catchy title. The live room later went dark and bloody. Everyone was concerned about the fate of those who committed suicide. Although this woman was mentally retarded, she still had a life, so we still hope she can be saved.
At ten o'clock in the evening, xx Ping An issued a notice, which was broadcasted by all major official platforms.
xx Ping An: Regarding the viral online report tonight about a celebrity fan livestreaming their suicide, we received a call and arrived at the scene within ten minutes. The person, Du, had fainted and was taken to the hospital. He is not in danger of death, and the blood on his body was juice. Regarding the suicide group, our police are contacting each one online. No casualties have been reported so far. We urge everyone to be sensible in their fan following and cherish life.
Netizens: Juice???
What does that mean? Is that woman acting out her own scheme?
Of course, it was obvious that the woman was reluctant to die. If she instigated other young girls to commit suicide, she would be held accountable for instigating suicide and would be guilty. It would be better for her to create such a haunted scene. With the traffic tonight, the number of people on that live broadcast platform seemed to be five or six million, which is even more impressive than that of the big anchors.
This woman is an idiot. It's interesting and boring to do such a thing, making everyone worry about her.
…
Lu Cijiu also ate the melon all night. Now no one on Weibo scolded him, but everyone turned around and scolded Sun Hao's brainless fans, saying that Sun Hao was a very evil person. His resurgence and death were weird, and even his fans were weird.
Based on tonight's events, various official platforms wrote some positive energy topics about chasing stars and true love in life.
As long as no one was injured, that was fine. Lu Cijiu stopped checking Weibo; it was a waste of time. He did nothing else that night but ate melons. He yawned and slid into bed.
Gong Xichao was not jealous tonight. He had already laid down, but what was Gong Xichao still thinking about?
"What are you thinking about tonight? You haven't said much." Lu Cijiu asked.
Gong Xichao hugged his wife and lowered his head, "Do you still remember Zhou Cheng's nephew?"
"The little boy with the twin tails, Heidan." Lu Cijiu still remembered him vividly. The child was adorable, lively and full of energy, like a little adult. This was the first time he'd mistakenly thought he was a girl. "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly mentioning Heidan?"
Gong Xichao kissed Lu Cijiu on the forehead and said, "Heidan is not from this world."
"I know, Brother Cheng said it." Lu Cijiu vaguely felt what Gong Xichao was going to say.
Gong Xichao said: "Bai Ze, who has been missing, and the broken dragon's aura disappeared. During this period, I mobilized other monsters hidden in the mountains, but I couldn't find them. They disappeared."
"They're out of this world."
Gong Xichao finally affirmed.
"Not in this world..." Lu Cijiu hugged Gong Xichao. He knew that although Gong Xichao always called Dalong Mom Polong, if they didn't have a close relationship, with Gong Xichao's trouble-averse and arrogant personality, she would never have come all the way here and stayed in the shelter for Dalong.
Gong Xichao didn't hide anything from Lu Cijiu. He hadn't found out before, but now that he had confirmed it, he said whatever he knew, "It must be that Bai Ze spied on the way of heaven and knew that the demon race would not be tolerated and would be exterminated."
Dalong's mother is Yinglong, Hu Qingqing is a nine-tailed fox, and Dudu's mother is a phoenix, a kind of cat cub. These are thousand-year-old monsters. Even though they are not tolerated by heaven, they should be able to continue to live.
Hide away, sleep in the mountains, and stay away from the world, and you can still survive.
The demon race that Gong Xichao mentioned as extinction was likely a new type of demon. As the great demons slowly died out and no new demon races emerged, the path for some demons that originally had a simple path to becoming spirits would become more difficult.
Hu Sanniang said that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, very few of their fox tribe had cultivated spiritual consciousness, let alone taken human form. They were all ignorant little beasts. The elders of the tribe said that this was because of the thin spiritual energy.
Why is spiritual energy becoming thinner and thinner?
Isn't it just that Heaven won't allow it, and the path of the demon race must be cut off?
Since the founding of the country, the demon race has been on the road to ruin, until recently——
Lu Cijiu thought about it. First, Suanyu and Fei woke up, and then the nine-headed prison dog returned to its cub stage. The succubus could not be found, and Shura had not appeared yet. The world was going to be in chaos.
"The awakening of these dormant beings should be the revival of spiritual energy. This is hope." Gong Xichao looked into Lu Cijiu's eyes. "This is what Polong and the others have fought for."
The latter's chaos should be a disaster that the demon race must face.
"You can wake me up and go with me." Gong Xichao's tone was unhappy. Lu Cijiu could hear that he was worried about Dalong's mother. He hugged Gong Xichao and said, "They are doing this for the hope of the cubs."
Abandoning newborn cubs is to ensure their safety.
In an environment with thin spiritual energy, a small demon will only live for a few hundred years at best due to its slow cultivation. However, a hybrid human-demon cub may not even be able to transform. The human lifespan is very short for a demon, let alone a big demon.
"Gong Xichao, all we can do now is prevent despair from happening." Lu Cijiu understood the situation and held Gong Xichao's hand. "They've left temporarily, so we can seize a chance. We also have a chance. We should do what we can to prevent this world from falling into chaos."
"When they come back, the spiritual energy will be abundant and the demon tribe will never be eliminated." Lu Cijiu said seriously.
Gong Xichao hugged Lu Cijiu tightly, buried his head in Lu Cijiu's neck, and hummed. Lu Cijiu felt his neck was a little wet, "You won't cry--"
Then I felt the tip of the tongue licking that piece of skin.
Lu Cijiu: ...I was being so sentimental, but then he got treated like this?
After Gong Xichao finished licking his wife, he emitted a brilliant light, the kind of light that made him feel like no one else could match him, even the number one in the world had to take the back seat.
"Honey, are you wet?"
Bullshit. I'm almost hard.
"Do it. If you keep nagging me, don't blame me for spanking you." Lu Cijiu looked up and said viciously.
Gong Xichao didn't care, but was beaming with joy. Beating is love and scolding is affection, which shows that his wife loves him very much. He said happily, "Wife, do you want to try being on top tonight?"
"..." I don't really want to be one. Lu Cijiu doesn't have this ambition, it's pretty cool down here.
"It's settled then." Gong Xichao was happy and used force with both hands.
Lu Bijiu:???
Then he was thrown on top, Gong Xichao's hands were touching his pajamas under the quilt???
…
the next day.
It's on top, moving on its own.
The shelter was as peaceful as usual. Dou Qinglan stayed there for a few days and continued to work hard on his career. Regarding Sun Hao's death, the police finally gave a report that Sun Hao died suddenly due to an acute illness. The fans who threatened to commit suicide on the day of Sun Hao's death and demanded the truth woke up from their dreams two days later.
A post #Sun Hao was poisoned by a poisonous substance# became a hot search on Weibo.
Ahhhhh, I really don't know what's wrong with me. My brain is malfunctioning. Last year, I even scolded Sun Hao, that scumbag who cheated on me and lived off me. But this year, I became a fan of this scumbag like a madman. On the day he died, I even posted a short essay on WeChat Moments. His voice and appearance will be forever engraved in my heart. Now I wish I could go back in time and slap myself in the face. So stupid.
Social death. On the day Sun Hao died, I had a fight with a friend about this jerk. We weren't close friends, but we'd known each other for five or six years. Now I really want to kneel down and kowtow to apologize because of that jerk. I dissed her idol, and I was really mean. We're broken up now. This guy really hurt me.
[It's like I'm addicted to this. My mom says she doesn't dare mention Sun Hao. I've gotten mad at them several times before because of him. I'm guilty. It's horrible. Why would I fall for this scumbag? He's average looking, old, has a bad figure, mediocre acting, and a low character.]
Yesterday, my mind suddenly cleared up, and I started to regret it so much. I deleted all my WeChat Moments and Weibo posts one by one. Damn, looking at them now is like being cursed. Long, eloquent articles, and even trying to convince everyone to follow me, saying otherwise, I'd be a Zuan stranger. I can't believe I posted this. Those little essays were so full of praise for Sun Hao, I could make my face swell up. The most infuriating thing is, he added a male idol to my WeChat Moments and QQ space. I used to have this cool, artistic persona, but now it's all collapsed. He even commented on me before, "You like Sun Hao?" My fucking brain went haywire, and I just spouted off a whole bunch of praise. I'm dead, there's no hope for me and my male idol.
[This morning, I was in despair. When I woke up, I saw a photo of that ugly bastard Sun Hao on the bedside table. My heart almost stopped. I thought about my past experience of chasing stars. There were really a lot of swear words. I missed the corpse of Sun Hao in Zuan...]
[Those are okay, but those little fans who nearly committed suicide probably regretted it even more. They should be thankful they didn't succeed, otherwise they would have regretted the death of such a rotten guy.]
Just a quick aside: I was one of the fans who was bewitched into committing suicide in the livestream that day. I'm in the second year of junior high this year, and my parents are working away from home. I'm being taken care of by my grandmother, and I'm not doing well academically. I don't know why I became a fan of Sun Hao, but I really wanted to die that night, just to be done with it. No one cared about me anyway... Later, I didn't die. My parents came back, and I thought they'd scold me, but they didn't. They said they were going to take me to their city after the high school entrance exam. Now I'm scared. All the other girls in the group have left and regret being Sun Hao fans.
Many netizens were attracted by this title, and were stunned to see a large number of Sun Hao fans regretting to stop following him. This fan is really poisonous, but someone remembered it.
Didn't a metaphysical feng shui master recently post something on Weibo, suggesting that Sun Hao's fans calm down and become rational in two days? I remember being severely criticized at the time, with fans blaming him for Sun Hao's death. Looking at the time now, I'm shocked.
【!!! I also remembered that it was exactly two days after Sun Hao's death, and the master of metaphysics called Lu Bijiu. How accurate!】
Master Lu's fans, he's incredibly accurate, and he's also very kind and righteous. What they said about him flaunting his wealth was all fake. Master Lu is truly kind, the director of the Shanhai Shelter, and he's adopted four adorable children.
Master Lu clearly didn't do anything to cause Sun Hao's death, yet he was sued by his crazy fans for his life. A niche master can't afford to offend his fans, so let him be left alone.
[Master of the shelter? ? And you've adopted four children? Do you have an address? I have some clean, old clothes from my nephew that I could send to him, along with some books and stuff.]
The person above is a fake fan of Master Lu. At least their data hasn't been updated in a century. They're referring to Master Lu's Weibo post about cooking and petting his puppies, "Lu Dad." Everyone should check it out. And thanks for the kind offer, but it's unnecessary. Master Lu's family truly has everything. Last year, Shanhai Kindergarten was completed, specifically for the four puppies. And there's a photo Master Lu posted of him attending a friend's wedding. The puppies' clothes look like they were custom-made.
I'm a big fan of Master Lu. The other day, I saw a diamond-cut children's hairpin that Dudu was wearing from Chanel, and I was so jealous I cried. Master Lu's Weibo is full of daily photos, not intentionally showing off his wealth. There are photos of his kitties watering the vegetable garden, and toys, both expensive and cheap. He's got tons of Lego, his favorite, both large and small, and even Monkey King candy. It's full of life and childlike fun, so if you're interested, follow him.
Yes, yes, I love Master Lu's daily posts. I used to have stainless steel basins, which netizens criticized for being unrefined. Then I used porcelain basins, and when I heard they were antiques, I was criticized for showing off my wealth. Now I have the same style as Master Lu, and I can also get it on Taobao. But most importantly, watching Master Lu's daily posts really makes me feel the beauty of life. His pups are so cute.
Am I the only one who's a fan of the other people on Dunlu Master's Weibo? My favorite is the Republican-era style young lady. I heard she's the kids' kindergarten teacher and takes care of Dudu. I'm relieved. I'm a Dudu mom fan.
[In short, go see Lu Master, it's really accurate, and it won't cost you anything!]
Lu Cijiu: ...I didn’t say that.
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