"Boom!"
A spiritual fire hit the little ghost's body. In an instant, his soul turned red and finally turned into ashes under a roar.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fan was expressionless. Every move he made was a killing move, seeking to kill in one blow. He did not have sympathy just because this ferocious ghost was a child. He did not!
This child had become a ghost-level existence, and its fate had already been determined. Other than its soul being scattered, there was no other way to save it.
Perhaps this child was pitiful and worthy of sympathy, but so what? Would he sympathize with Zhang Fan? He wouldn't.
Because he knew that a pitiful person would be a hateful person. This child was still very innocent before he died, but after he died, he became a ghost-level existence. If Zhang Fan sympathized with him, what would happen to the people who died in his hands?
God was fair. Because of fairness, it was true love. The love he gave to everyone was the same. Because everyone felt the same, everyone said that God was heartless and cold.
Zhang Fan killed the little boy and took revenge for the people who died in his hands. Destroying the ghost that killed the little boy was the same as avenging the little boy. Therefore, God was not cold and heartless, but because he was too fair.
It was because it was too fair that it was difficult for gods to do it. It was said that there were gods three feet above the head of a person, but didn't gods have the heavens three feet above their head?
Sometimes, there was no punishment for people who did bad things. Even if there was, most of it would be settled after death. Only a small portion of it would be repaid in the present.
If a god did something bad and was unfair, then the wrath of thunder from heaven would come down as punishment. It was very aggrieved.
Moreover, Zhang Fan was now the Wandering God. Other than killing evil spirits, he also took on a responsibility, which was to monitor the good and evil of the human world. In the common saying, from today onwards, he would reward the good and punish the bad.
This was another very difficult task.
Zhang Fan shook his head. It was better to get rid of the last ghost first.
Speaking of which, why didn't she come out to help when she was fighting with her husband and son just now? Could it be that she hated her husband so much that she couldn't wait for him to die?
Zhang Fan frowned. He glanced at the second floor, which had already become a mess.
"I couldn't force her out with the Buddhist Dharma just now, so it's probably the same even if I use it again. Moreover, the Buddhist Dharma is too tongue-tied.”
"Let's just look for her. She's the only one left anyway.”
One sentence.
Zhang Fan quickly opened the four bedrooms in turn. He went to the toilet and searched inside. There was not even a ghost in the neat and clean room.
If it was not on the second floor, then it was on the third floor.
Zhang Fan rushed forward as if he was in a hurry to die. Of course, this was for ordinary people.
On the third floor was a large study room, or rather, an office, which occupied the entire floor.
Naturally, there was no corridor leading to this big room like the first floor and the second floor below. There was no corridor leading to the living room, bedroom, toilet, etc. There was no corridor leading to this big room. There was a door directly set up, and inside was the study.
"Bang!"
Zhang Fan came to the door to the third floor and twisted it. He realized that it couldn't be opened at all. After a few times, he forcefully twisted the lock and the door opened.
The moment he opened the door, Zhang Fan took half a step in. When he saw the scene inside, he immediately retracted his foot and turned his head away. His expression was as if he had seen something annoying and felt extremely disgusted.
"F * ck, what the f * ck is going on?”Zhang Fan cursed.
On the third floor, there were all kinds of corpses in white clothes. The snow-white study room was emitting a cold air, as if it was about to freeze.
This was just like the slaughterhouse in Zhang Fan's memory. After being slaughtered, the fat pigs were hung in the freezer, waiting to be transported and sold.
This place was also like a slaughterhouse's freezer, but the difference was that there were all corpses hanging here.
"Damn it, I suddenly don't want this house anymore.”
Zhang Fan cursed. He could tolerate the fact that many people had died here because of the existence of ghosts, but he definitely could not tolerate his home being treated like a slaughterhouse with so many corpses hanging in the freezer.
This was his home, not a freezer in a slaughterhouse. Even if he took a step back and said it was a morgue, it would not do.
Who lives in a morgue?
Even if he was a ghost, he was not afraid of anything. But have you ever seen that ghost living in such a shabby place where a group of corpses once lived?
“艹。”
Zhang Fan cursed.
"Kacha."
Right at this moment, the sound of chewing could be heard. Zhang Fan frowned and looked over.
He immediately saw a corpse lying on a seat in a remote corner. A pitch-black cat was lying on the corpse with its back facing him. He didn't know what it was doing, but he could tell from the sound.
Zhang Fan's expression was extremely ugly.
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