The foot that stepped on his face suddenly lost strength, and Pu Xiuhong struggled to sit up in panic.
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Looking up, he saw that his greedy boss was like a wild boar in a slaughterhouse, with an iron hook piercing his stomach. As the gears rotated, he was pulled into the mist little by little.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crow's cry and a creepy chewing sound.
Park Xiuhong pulled back in fear, his face as pale as paper, and looked at a man wearing a bird's beak mask who gradually walked out of the fog.
"You...who are you..."
"Kill...kill someone..."
Park Soo-hong started to speak incoherently.
But when I saw the man in the beak mask, he seemed to have a sense of curiosity.
He slowly squatted down.
Hands wearing leather gloves are like stroking a pet that is much smaller than yourself.
Stained with blood, he painted strange lines on Park Soo-hong's face and admired Park Soo-hong's fearful expression.
"You can call me God."
The rich voice carried an inexplicable sense of persuasion.
"God... God?" Pu Xiuhong trembled with fear: "I... I don't want to die, please let me go..."
Kong Sang, who had seen all this, understood clearly in his heart.
This person... is probably the Sequence Three of the Ghost Story Association - the priest!
The priest did not answer Park Soo-hong directly, but asked: "Why should you be afraid?"
"Because this boss did not take adequate safety measures, you lost your legs."
"Losing your legs means losing your ability to survive."
"Losing the ability to survive means... you are about to starve to death on the streets."
"You had no ability to stop this, so you were stepped on by your boss again."
"Because you haven't received the salary that you depend on to survive, and you are so insulted, you don't even dare to fight back."
"I helped you kill him, you should thank me."
"Why...are you looking at me with such fear?"
The priest's tone was a little flirty, with a hint of unspeakable bad taste.
Then, the priest took out a strange statue from his arms.
The statue seemed to be an unfinished thing, with only a basic human form.
"This is for you."
The priest let out a deep laugh: "I think... you will need it..."
After speaking, the priest slowly stood up.
The surrounding fog is getting thicker and thicker.
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I saw it slowly retreating and then disappeared into the mist.
But after the clouds and fog completely dissipated, the surrounding area was not the office of the construction site boss, but... it turned into a room.
Park Soo-hong seemed in disbelief.
"I...how did I get home?"
Because of fear, he was sweating profusely and could not recover for a long time.
Kong Sang also took this opportunity to observe the place where Park Xiuhong lived.
The standard houses of poor people in Hancheng are dilapidated, aging, and without any modern electrical appliances.
In the living room, there are two black and white photos.
It is not difficult to tell that these are Park Soo-hong's parents.
Moreover, they are all dead.
At this moment, the sound of the door opening caught Kong Sang's attention.
After taking a closer look, the person who entered the door looked exactly like Park Soo-hong.
twin?!
However, unlike Park Xiuhong, who was still honest and responsible at this time, the person who entered the door looked like a successful person in a suit and leather shoes, with the slicked-back hair of that era, which gave him a bit of an old Shanghai accent.
After seeing Park Xiuhong slumped on the ground like a bereaved dog, the person who entered showed a trace of disgust.
He didn't even say hello to Park Xiuhong, but went straight to the photos of his parents and took out three sticks of incense.
As the lighter clicked, a faint blue flame appeared.
The smell of inferior quality permeated the dilapidated room.
"Park Xiuhong, do you have to act half-dead on this day, the anniversary of the death of your parents?"
"As your brother, you are so embarrassing to me!"
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As he said that, his younger brother turned and looked at Pu Xiuhong, becoming more and more dissatisfied:
"Also, what is the rough wood carving in your hand?"
"Do you still have money to buy this?"
"I paid for your surgery!"
The younger brother complained and seemed to want to sit down.
But perhaps because of the change in class, he somewhat disliked the old and dusty sofa at home.
After easing his embarrassment by pulling on his tie, his brother said impatiently:
"I came here today specifically to inform you that I plan to move my parents' graves to Seoul."
These words brought Park Xiuhong back to his senses slightly.
He first showed a look of confusion, then seemed to react, and suddenly let out an unpleasant scream:
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"no!"
"Absolutely not!"
"Where are you taking your parents?"
For a moment, Park Xiuhong grabbed his brother's sleeve, his eyes filled with a humble look like a domestic servant.
"Tsk, you're troublesome." The younger brother seemed to be suppressing his anger and roughly shook Park Xiuhong away as his elder brother: "Look at what you look like now!"
"My life was so humble, and now I have a broken leg!"
"Can you now go to your parents' graves regularly to pay homage to them?"
"It can't be done!"
"I am now a prosecutor and I am going to Seoul. I will buy a cemetery with very good Feng Shui and a very beautiful view for my parents!"
Park Xiuhong suddenly became anxious: "Wait, this is not fair!"
The younger brother sneered and said: "In the past few years as a prosecutor, I have learned one thing, that is, there is no fairness in this world!"
"You should have gone to the construction site today."
"You don't want your salary back, right?"
With that said, the younger brother put an envelope on the table as if sending away a beggar:
"Now, since my tuition is paid by your part-time job, I will give you a sum of money every month."
"This money is enough for you to maintain your basic life in this shabby place."
"Since you are already a useless person without any social value, don't do those shameful things anymore."
"I have recently reached a critical moment for promotion!"
"I don't want to ruin my future because of you."
"So, don't do any unnecessary things, just stay at home and wait to die."
"Okay, it's settled. In three days, I will take away the photos of my parents."
After saying that, the younger brother took the briefcase and turned to leave.
Some rusty and dilapidated doors made a harsh and sour sound the moment they were closed.
Park Soo-hong felt like he had lost his soul.
At this time, the statue in his hand suddenly underwent a subtle change.
That statue... seemed to have some faint outlines of facial features.
The entire Mo Hu's body also appeared three-dimensional.
However, Park Soo-hong himself did not notice all this.
But in the room, some vague sounds suddenly occurred.
This voice...if you listen carefully, it turns out to be the same as Park Xiuhong's own timbre.
"Why are you so aggrieved?" The voice of darkness asked: "Is it because he is your brother?"
"Or is he richer than you? So you just accepted this humiliation?"
Park Xiuhong murmured: "I...I don't know either?"
"Huh?" A slightly exaggerated retort: "I don't know? This answer is not very satisfactory."
"He can go to school and be admitted to the position of prosecutor. The sky-high tuition fees are all due to you."
"You raised him like a father so that he didn't have to worry about tuition fees."
"But look, after you helped him change his destiny, what was the result?"
"In the end, he resents you for not being able to keep up with his class."
"Now, I have to take your parents away from you."
"Park Soo-hong, you are kind-hearted."
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"But what are the consequences of kindness?"
"You were abandoned by your own biological brother."
“I was looked down upon by the construction site boss again.”
"Isn't it all because you are not strong enough?"
"If your methods were more ruthless, maybe this wouldn't be the case..."
For a moment, the mysterious voice persuaded him, and he let out a burst of weird laughter.
But these words gradually caused a slight change in Park Xiuhong's expression.
His expression was confused at first, then dull, and then as if he had come back to his senses, there was a hint of ferocity.
For a while, his expression kept changing, even with an indescribable twitching feeling.
Seeing this, Kong Sang's breathing was stagnant.
This change... seems to distort a person's character in an instant. How is this done?
At this moment, Kong Sang set his sights on the statue.
"Could it be that...this statue has a hypnotic effect?"
In doubt, Kong Sang walked to the opposite side of Park Xiuhong.
Although he cannot touch anything here now, he can still smell a strange smell on the statue.
It's a bit pungent, the fragrance is very strong, and it's very offensive.
"This is... the prototype of the Eight Immortals Incense?"
Kong Sang smelled a smell like gas, and then smelled a smell like the incense of eight immortals, and was shocked.
So... the Eight Immortals Incense became popular in Hancheng as early as thirty years ago.
If we infer based on this...
Or, the Eight Immortals Incense is not an exclusive product of the Church of Mercy.
Or, Park Soo-hong is not the founder of the Mercy Church.
Kong Sang stood aside and murmured:
"Zhang Lin said that the priest likes to give people choices when doing things, and he will not directly help others, let alone directly lay out conspiracies."
"He always takes advantage of people who have needs in his heart, and after giving them certain means, he lets them grow wildly."
"If this point is taken into consideration, it is enough to show that the priest's help to Park Xiuhong was enough to give him a different strength than before."
"Then... behind the Eight Immortals Incense, the Church of Mercy, the Daolian Club, and even the hidden factory, there should be a real high-level person between the priest and Park Xiuhong."
Thinking of this, Kong Sang fell into deep thought.