Zuo Si never imagined that Zhao Changfa would have such a side to him.
A person who appeared so wicked and sinister was actually kneeling before a little girl, weeping uncontrollably. It seemed that everyone had their vulnerabilities, and everyone had their attachments.
“Grandpa, what’s wrong with you?” Gu Yiyi, not fully understanding the situation, felt an overwhelming sadness and rushed to Zhao Changfa, embracing him as she cried softly.
Zuo Si retrieved his selfie stick from the stunned Lin Zihao, glancing at the time—it was already four in the morning.
The mist that enveloped the world began to dissipate, just like the gloom that had settled in his heart.
At this moment, the popularity of the live stream had reached an astonishing fifty thousand!
This was the highest peak, slowly beginning to decline.
Many viewers were asking what had just happened, how it had become so intense upon their arrival, as if they had witnessed a ghost being turned to ashes right before their eyes.
Those who had watched from the beginning boasted, claiming they had never seen such an exciting ghost-hunting live stream. This script seemed like it could only have been written by a deity.
However, questions arose.
What was the relationship between Zhao Changfa and Chen Qing?
Was Gu Yiyi a human or a ghost?
Who was the female corpse in the room?
Was Ge Hong currently on the bed of the Jade-faced Flying Dragon? [Of course, those who asked this question were immediately silenced by the Jade-faced Flying Dragon.]
As for the dozen or so missing person notices, no one inquired about them. This was because Zuo Si had been very discreet during the live stream, knowing exactly what to broadcast and what to withhold, striking the perfect balance.
These missing person notices were genuine, and if any well-meaning viewers were to investigate, it would lead to trouble. It was better to let them view it as a horror story.
Zuo Si promptly called the police; he hadn’t forgotten that there was still a female corpse in the house. He would not allow any criminals to escape the law’s punishment. Moreover, this place was remote, making it difficult to catch a taxi; it would be much more convenient to take the police car back.
Zhao Changfa slowly stood up, lowering his head as he walked step by step toward Zuo Si.
Lin Zihao was so frightened that he wanted to pull Zuo Si back.
But Zuo Si waved his hand, remaining steadfast, as he felt no hostility or murderous intent from Zhao Changfa.
“You called the police?”
“Yeah, they’ll be here soon.”
“That’s good; these matters need an explanation.”
“Can you tell me your story?”
“Ah~” Zhao Changfa sighed, his confused gaze drifting toward the gray sky. After hesitating for a moment, he turned to look at Gu Yiyi. Only then did he say, “Chen Qing is an unforgivable ba$tard, and I was once his accomplice.”
“I, I…” The words that followed were difficult to utter, but Zhao Changfa gritted his teeth and said, “I have a necr0philia feti$h.”
Zuo Si couldn’t help but be shocked; Zhao Changfa truly had a necr0philia feti$h!
Years ago, by chance, when Chen Qing was killing and disposing of b0dies, he discovered Zhao Changfa’s peculiar obsession. He then used this as leverage, forcing Zhao Changfa to help him handle the c0rpses in the future.
At first, Zhao Changfa refused; although he had a strange obsession, he was not as deranged as Chen Qing.
Faced with Zhao Changfa’s refusal, Chen Qing showed no signs of panic. He used the female c0rpse as bait, threatening with reputation and prison time. He even used Gu Yiyi to intimidate him.
What would happen if the villagers found out that Gu Yiyi’s grandfather was a necr0philiac?
Gu Yiyi had a hard life; her parents died early, leaving her to rely on Zhao Changfa. If Zhao Changfa were to be caught, life in the village would be unimaginable.
Although Zhao Changfa was not afraid of going to prison and could disregard his reputation, he could not bear to see his granddaughter suffer. He didn’t dare to gamble. With no other choice, he had to compromise.
From that moment on, he embarked on a path of no return. Later, he even managed to quit his necr0philia obsession. But it was already too late.
Taking advantage of his job as a taxi driver, Chen Qing would target suitable victims, a$sault them, kill them, and then bring them to Miaoshan Cemetery for Zhao Changfa to bury.
Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back; Zhao Changfa could only choose to silently accept his fate.
However, the cycle of heaven is just, and the heavens spare no one. The more Zhao Changfa wished to protect something, the more the heavens made him lose it.
One day, Gu Yiyi was returning home from school in the city, and coincidentally, she took a taxi driven by Chen Qing.
Upon seeing such a pure and beautiful girl, how could Chen Qing not be moved?
Since Gu Yiyi rarely returned to the village, and with the changes that come with growing up, Chen Qing might not have recognized her.
By the time they arrived at Miaoshan Cemetery, she was already dead.
The moment Zhao Changfa saw Gu Yiyi’s c0rpse, his heart died along with her. He stood there in a daze, as if struck dumb. Later, he finally found an opportunity to knock Chen Qing unconscious and tie him to a tree.
When Chen Qing woke up, Zhao Changfa used a blade to sever all his hands and feet, executing him slowly and painfully. He wanted Chen Qing to die in agony and despair!
Hearing this, Zuo Si couldn’t help but sigh, “Do not commit evil, no matter how small; do not neglect good, no matter how minor. Evil deeds yield evil results.”
If Zhao Changfa had exposed Chen Qing’s crimes at that time, things would not have reached this point, and Gu Yiyi would not have died.
Gu Yiyi heard all of this too. Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she crouched on the ground, holding her head, her expression one of deep pain.
In just a moment, she transformed into a white shadow and vanished.
“The corpse in the house is Gu Yiyi?” Zuo Si asked.
Zhao Changfa nodded heavily and continued, “I kept her body because I wanted to see her one last time, hoping her soul could return…”
“I never expected that the one who returned would be that bastard Chen Qing!!” Zhao Changfa’s eyes instantly filled with murderous intent: “Since he has become a ghost, I will make sure he can’t even be a ghost!”
“But no matter how hard I try, I can’t kill him!”
“As long as his soul endures the pain of death every night, that will be enough!”
Hearing this, Zuo Si felt a bit puzzled; logically, with Chen Qing’s strength, he shouldn’t be afraid of Zhao Changfa at all. Why wouldn’t he dare to fight back? Could it be the shadow of death? That seemed to be the only explanation.
“So Ge Hong and Ge Shan were victims? Killed by Chen Qing?”
“Yes.” Zhao Changfa suddenly knelt before Zuo Si.
“What are you doing?”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three loud knocks on the ground caused blood to flow from Zhao Changfa’s forehead.
“I don’t know if I can come back after this; please take care of Yiyi for me.” Zhao Changfa took out a watermelon-shaped hairpin from his pocket, his eyes filled with tenderness: “This is Yiyi’s favorite thing; I hope you can keep it safe.”
“Do you trust me?”
“You stepped up to save her the first time you met Yiyi; you must be a good person.” Zhao Changfa glanced at the surgical knife on the ground: “Besides, you don’t seem like an ordinary person; I have no other choice.”
“Alright, don’t worry. I will do my utmost to ensure that a pure and innocent girl like Yiyi will not suffer any more harm.”
“That puts my mind at ease,” Zhao Changfa murmured. But then he suddenly changed his tone, venomously saying, “If you dare to bully Yiyi and let her come to harm, I will never let you go!”