Metaphysics boss relies on live broadcast fortune telling to earn merit

"Your father has a strong tendency to be a perfectionist, and he strives for his family to reach the heights he expects.

In this coercive environment, your mother filed for divorce. She originally wanted to take you away, but she couldn't fight against your father because she had no financial income.

After the divorce, your father became even more strict with you. Under this abnormal education, you also had a big problem in your heart, but you hid it well and no one noticed it. "

"After graduating from college, you joined a group by chance. You found that as long as you posted some photos in the group, you would get praise and envy from many people. This was attention you had never experienced before.

You start taking advantage of your position to take the photos requested by the group. At first, you are still worried that someone will find out. The more you do, the more bold you become, thinking that even if your classmates find out, you have them on your hands. They didn't dare to act rashly.

Later, in order to get more compliments, you even secretly photographed the students' backs, asked people in the group to vote, and then attacked the one with the highest number of votes.

You use them to get attention, but you hate their imperfections. You put on gloves every time you take off their clothes, and wash your hands like crazy after taking pictures.

Bai Ziyao, don't you feel painful in such a divided life? "

Bai Ziyao's voice came from behind the fireman: "This is all your imagination. If I really did such a thing, why did only Shang Muke's photos leak out, 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 go find my mother with the photo."

Guo Juan walked out of the crowd: "The money you gave my mother to save her life, I will work hard to repay you. I have a recording of the transaction we made. If you don't believe it, I can play it now."

Her appearance made Bai Ziyao's sophistry self-defeating. Seeing that the situation was not good for him, he ran downstairs in a hurry, regardless of the possibility of being struck by lightning.

The moment he left the crowd, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit his right arm directly. A burning smell filled the air.

When the smoke dissipated, the flesh and blood on Bai Ziyao's entire right arm was scorched, and the bones inside were clearly visible.

Su Yan looked at the dissipated thunder and lightning in shock. The thunder that Bai Ziyao suffered at first was imitated by her newly refined thunder and lightning charm. Due to insufficient power, it could only cause skin injuries.

Now this was a real deal, and she was a little curious. Could it be that Tiandao also liked to wander around and watch the fun.

[Based on my many years of medical experience, Teacher Qinzhu’s right arm will definitely not be saved. This is simply heartbreaking for those who pursue perfection. 】

[I will forward this video to all groups to let everyone know that Shang Mu is innocent. 】

[I advise anyone who has spoken rudely to the master to apologize quickly. There is someone above her. 】

[Today is really an eye-opener. I hope everyone in the group will be caught. 】

The police cracked Bai Ziyao's mobile phone and found the group Su Yan mentioned. Even though he had many years of experience in handling cases, the police still wanted to arrest Bai Ziyao and beat him up.

The chat records inside are extremely explicit, and videos and photos pop up one after another. Their modus operandi is not only filming secretly, but also coercion.

The staff retrieved group member information and notified local police to arrest them. Many people who thought there would be no risk if they quit the group were arrested while working.

Because Shang Muke's incident had a huge impact, the photos of their arrest went viral like the original Shang Muke. Many people were rejected by their families after they came out and had to change their lives in another city.

After Bai Ziyao was discharged from the hospital, he could not accept his disability and was not willing to die like this. He relied on drunkenness to escape reality every day. Just two years after he was released from prison, he contracted stomach cancer and eventually died.

After his death, his father felt unlucky and was unwilling to take care of him. His mother had a new family, so she could only spend money to find someone to bury him casually.

Su Yan ignored the rainbow fart on the barrage: "Now draw the last audience member tonight."

"Jasmine Green Tea" huddled under the quilt: "Master, my grandpa who was going to be buried came back to life again, and I don't think it's my grandpa who came back."

"It starts from the day my grandfather was buried."

As the sound of firecrackers and suonas stopped, the most virtuous and respected old man in the village bowed to the coffin and shouted loudly to the descendants who were kneeling: "Fall the coffin."

Crying quickly sounded around, and among the layers of crying, a faint voice came: "Let me out."

The person who was buried thought he had heard wrongly. Looking at the scattered cemeteries around him, horror stories widely circulated in the countryside kept popping up in his mind. He couldn't help but speed up his movements and wanted to end it quickly.

But the cries in the coffin became more and more frequent, and there was a crashing sound from the top of the coffin: "You bastards, I'm still alive, let me out quickly."

The two people closest to the coffin looked at each other and confirmed that the other party heard the sound. They were so frightened that they threw the tools in their hands on the ground: "Old man, old man, still, still alive."

The words of the two of them were so shocking that everyone around them stopped what they were doing. In the quiet atmosphere, the voice in the coffin became clearer: "Let me out."

The old man glanced at the host's house. This kind of thing is usually considered unlucky: "What are you going to do?"

Father Zhu glanced at the family around him: "Since there is a possibility that my father is alive, let's open the coffin and take a look."

It was not easy to open the sealed coffin. Everyone quickly found a black cloth and completely covered the coffin. In this way, even if the person inside really died, it would not damage his way to the underworld.

Under the gaze of everyone, the sealed coffin was reopened, and the old man couldn't wait to climb out of it: "I'm almost suffocated, why are you so slow?"

The old man sat up from the coffin quickly and stretched out his hand to his son who was staying there: "What are you looking at? Pull me up quickly. You expect the old man to climb out of such a high pit by himself."

Zhu Fu woke up from his dream, carefully took his father's hand, felt the warmth on it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Slow down, I'll pull you up right away."

"Just like that, my grandfather who was supposed to be buried returned home with us."

“Initially, our family was very happy that grandpa was alive again, only my nephew and I felt something was wrong.

I always feel that my grandfather exudes a rotten aura. Whenever I get close to him, I feel very uncomfortable and always want to escape. My nephew, who used to be the most attached to my grandfather, also resists his approach as long as the distance between them is more than one meter. , the nephew will start crying immediately. "

"That day I tentatively asked him: Are you really my grandfather?"