Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

When Shen Zhinian and his group estimated the time and rushed back to the mansion, Fu Xiuyuan, who had been tied back to the mansion by the puppet, finally woke up from the dull pain in the back of his head.

His eyelashes trembled. Rather than the scene visible to the naked eye, what he felt first was a cold and wet object pressed against his back and even sliding down his neck.

A chill ran up his spine, and guessing what might be behind him, Fu Xiuyuan's hair stood on end.

He struggled to turn his wrist, but he didn't know how the knot was tied. The more he struggled, the tighter it became, until he could no longer move.

The wooden door creaked as it was slowly pushed open. He could no longer struggle, and along with the unknown objects tied to his back, he fell to the side.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Perhaps because he was close to the ground, Fu Xiuyuan's hearing had never been as sensitive as it was at this moment.

One can even accurately identify that among the chaotic footsteps, there is the person one least wants to see.

Fu Xiuyuan clenched his teeth and raised his head with difficulty.

His eyes followed a figure walking slowly towards him. The man had an upright posture, and was dressed in spotless white clothes, which reflected the coldness in his eyes, making him look cold and noble.

Even though he had already guessed who was pushing the door open, he was still deeply hurt by the other party's condescending attitude.

How could an experimental subject who was only fit to serve as his nutrients return home and possess so many abilities?

He stared at the strange men and women who had appeared out of nowhere, and who looked like they were not ordinary people, including the two doctors who were already in the open and didn't care about their identities being exposed.

The bitch who deceived him said that the son of luck will always get help from some talented people, but these opportunities... should have all been his!

If he hadn't been allowed to run away back then...how could he have ended up in such a situation!

His head was filled with blood and even his vision became blurred. Fu Xiuyuan was not sure how much he had exposed. His voice was cautious, with an obvious plea for mercy.

"Brother... you could have sent two doctors to torture me... but now that I know I'm wrong, why do you still want to tie me up here?"

He tried his best to ignore the abnormality on his back and pretended to be innocent and unaware of anything.

As soon as he finished speaking, he even started to look for Mrs. Fu reflexively, sweating profusely.

Every time he fell into Fu Guanci's hands in the past, it was Mrs. Fu who learned the news and rushed over as soon as possible, thus saving him from greater disaster.

He used to think that this woman was cowardly and annoying, but now he can only rely on her to save his life.

However, he remained in that dizzy position, looking up with great effort for a long time, and no one answered him... well, no one answered him at all.

The group of people didn't even bother to look at him, and just kept chatting among themselves with words that were completely incomprehensible.

Duan Tinghan estimated the time and said, "There is still one stick of incense left. The underworld should come to pick us up."

Not knowing what he was thinking of, his face darkened slightly: "But Fu Xiuyuan didn't get even a bit of luck from Senior Brother. I wonder if he will suffer a backlash?"

After all, for Fu Guanci, this rookie only acted like a flea, jumping around and trying to annoy people.

He is not good at anything and is the number one in seeking death.

The only thing he did was to be so vicious and cruel, and he directed it all on himself.

My insides were almost hollowed out, but I had no idea it and thought it was because the poison from the insect had not been completely cured.

"Him?" Fu Guanci was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Fu Xiuyuan to have gained any benefit from him.

Not to mention harming him, it's a good thing I didn't kill myself these years.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he replied: "Speaking of which, the biggest retribution in his life should be meeting us."

Have you forgotten the 49-day exorcism ceremony?

Even though he was not dead, the third junior brother who looked very kind thought it was fun and kept him alive with inferior medicine every day.

Duan Tinghan & Fang Wushuang: “Emm…”

That's true... but it caused the family to be broken up, the loving couple was separated, and the poor original owner only lived to the age of six...

But just because his senior brother was too powerful and failed to succeed in the end, it does not mean that his failure can be wiped out.

Shen Zhinian looked at the two innocent junior brothers and sisters with a smile on his face: "They hooked up with the smugglers. Before Ah Xiang showed up, they provided a lot of convenience to the other party and harmed countless people."

“Even if he doesn’t suffer the backlash immediately like Duan Tingzhuo, he won’t have an easy time after death.” Full service of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and no reincarnation forever. Let’s take a look.

"Really?!" Duan Tinghan and Fang Wushuang's eyes lit up.

He looked at his senior sister, then turned to look at his always reliable master.

He Qingyu nodded slightly, agreeing with Shen Zhinian's words: "This is all thanks to his ability to bypass Qi Xiangxun and directly contact Song Yun in the later stage."

Otherwise, the heavy responsibility would really fall on Qi Xiangxun.

"It's fate, isn't it?" Shen Zhinian waved his hand, and a breeze blew by, which actually changed the eavesdropping Fu Xiuyuan and the corpse behind him into a face-to-face hug.

He took his hand back and said generously: "You're welcome. I just want to see the deep love between you two father and son."

After that, he clicked his tongue twice, his tone was shocking: "They were evil together when they were alive, but I didn't expect that even if the father died first, his body would still cling to his son tightly."

Fu Guanci nodded with a smile: "Neither life nor death can separate them. Don't worry, Qi Xiangxun must be waiting for him in hell."

Fu Xiuyuan...

When Fu Xiuyuan saw with his own eyes what he had only sensed before, right in front of him, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew into heaven. His throat seemed to be strangled and he could no longer make any sound.

How can this be considered a complete corpse?

The entire human skin was peeled off without leaving any trace, the blood was drained, and because of the severe poisoning during his lifetime, the pieces of flesh had become indescribably disgusting.

She stayed close to him for too long, and some unknown liquid even seeped out, wetting a large area of ​​her clothes.

No one knew how long it had been, but just when everyone thought he was simply frightened silly, Fu Xiuyuan finally let out a sharp explosion.

“Ahhhhhhhh, save me, mother, ahhhhhh… I was wrong, I was wrong, brother… No, no, Master Fu, I was deceived by outsiders before, I really know I was wrong… Please let me go, please let me go…”

“Ahhhhhhh, get out of here, get this thing away… Mother… save me, save me… someone come…”

He shouted incoherently for a long time, probably because he knew that begging Fu Guanci for mercy would not have any effect.

At this moment, he finally remembered that there was such a character as Mrs. Fu.

The couple who had been reunited after a long separation were expressing their longing for each other, so Shen Zhinian naturally couldn't let such an offensive sound spread out.

When the other party let out the first scream, he was already wrapped in a barrier to ensure that not a single sound could be heard.