The moonlight was like water, shining in the mountain stream, and in the vast fog, there was a person scurrying in a panic.

Not far away is the cliff, strange rocks, like a fierce beast in the night, revealing a bloody mouth, quietly waiting for the ants to throw themselves into the net.

However, the fog was covered and it looked like he was walking on the ground, but Liu Siming was completely unaware of the danger that was close at hand.

He clutched his mobile phone tightly, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, and there was a continuous sound of electricity on the other end of the mobile phone, as if it had been inexplicably disturbed, and he couldn't make a normal call at all.

"This ······ Mr······· Are you still there·······"

"Hey, did you hear that! There really are bone spirits here! ”

The signal was intermittent, constantly challenging Liu Siming's fragile nerves, and at first he could still hear a faint sound, but when he got to the back, he could only hear the chaotic current.

"Please, get a reply."

Liu Siming was hysterical, he still didn't hear the other party's response, the tall man, but at this time he was like a poor worm, desperately praying in his heart.

They are engaged in the human trafficking industry, and they usually see the police like a mouse seeing a cat, and they can't hide, and there has never been a moment when they hope that the police can appear soon.

But Heaven did not hear Liu Siming's prayers.

"Click-click-"

Liu Siming's body stiffened, and when he heard the familiar and terrifying sound of sore teeth, he seemed to be infected, and even his own teeth were fighting, making a clicking sound.

He turned his head suddenly, and under the miserable white moonlight, a skeleton slowly appeared, and his dark eyes looked at him like this.

There was also a snake next to the white bones, bathed in the moonlight, shining with a strange luster, and in the cold and bloodthirsty beast pupils, there was a bit of humane mockery and nose wings.

Liu Siming had the illusion of a moment, and what was standing in front of him was not a snake, but a living person.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Don't come here." ”

Liu Siming subconsciously took a step back, heard the sound of gravel rolling, he stumbled suddenly, his body shook violently, and he rushed forward, so that he did not let himself fall.

He turned back cautiously, the wind blew away the fog a little, and the steep cliffs and unfathomable cliffs were faintly visible, and if he fell, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

Liu Siming has no way to retreat.

Looking at the white bones approaching step by step, with the abyss behind him, Liu Siming had fallen into a desperate situation, his eyes were dilated, and in his pupils, the black eyes occupied most of them.

He put it on the gloomy white bones, and saw countless faces that had begged or struggled with him, or rather, these people clinged to the white bones and came to him for their lives.

There are innocent and cute little girls, as well as young female college students.

At that time, he was high, like looking at a lamb to the slaughter, only seeing countless money and benefits, and did not care about the begging of those people.

Because of trafficking, countless families have been torn apart, and even on the way to find their relatives, families have been ruined, but for these traffickers, all this is nothing.

What they want is money, and it is the huge profits behind it, and what will happen to these trafficked people is not in their scope of consideration at all.

Liu Siming saw the little girl who was broken and begging on the street, who should have grown up carefree in the love of her parents, but finally died of illness on a rainy night that no one cared about.

Before he died, he was still holding the steamed buns that had been turned out of the trash can tightly in his hands, and the whole person was only a skeleton.

How distressed her parents would be if they saw that their children would end up like this.

He also saw unkempt, insane women chained to pigsty, chained here like sows, giving birth to babies.

She is a college student, she should have a bright life and future, maybe she can become a pillar of the country in the future and shine in the position she loves, but she withered prematurely.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I deserved to die, please spare me."

"I shouldn't have done these conscience-losing things in order to make money, selling my soul and conscience."

Liu Siming saw countless souls coming towards him, and his black hole eyes were almost driving him crazy.

These souls wept blood and told of their miserable situation.

Liu Siming didn't want to hear or watch, but these pictures couldn't linger at all.

He fell to his knees and kowtowed to the bones in front of him.

"It's my lard that blinds my heart, it's my madness, give me a chance, I will spend the rest of my life atoning for my sins, spare my life······"

Liu Siming's forehead was shattered, until blood finally flowed out.

I don't know if his sincere repentance worked.

The tooth-aching sound faded away.

Liu Siming looked up cautiously, the white bones were really gone!

He gasped for breath and sat down on the floor, looking incredulous.

Not only the white bones, but even the surrounding fog completely dissipated, and the miserable white moon overhead became normal, and a soft silver glow poured down, and the entire mountain stream was shrouded in a hazy white veil.

It looks quiet and beautiful.

All of these things indicate a return to normal, and those demonic and supernatural things are like an illusion.

"I, I survived?!"

Liu Siming was incredulous, the corners of his mouth slowly grinned, and his hands danced happily.

For the rest of his life, he didn't notice the ghostly beast pupil not far away.

There is a time limit for the illusionary supernatural power, although all this has actually only passed for a few minutes, but it is already Ye Qin's limit to support it until now.

When the time comes, the illusion disappears.

And those who fall for illusion, the conjecture in their hearts will naturally dissipate as the illusion disappears.

Ye Qin looked at Liu Siming, who was elated not far away.

Does belated confession work?

How many people died because of them?

And how many families are torn apart?

No matter how Liu Siming atoned for his sins, he couldn't get back those lost lives, and the dirty blood on his body was already 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 can send Liu Siming to apologize in person in front of those victims and beg for forgiveness.

Liu Siming was getting up from the ground and preparing to leave.

"Whew!"

Fang Buddha heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air.

He hurriedly turned his head, but his pupils widened again, and the green figure turned into a sword of judgment, and slammed into him with lightning speed.

By the time Liu Siming reacted, it was already too late.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and he lowered his head stupidly, looking at the huge blood hole, which ran through the entire front chest and back.

He looked up at the snake not far away, 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)