After the ancestor of metaphysics dressed as a fake pregnant cannon fodder

The live broadcast was interrupted, and the netizens who watched the live broadcast were all relieved. The bloody scene had caused too much impact on them.

After seeing with their own eyes the consequences of their intentional or unintentional remarks, they dare not vent their anger wantonly, and start to recall whether they have said inappropriate remarks or whether they have unintentionally caused harm to some people.

Someone flipped through his Weibo, deleted some radical remarks, and quietly left a message of apology to the netizens who had criticized him.

"sorry."

"I hope you are well."

Many people have received these two private messages. Maybe they have been hurt and will never heal, but at least at that moment, the resentment in their hearts is much less.

This night, Weibo was much quieter than usual.

For these people, Qi Yuqiu doesn't have much emotion, the more unsatisfactory life is, the more he will be full of hostility. While they vent their grievances, they have already made their luck worse and worse, falling into a vicious circle.

If this incident can make them stop this kind of behavior, then the number of people hurt by cyberbullying will be much less, which is a blessing. If these people germinate in a solid state after a period of time, there will naturally be cause and effect on them.

It's still the same sentence, it's not that I don't report, the time has not yet come, every move, small good and small evil, the fate is clearly remembered.

The online related video was quickly removed, but someone still found out Song Yanxi's identity.

The Song family reacted quickly, without any intention of shirking responsibility, and sincerely apologized to the public, and expressed that they would be fully responsible for Song Yanxi's actions, and would make satisfactory compensation to those who had been hurt by her.

He also explained that Song Yanxi's self-mutilation behavior today was due to her poor mental condition, and it was not a supernatural event, and said that she would definitely make her responsible for her mistakes and would never cover up.

Netizens expressed doubts about the claim that Song Yanxi was crazy, so the Song family posted a certification from an authoritative hospital. The hospital stated that Song Yanxi had indeed suffered serious mental problems and was responsible for the results issued. There was no relationship between them and the Song family. any bad transactions.

The background management of the live broadcast platform also spoke out, saying that the platform was attacked at that time, and there were abnormalities in several other live broadcast rooms, and it was not only the live broadcast room where Song Yanxi appeared that had problems.

Compared with the supernatural statement, most netizens are more willing to believe this statement. Although a small number of people have doubts, their three views for many years have prevented them from expressing their doubts.

Therefore, this incident was characterized as a live broadcast accident, without any supernatural elements.

Although Song apologized, this incident still had a serious blow to their group's image. Netizens did not go to insult them on related topics as usual, but they all expressed their silent resistance with practical actions.

The Song Corporation's stock price almost fell to the bottom, and this representative group of the city that has been standing for many years was seriously injured.

And although they tried their best to explain Song Yanxi's supernatural incident and reduce the impact on the public, they still received warnings from the relevant departments. Since then, they have become the focus of the relevant departments.

Song Yanxi's two elder brothers gritted their teeth angrily after learning what she had done, but Song Yanxi was already insane, and wanted to commit suicide if he didn't pay attention, and hurt himself all the time, and it was too late to punish him.

So they turned their hatred on Shen Zhaoqing.

Before Shen Zhaoqing appeared, their younger sister was obviously a somewhat naive but very kind girl, who would never act recklessly with her own identity, and even hated those rich second generations who bullied others.

After being together with Shen Zhaoqing for less than half a year, they turned into this appearance!

Damn Shen Zhaoqing!

At this time, Shen Zhaoqing didn't care whether he would be burned to death by the anger from the Song family, he had already fallen into boundless fear.

When everyone acquiesced that the Song Yanxi incident was not the result of a supernatural incident, Shen Zhaoqing didn't believe it at all.

When he saw Song Yanxi hurt himself with a knife, he smashed the wine glass in his hand in a panic.

The red wine used to celebrate instantly stained his white shirt red, just like the blood on Song Yanxi's body in the screen.

Shen Zhaoqing's throat moved, his face was expressionless, but his breathing gradually became rapid. He reached out to take out a tissue to wipe his clothes, but his hands were so trembling that he couldn't hold the tissue.

With a sullen face, he swept the things on the table to the ground and kicked the table over.

The loud noise alarmed the auntie who was cleaning outside. The auntie hurried in, and saw Shen Zhaoqing in a panic as soon as she entered the door.

Except for the manager, Shen Zhaoqing has always maintained a gentle and jade-like image in front of others, and he has almost never lost his temper. The aunt thought he was in a bad mood, so she asked, "Mr. Shen, what's wrong?"

Then she saw Shen Zhaoqing turn around, his complexion twisted, his red eyes fixed on her, and he growled, "Get lost!"

The aunt was so frightened that she let go of her hand, and the rag fell to the ground. She looked at Shen Zhaoqing who seemed to be possessed by a ghost, trembling, squatted down to pick up the rag, and left here as if fleeing.

After the people left, Shen Zhaoqing slammed the door hard, then turned around abruptly, pressed himself against the door, and looked around the room in horror.

The light blue curtains floated up gently, he gasped and shrank into a ball, his hands tightly grabbed his hair, like a taut string.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"

The strings in his mind finally broke. Shen Zhaoqing went crazy and grabbed the things at hand and threw them at the window. After smashing, he climbed to the shelf and threw all kinds of antiques and jades on it.

The room was filled with loud noises, until ten minutes later, it suddenly fell silent. Shen Zhaoqing sat on the messy floor, sweating profusely, panting heavily, and got up unsteadily.

He sneered: "I want to see what you are, come here!"

As he spoke, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the window.

Then he found that he just didn't close the window, and the breeze from outside was blowing in, brushing his face lightly, as if nothing happened.

Shen Zhaoqing looked back at the messy room and the fragments of ornaments he bought at a huge price under his feet, his face twitched, and he raised his fist and slammed it on the wall.

False alarm, he dragged his tired body out of the room and walked to his bedroom.When he was going up the stairs, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure from the corner of his eye, standing motionless in the shadow under the stairs, as if staring at him.

Shen Zhaoqing's scalp exploded again, his feet went up limply, and then he fell down hard on the stairs as soon as his ankles felt cold. The severe pain made tears drip from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't dare to stop, using both hands and feet climb up.

"Hee hee~" Empty laughter sounded from all around, and Shen Zhaoqing's eyes showed cruelty, he gritted his teeth and stood up while leaning on the handrail, and rushed into the bedroom quickly.

He closed the bedroom door, rushed into the cloakroom amidst weird laughter, rummaged through boxes, and finally found what he wanted in the deepest corner.

It was a very dilapidated big sandalwood box, engraved with a pair of mandarin ducks in strange poses, locked tightly by a brass lock.

Shen Zhaoqing's eyes lit up when he saw the box, and he tried to find the matching key with trembling hands, but he couldn't find it. He listened to the movement outside, gritted his teeth, picked up the iron rod next to him, and slammed it on the box.

After a few knocks, the box shattered, revealing the contents inside. It was a small red wooden box with exactly the same pattern as the big box.

Shen Zhaoqing took out the small box and put it on the ground, with a struggling look on his face, and finally got cruel, bit his own wrist, and dripped blood on the pattern of the box.

Those patterns were watered by blood, slowly stretching the branches as if they were alive, and after sucking all the blood, a flower quietly bloomed.

The pale-faced Shen Zhaoqing looked at the blood-colored flowers, his eyes flashed with obsession, and he even bit his wrist again involuntarily, squeezing the wound to feed the blood to it.

The pain forced Shen Zhaoqing to wake up. He closed his eyes in embarrassment and covered the box with a piece of clothing.

He thought he would never use this thing again, but unexpectedly...

As long as you wait until tomorrow, when you go to the cemetery tomorrow, the Song family, Qi Yuqiu, no one can block his way!

And Liu Rui, if you can't step on him, let him die directly.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoqing grinned, no one can stop him, as long as it is what he wants, he can get it.

The laughter outside slowly receded, and Shen Zhaoqing just hugged the box and curled up in the cloakroom, without closing his eyes all night.When the sky was just bright, he put on his hat and sunglasses, and drove to the cemetery with the box in his arms.

Those who oppose him, one counts as one, after today, they will never see the sun of tomorrow again!

Shen Zhaoqing looked at the co-pilot's neatly wrapped wooden box, and a strange smile appeared on his ghostly pale face.

Western suburbs cemetery.

Li Chaoming hugged his equipment and squatted bored in the haystack not far from a tombstone.

He looked at his phone and found that he rarely saw news about yesterday's incident, so he felt less aggrieved.

Yesterday, after hearing Qi Yuqiu's words, he squatted in the cemetery early, preparing to guard the so-called big news, but when he didn't expect him to get ahead, something about Liu Rui broke out behind him.

Li Chaoming hates it, he was so close to Liu Rui in the film crew, if he didn't listen to Qi Yuqiu at that time, wouldn't he be able to get first-hand information if he came to watch the big news about Shen Zhaoqing?

When the whole network spread out, he was almost beating his chest and feet, wishing he could slap himself who was happily running to the suburban cemetery, and slap him back to the set.

He didn't wake up until night when the live broadcast accident happened. Qi Yuqiu is really evil, so it's better to stay far away, otherwise he might be in bad luck.

So Li Chaoming lived safely in the small hotel closest to the cemetery, and he came here all the time. Wouldn't it be a big loss if he didn't squat to Shen Zhaoqing?

He looked at the time, there were still more than two hours before twelve o'clock, he couldn't help but yawned, and then he heard movement not far away.

He cheered up instantly, lay quietly on the ground, set up the equipment, and adjusted the camera to the tombstone not far away.

This tomb is located in the deepest part of the cemetery in the western suburbs. It is the best place in the entire cemetery. Unlike the rows of tombstones that are crowded together in front, the tombstones here are very sparse and can only be seen from a long distance away. one.

Holding the box and lowering his head, Shen Zhaoqing hurried past rows of tombstones and finally arrived at his destination.

He stood in front of the tombstone, looked at the woman smiling gently in the photo, and smiled coldly.

"Mom, I've come to see you again. It's been a year. Do you miss me?"

"I'm sorry, Mom, look, I'm very busy, busier than you were then, so you will forgive me?"

Shen Zhaoqing walked around the tombstone, there was no trace of sadness on his face, but sarcasm and a trace of hatred.

Li Chaoming, who was lying in the grass, looked at the camera, what was inside was different from before, as if Shen Zhaoqing had changed, and a gleam of joy could not help but creep up on his face.

Shen Zhaoqing didn't notice that anyone was looking at him, and after he finished talking, he squatted in front of the tombstone, reached out and brushed the photo of the woman lightly, and sighed: "Mom, I'm in trouble again, you won't bear it Look at me being scolded by so many people, right?"

"So, I still have to borrow your things this time. I'm your own son. You're definitely willing to help me, right?"

"It was you who taught me that people don't kill the world for themselves, I have learned it well."

Shen Zhaoqing smiled triumphantly.

The person in the photo is still smiling, but if you look closely, you can see a trace of fear.

"Oh, it's just Mom, after this time, I really want to say goodbye to you forever."

As Shen Zhaoqing said, he lightly clasped both sides of the tombstone, pulled out the net, and the tombstone was gently pulled off.

Li Chaoming was stunned when he saw this scene. Shen Zhaoqing's words gave him a creepy feeling. This is not over yet, he actually started digging up the grave. What kind of grudge does this guy have with his mother? grave.

Listen to him, this is not the first time!

Li Chaoming began to feel a chill in his neck, but for the sake of the big news, he still resisted moving. He had a hunch that there would definitely be a big event next.

After Shen Zhaoqing pulled out the tombstone, he stretched out his hand and took out a box from inside. The color of the box was strange red and yellow, and it was tied with red string to form complicated patterns.

He skillfully untied the red rope and opened the urn, which was empty except for a piece of bone, without any ashes.

Shen Zhaoqing sighed, and said, "Mom, there is only the last piece of your ashes left. What will I do if someone bullies me without you?"

As he spoke, there was no worry on his face, but a smile: "Oh, I remembered, there is another one here."

He bent down, stretched his hand into the hole with difficulty, and took out a slightly larger box.

"And my son." Shen Zhaoqing smiled strangely. He also opened the box, and inside was a complete baby skeleton! !

"Son, Dad hasn't come to see you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be like this. I remember when I just put you in, you were still smiling."

Li Chaoming's angle was just right enough to see the contents of the box. When he saw the baby's skeleton, his body froze with fright.

He originally thought that what Qi Yuqiu said about Shen Zhaoqing's son, the cemetery, reappeared, meant that Shen Zhaoqing had an underground lover who was dating in the cemetery, and the child could not be made public.

How can you imagine that the child is a real child, but he is dead!

And from what it means, there must be something wrong with the child's death!

Li Chaoming endured the fear, gritted his teeth and continued to shoot. After he got out, he would definitely call the police first. This is a homicide case!

This Shen Zhaoqing is really vicious, everyone says that a tiger's poison does not eat its own son, but he even killed his own son, damn it.

At this moment, a flock of black birds flew over, circled around, and circled Shen Zhaoqing's head non-stop.

The weird scene instantly made the cemetery look eerie. If it wasn't for the fear of being murdered, Li Chaoming would have run away immediately.

Shen Zhaoqing didn't care, and even waved his hands to try to drive the crow away, but when he found that he couldn't drive away, he stopped, took out a ball of black and red thread from his pocket, and wrapped it around the baby's skeleton neck.

"I don't want to, you are in pain, I want to be in pain too, but that Song Yanxi is so useless! And damn Qi Yuqiu, go to hell!" He strangled the baby's neck tightly, with a gloomy expression.

Li Chaoming looked at this weird scene that seemed to be doing evil, and his skin was covered with goosebumps. He was so frightened that he was numb, and the most terrifying thing was that he seemed to hear the cry of a baby...

Just when he was about to run out desperately before calling the police, an even weirder scene appeared.

The crows rushed down suddenly and plunged into Shen Zhaoqing's arms. Shen Zhaoqing was instantly buried by the black birds. He screamed and couldn't help but let go of the red thread in his hand.

A crow flapped its wings a few times with a red thread in its mouth and flew away.

When Shen Zhaoqing chased all the birds away in a panic, and the two urns on the ground were overturned, his pupils shrank, and he quickly turned around, only to find that the box he carried had accidentally opened while he was struggling.

"Ah!!" The expression on Shen Zhaoqing's face changed completely. He sat on the ground all of a sudden, pulling his hair in horror, as if he saw something terrible.

Li Chaoming was dumbfounded when he saw this scene, he looked at the box carefully, there was really nothing there!

Shen Zhaoqing crawled out on both hands and feet, and within a few meters, he fell to the ground as if his head was grabbed by something and pulled back. Then something seemed to be stuffed in his mouth, and he choked and rolled his eyes.

After he swallowed, the thing that was pulling his scalp seemed to leave. He coughed violently on the ground, and even wanted to catch his throat to spit out the thing he swallowed.

Li Chaoming looked at this scene like a performance without a physical object, his hands were trembling and he couldn't hold things anymore.

He even began to feel that in this cemetery, there were invisible things everywhere, staring at him...

Shen Zhaoqing scratched his throat but couldn't spit out anything. Frightened and annoyed, he kicked the little baby's skeleton, kicking the little skeleton apart.

"Damn it! I'm your father, and you, I'm your son! You hurt me, and I want you to have no peace!"

He moved his limbs and found that there was nothing unusual on his body, panting and smiling happily, but at this time Li Chaoming, whose back was turned by Shen Zhaoqing, was dumbfounded.

He watched helplessly as the back of Shen Zhaoqing's head slowly swelled up.

The bulge is getting bigger and bigger, and the five senses are slowly growing out. The five senses are struggling, crying and smiling, and the two expressions are very much like a living person.

Shen Zhaoqing didn't notice it at all, and was still kicking a series of urns to vent his anger.

"Ah, ah!!!" Li Chaoming couldn't bear it anymore and screamed, Shen Zhaoqing suddenly turned his head and saw a person hiding not far away, his expression turned cold instantly.

He was stunned for a moment, then sneered and walked towards the young man who was a paparazzi at first glance. No one should know what happened in the cemetery!

However, that young man didn't hide at all, just pointed at him, as if he was about to faint from fright.

"You, your head!"

head?

Shen Zhaoqing stretched out his hand subconsciously, touched a soft mass, and froze in place.