One lady on the ground, 4 men leaning far on the door, as though wanting to become the wood that carved the front door... How did they go so far in under a second?
Kizing, Bozing, Elder Ming, and Elder Toma were already trying to open the door and flee after seeing these ghostly beings too hideous to gaze upon.
Ghosts! Ghosts!
There are actually ghosts in this world!!
"Ahhhh~... Don't kill me. Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!!!" Feizen was so mortified that she began crying and begging for her life.
After doing all these things, never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined her past to haunt her in the form of ghosts!
Bubuum. Bubuum.
Her chest tightened, making breathing hard.
Up, down, up, down. She seemed to have run a marathon with cold sweat pouring out her face.
It was strange to say that the room was indeed icy, yet she was wearing buckets.
Do you know what fear does to the body?
"Ahhhh!!! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! So leave me alone!!!"
Feizen was almost to the point of insanity.
But who would feel sympathy for her?
All 4 witnesses were struggling with the fact that ghosts existed and had no time to concern themselves with her.
This realization was enough to keep them awake for the next following nights.
Mommy... They were staring at real ghosts!
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Everyone was still trying to come to terms with the matter when suddenly, they heard the eerie laughs from the familiar ghosts.
"Hehehehehehe~... Daughter, aren't you happy to see us?"
The ghostly beings enlarged 5 times their size, hovering over Feizen with vicious smiles. No matter how strong one was, if it were their first time seeing such a thing, they would panic beyond control.
And sure enough, a warm fluid trickled down the corners of Feizen's thighs.
Plop.
She went into a kowtow, with her head touching the wooden floor, tears and snot on her face, and her body quivering like a cornered squirrel.
She dared not look at the beings who sent chills up and down her spine.
"I... I... Please, for the sake of being your child, don't kill me. I... I will repent. Yes, yes, yes... I will change! I will never do such a thing again!". Feizen gave all sorts of promises, even promising to cut off her own leg as punishment for the sake of staying alive.
If this were the end of the world in a zombie apocalypse, one would immediately know what kind of person she would be.
She might even push her own family to survive.
All 4 witnesses felt the ball in their throats bobbed when listening to the vicious woman's promises.
Although there's no physical evidence to support her crimes, what else didn't they understand from her fear, actions, and words?
Murderer!
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Seeing that the ghosts had no intentions of harming them, all 4 witnesses, though frightened, decided to take one step forth, away from the door.
They couldn't get out even if they wanted to—this much they understood. And now, the eyes they used staring at Dorian and Chan-ki were greatly different.
But just when they thought they had built enough courage, their bodies went limp the moment the ghostly beings called them out.
"Elder Toma... Elder Ming, Friend Bozing, and Nephew Kizing... This unruly slaughter of ours is the cause of our death!!"
Hmhm!
All 4 nodded vigorously, not daring to speak.
Even if these ghosts said a nuclear blast killed them, they would nod and agree.
In the face of such matters, just shut up and agree, though they did believe she was guilty.
"That said, you all know that to rest in peace, we want justice for ourselves, right?"
--Silence--
"RIGHT!!!"
"Of course... Of course!" All 4 replied without delay with wobbly legs.
Too scary. Too scary.
Everyone listened to the ghosts relay what happened on that fateful day, while Angzen began voice recording after taking permission from Dorian.
Yes. This would be part of evidence against his sister, a murderer.
Chan-ki looked at Angzen's phone, deep in thought.
He had once heard a relay of a being's voice through a recording.
And let him be the first to say it was far different and completely disturbing once played back.
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First, there would always be some harsh static noise too jarring to the ears.
And buried within this noise would be the being's voice that was also disturbing, cold, and very menacing... No matter how soft the being tried to make their voice seem.
One would have to isolate and pick out every sound to get a clear message from the recording... That is, if they can make it through the whole recording without having goosebumps and utter fear.
Of course, even when one was taking the being's side of the story, they still had to be unbiased.
In Dorian's former world, ghosts sometimes lied too, pinning things on innocent people, not caring whether their actions would be judged once they ascended.
Just because they were dead doesn't mean they would always tell the truth.
Sometimes, they stayed to make sure the one who killed them was never found.
If Feizen were the couple's only child, maybe they would've long ascended without wanting Feizen to get into trouble.
Or, they might be chosen to stay in order to push the blame away from her. Given time, they might have enough power to take over another person's body and take care of all the evidence.
These were all possibilities. So even with the recording, investigations must go unbiased.
However, Feizen herself had just admitted to her crimes. So they also got her admittance.
But if she denies everything after this, that's where exorcists came on.
What? The punishment of the world and the punishment from the heavens must balance out.
So even if she doesn't go to prison, her life outside would still be hell!
After all, they had yet to find physical evidence to send her to jail, no?
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Holding the tube filled with a single mandrake root, Dorian calmly faced Feizen.
"Mrs. Fei... It's time to receive your punishment."
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