Ning Ningning: Honest prices, fifty cents a reading. Believe it or don't. If I'm wrong, come to my house and chop me up. Message me for the address.
Wen: I don't believe you. Send me the address first so I can check it out.
He hoists the old man up and carries him home: I'll give you a hundred. Tell my fortune. If you're wrong, the streamer has to marry me, hehe.
In one stomach-churning case after another, the terrifying thing isn't just the killer. There may also be some other unusual presence driving the case. Not everyone can believe in it, but once you encounter it, it's hard to escape.
One terrifying incident after another doesn't happen without cause. We all have to pay for the evil we do.
“If death is a release, does that mean life is purgatory?”
“No, you're wrong. For those who die by suicide, purgatory begins after death. Those who can't enter the cycle of reincarnation wander the human world forever, haunted by painful memories. That's purgatory.”
“People who find life painful haven't necessarily done terrible things in a past life. They may have been cursed or hexed. If you're dealing with a serious problem, come find me in my livestream. I'm Pei Zhining.”
“I'm not like most Taoist priests. I don't need a lot of money, just fifty cents per reading. Believe it or get lost. Thanks.”
