Chapter 67 Wrong Letter
Zhang Kaifa was deceived. He mistakenly trusted Gao Yixuan, who also came from Yaoyun Temple.
A master who has always been elusive in the entertainment industry, even dubbed the "True Buddha" by a certain movie star, has now been arrested and imprisoned.
Zhang Kaifa was stunned, looking down at the iron handcuffs on his hands. Gao Yixuan had begged Zhang Kaifa to borrow money to repay a loan shark, but after receiving the huge sum, he turned around and betrayed his uncle. Those who are obsessed with money seem to have their Ren and Du meridians opened up, becoming extremely shrewd. Now that Zhang Kaifa is in prison, Gao Yixuan not only doesn't have to repay the debt, but also gains a reputation for sacrificing his relatives for the sake of justice, and his online reputation soars.
Inside the interrogation room, the square-faced officer asked sternly, "Tell us about your secret dealings with these celebrities. We have a clear record of every remittance and payment in your account. Tell the truth and we'll give you a lighter sentence!"
Zhang Kaifa showed a determined smile, "Excuse me, Mr. Officer, what crime have I committed?"
"The Special Investigation Team will determine your crime. I know you Taoists believe in karma, and this is the retribution for your disregard for human life and your attempts to gain wealth!"
The other side was aggressive. Zhang Kaifa let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair. He tilted his head and smiled as if accepting his fate, but said: "Mr. Officer, you are wrong. I don't believe in karma. I only believe that everything depends on human effort."
Zhang Kaifa wondered if there was fate. Was this path inevitable? He stumbled upon a frail, helpless girl after descending the mountain. A single glance from afar moved him to pity.
Zhang Kaifa wanted to cure her illness. After figuring out that the girl would have a short life and a hard life, he even had the idea of changing her fate.
Is there destiny in the dark?
At this time, Ying Zhisheng inexplicably appeared in Zhang Kaifa's mind. They were both unwilling to give up and accept their fate, and insisted on forcing it.
At that time, Zhang Kaifa calculated that there would be a big customer at Nantai Private Hospital, so he hurriedly took a taxi there and hung around the hospital for two days before he found the other party.
Ying Zhisheng is a music superstar. Even the 70-year-old grandmother living next door has heard his songs.
Wearing a hospital gown, he leaned against the headboard of the hospital bed. His handsome face was pale and bloodless, his eyelids drooped, and his wrists were wrapped in thick gauze. He was surrounded by a deathly aura, his heart filled with the will to die. No one could stir his emotions when they spoke to him. He just stared blankly out the window.
While no one was around, Zhang Kaifa slipped in quietly and asked cautiously, "Do you need my help? I can help you with anything in this world."
There was no answer to the question. When Zhang Kai got closer, his eyes widened in shock. This famous star was crying, silently shedding tears.
Zhang Kaifa counted frantically on his fingers, the fate of the man before him shrouded in a cloud of black mist, making it unclear. Suddenly, he was horrified. This man was about to face a catastrophe that would affect his life.
This Ying Zhisheng will commit suicide by jumping off the building in three days!
"You, you...that's not right. I used the magic tool of my ancestor to calculate that you will be my future big client. It can't be wrong!" How could this person's fate be so strange? There was only one red line in his fate that was cut off early, and it was tightly entangled with a wisp of black air and was inseparable.
Zhang Kaifa kept muttering like a madman, speculating about Ying Zhisheng's fate. Then, a flash of inspiration hit him: "Your lover died, and you will continue to be entangled with his ghost!"
The dull eyes moved slightly, and the silent figure suddenly looked up and asked in a hoarse voice, "...What?"
Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhang Kaifa continued, "He is dead. I can leave his ghost by your side."
After saying this, he himself felt that it was immoral to use the obsession of death to bind a living person. As the saying goes, the dead cannot be resurrected and one must look forward. Who would stand still...
"Really?" Ying Zhisheng murmured softly, as if afraid of disturbing something. "Will he stay with me? He jumped to his death, everything was broken. Will he be bullied by other ghosts?"
"Suicide?" Zhang Kaifa spoke frankly, revealing the bad news: "Suicide is a sin, and you will go to hell."
His chaotic mind cleared up a bit. Ying Zhisheng's lips were cracked to the point of bleeding, but he continued to ask without noticing, "What about accidentally killing a relative? He was avenging his mother."
How could he have been so careless to kill someone? Zhang Kaifa replied, "He committed a grave sin and will be tortured in hell."
"If you want to keep your lover by your side, add me on the contact list..."
"He is not my lover." Before he could finish his words, Ying Zhisheng interrupted with a trembling voice and bloodshot eyes, repeating: "He is not my lover, he does not love me."
"He jumped from such a high building without a single last word or suicide note! He didn't even think of me. I was just a passerby in his world, someone he didn't care about! What are you? Are you a clergyman? A Taoist or a Buddhist monk? Can you talk to him? Ask him for me, ask him why he wants to die! Why does he want to die?! Why does he want to die!!!"
Ying Zhisheng's face flushed with emotion, his expression twisted, his words unclear and he kept biting his tongue. His mumbling turned into narration and then into frantic questioning and roaring.
"I beg you to ask him, ask him... ask him if it hurts, ask him for me. Where is Lou Sheng? He has become a ghost. Where is he? Please tell me the approximate direction. Is he crying? Please comfort him, comfort him. I beg you! Someone please save him..."
Ying Zhisheng wanted to get out of bed, but his hands were holding the bedside cabinet in a strange position. The snow-white gauze on his wrists was stained red, and blood smeared on the cabinet and his cuffs.
He rolled to the ground, unable to stand up, but struggling. Was it hatred or unwillingness in his eyes?
This was the customer that left the deepest impression on Zhang Kaifa, and it was also the only transaction that was not conducted for financial gain.
In the dim interrogation room, the dazzling light hit Zhang Kaifa's face, irritating his eyes so much that he felt like crying.
Will Ying Zhisheng regret exchanging this brilliant star road and bright future for an invisible and intangible ghost to stay by his side?
No. Zhang Kaifa would not regret harming others and ending up in jail just to change the fate of that shy girl.
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Lou Sheng here was in a dull mood and was watching a boring movie starring Ying Zhisheng.
There were Zhou Qing and his mother, as well as Aunt Bai Yihong, and a Sun Qing floating outside the window. Several ghosts were watching together and they couldn't bear to watch Ying Zhisheng's stiff acting at all.
Zhou Qing held the child in her arms and smiled, "This movie is so great! My son was so restless that he almost fell asleep watching it."
Bai Yi closed her eyes and said, "Actually, it's not bad to just listen to the sound without watching the picture. As expected of Ying Zhisheng, his voice is really good."
Outside the window, Sun Qing was banging on it frantically, trying to get in. Assistant Tao, who knew nothing about it, leaned over to look out, wondering, "It's not raining, so why is there such a strong wind?"
"Watch more, Ying Zhisheng's acting is actually pretty good." Lou Sheng said something against his will, poking Ying Zhisheng's face with his cold finger. "When God opens a window, he closes a door. You should continue to be a star and don't enter the film industry."
At this time, Aunt Hong finally spoke: "Boy, I have news about your mother."
Lou Sheng looked up in surprise, and Ying Zhisheng leaned close to the ghost, closed his eyes and listened quietly.
Aunt Hong had a strange expression on her face. "Your mother is quite amazing. She's the most powerful ghost in our city. She's also making a lot of money doing business in the ghost market."
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