The moonlight is like water, shining in the mountain stream, and there is a person running around in a panic in the vast fog.
Not far away are cliffs and jagged rocks, which look like ferocious beasts in the night, with their bloody mouths exposed, quietly waiting for ants to fall into their traps.
However, the heavy fog covered it and it looked like walking on flat ground. Liu Siming was completely unaware of the danger that was so close at hand.
He clutched the phone tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw. There was a constant buzzing sound from the other end of the phone, as if he was being inexplicably disturbed and couldn't make a normal call at all.
"This Mr.·············Are you still there..."
"Hey, did you hear that! There are really white-bone spirits here!"
The signal was intermittent, constantly challenging Liu Siming's fragile nerves. At first, faint sounds could be heard, but later on, only chaotic currents could be heard.
"Please, please give me a reply quickly."
Liu Siming was hysterical and still didn't hear the other party's reply. The tall man seemed like a poor man at this time, praying desperately in his heart.
They are engaged in the human trafficking industry. When they see the police, they are like a mouse seeing a cat. They have no time to hide. There has never been a moment when they hope that the police will show up soon.
But God did not hear Liu Siming's prayer.
"Click - click -"
Liu Siming froze when he heard the familiar and terrifying sound of teeth grinding. It seemed as if he was infected. Even his own teeth were fighting, making a constant clicking sound.
He turned around suddenly, and under the pale moonlight, a skeleton slowly appeared, with dark eyes looking at him.
There is a snake next to the bones, bathed in the moonlight, its whole body shimmering with a strange luster, its cold and bloodthirsty beast eyes, and a bit of human mockery flashing across its nose.
Liu Siming felt as if he had a momentary illusion that the person standing in front of him was not a snake, but a living person.
He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "伱, don't come over."
Liu Siming subconsciously took a step back and heard the sound of gravel rolling down. He staggered suddenly, his body shook violently, and he threw himself forward to prevent himself from falling.
He turned around cautiously. The strong wind blew away the fog a little, and he could vaguely see the steep cliffs and unfathomable cliffs. If he fell, there would be absolutely no possibility of survival.
Liu Siming has no retreat.
Looking at the white bones approaching step by step, with the abyss behind him, Liu Siming has fallen into a desperate situation, his eyes are dilated, and most of his pupils are filled with black eyes.
He placed himself on the gloomy bones and saw countless faces that had begged or struggled with him. In other words, these people were attached to the bones and came to seek his life.
There are innocent and cute little girls and young female college students.
At that time, he was aloof, like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. He only saw countless money and interests, and did not care about those people's begging.
Because of trafficking, countless families have been torn apart, and some even lost their lives while searching for their relatives. But to these human traffickers, all this is nothing.
What they want is money, the huge profits behind this. As for what will happen to these trafficked people later, it is not at all within their scope of consideration.
Liu Siming saw a little girl whose limbs were broken and was begging on the street. She was supposed to grow up carefree in the love of her parents, but in the end she died of illness on a rainy night when no one cared about her.
Before he died, he was still holding the steamed buns dug out of the trash can tightly in his hands, and his whole body was so thin that he only had a skeleton.
How heartbroken her parents would be if they saw that their child would end up like this.
He also saw an unkempt, mentally disturbed woman tied up in a pig pen, tied here like a sow, constantly giving birth to children.
She was a college student and should have had a bright future. Maybe she could become a pillar of the country in the future and shine in the position she loved, but she withered prematurely.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I deserve to die, please forgive me."
"I shouldn't do these unscrupulous things and sell my soul and conscience just to make money."
Liu Siming saw countless souls surrounding him. The dark eyes almost drove him crazy.
These souls cried and told their miserable plight.
Liu Siming didn't want to hear or see, but these images couldn't be shaken off.
His knees weakened and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the bones in front of him.
"It's lard that deceives my heart, it's me who is crazy, give me a chance, I will spend the rest of my life to atone for my sins, spare my life..."
Liu Siming's forehead was bruised and blood flowed out at the end.
I wonder if his sincere repentance was effective.
The heart-wrenching sound gradually disappeared.
Liu Siming raised his head carefully, and the bones were really gone!
He gasped for air and collapsed on the ground, his expression full of disbelief.
Not only the bones, but also the surrounding fog completely dissipated. The pale moon above the head also became normal. The soft silver light poured down, and the entire mountain stream was shrouded in a hazy white gauze.
It looks quiet and beautiful.
Everything indicates a return to normal, and those evil and supernatural things are like an illusion.
"I-I survived?!"
Liu Siming was in disbelief, a smile slowly spread across his lips, and he danced happily.
As he survived the disaster, he did not notice the Youyou Beast Eyes not far away.
There is a time limit for the magical power of the illusion. Although all of this actually only lasted a few minutes, Ye Qin's ability to hold on until now was already Ye Qin's limit.
When the time comes, the illusion disappears.
As for those who have fallen under the illusion, their inner thoughts will naturally dissipate as the illusion disappears.
Ye Qin looked at Liu Siming who was in high spirits not far away.
Does a belated confession work?
How many people died because of them?
How many families are torn apart?
No matter how Liu Siming atones for his sins, he can't get back the lives he lost. The dirty blood on his body has been engraved in his bones.
Only with blood can all sins be washed away.
Ye Qin is not a victim and cannot forgive Liu Siming on behalf of those people.
But he could send Liu Siming to apologize in person and beg for forgiveness in front of the victims.
Liu Siming was getting up from the ground and preparing to leave.
"call out!"
It was as if I heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air.
He turned around quickly, but his pupils widened again, and the green figure turned into a sword of judgment, suddenly attacking towards him with lightning speed.
By the time Liu Siming reacted, it was already too late.
Severe pain came from his chest. He lowered his head stupidly and looked at the huge blood hole that penetrated the entire chest and back.
He looked up at the snake not far away again, his eyes full of disbelief.
Liu Siming pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
Ye Qin understood the shape of his mouth.
Why?
(End of chapter)
