What happened to the anti-superstition campaign? The live studio is full of police officers

[After the host said that, I could immediately picture it in my mind.]

He truly loves her; why couldn't fate have let them meet sooner!

[I have a bad feeling. Is my beloved going to commit suicide for love?]

Actually, dying for love is the best outcome, since he killed someone, and even if there were reasons for it, it's still illegal.

Bai Ningyu took a sip of spiritual tea and slowly said, "You're right. Amidst the police's stern shouts, the man resolutely pulled out his gun, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger."

Wu Zhihe instinctively tried to stop the man, but she couldn't do anything.

With a gunshot, hot blood splattered onto the cold tombstone, piercing Wu Zhihe's soul in the process.

She shouldn't have felt anything, but at this moment, Wu Zhihe felt that the blood that passed through her soul was incredibly hot, as if it were burning her soul.

Tears streamed down Wu Zhihe's face, and her heart began to race inexplicably.

Gazing at the tombstone before him, the man's body collapsed with a thud. Leaning against the tombstone, he breathed his last.

At the same time, a pink hair clip slipped from the man's clenched fist.

Only when she saw the hair clip did Wu Zhihe recognize the man.

As Bai Ningyu finished speaking, Wu Zhihe's voice came from the screen: "You're right, look at Aqian lying in a pool of blood."

I hate Rong Qin terribly, but I hate myself even more. I hate myself for mistaking Ah Qian for someone else...

I hate it so much, I really hate it so much.

Although the group of people in the park are dead, Rong Qin, the culprit who killed us, is still alive. I want revenge, I want to tear Rong Qin to pieces!

In an instant, I felt like my whole body was about to explode, and then I lost consciousness.

[From Wu Zhihe's description, it seems she's about to transform into a vengeful ghost.]

But her current appearance doesn't seem like that of a vengeful ghost.

Zhan Tianhe [must have received help from some powerful figure.]

Bai Ningyu's eyes flickered slightly, and she uttered three words softly: "Floating Life Guest".

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhihe's eyes flashed with surprise: "Miss, you are truly a diviner. What you said is absolutely correct."

When I woke up again, I found myself in a strange shop called Fushengke.

The shelves in the shop were filled with small wooden boxes, making it impossible to tell what the shop sold.

The shop owners are a husband and wife who are exceptionally good-looking, almost unreal, like gods who stepped out of a painting.

The shop owner told me that if I wanted to have a future life with Ah-Qian, I should not commit any more killings.

She said that if I wanted revenge, I should possess a photograph and wait a few days for it to help me get my revenge.

I once asked her why she helped me, but she just smiled and said that she had been in this world for thousands of years and she only helped me because life was boring and she wanted to add some fun to this dull life.

I naturally hoped that Ah Qian and I would have a predestined relationship in the next life, so I attached myself to the blank photo paper she handed me with some skepticism.

The next moment, my face appeared in that photograph.

Then she placed me in a wooden box.

Sure enough, not long after, she opened the box containing my photo again and gave it to a woman.

This woman was Rong Qin's wife.