its 003: murderous doom

"What's going on here?" Gong Ping looked at the house curiously and asked himself about his luck.

"No matter how weak the luck is, it will not be eliminated by bad luck." Yun replied, "However, there are exceptions, such as the situation here - the root of the murderous intention, the murderous intention with hatred, is near the old man. Once the murderous intention is combined with the murderous intention, the bad luck will become extremely powerful, and any luck will no longer be its opponent.

"You mean..." Gong Ping looked at the guy who was almost asleep with the book, and then looked at the guy who was sleeping in the escort. He couldn't believe that one or two of these two kind-faced people was so strongly hoping that the old man would die soon.

"You mean that the old man is going to die under the malicious curse of his relatives?"

"Vit will be soon." Yun nodded, "But there should be about half a month left. Because although the murderous intention and the murderous intention are very close, they have not really combined. Otherwise, the old man will die immediately.

"It's terrible." Gong Ping couldn't help retreating and hitting the wall.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Yun said, "This is a special case. First, the old man's life has been quite fragile, and his luck has also perished; second, the old man has lost his sense of autonomy, and his mental strength has been reduced to almost zero; third, the murderer has accompanied the old man all day long, constantly releasing his murderous intention, accumulating more than 100 days. Only by combining these three points can this situation be formed. Otherwise, unless the murderous intention and the murderous heart are united, no matter how bad luck is, it will not kill the old man.

"Can the combination of murderous intent and murderous intent make people die?" Gong Ping still felt terrible.

"Not really." Yun said, "The combination of murder and murder is not a simple thing. For example, if you always want someone to die, your murder will be attached to the other party, and there will be a murderous intention in your heart. If you want them to unite, you have to take action. Only when you take direct action to kill the other party with your own hands will the murderous intention be united. However, at this time, it depends on which of the two sides is more lucky. If the other party is more lucky, it is likely that you can't kill him.

"If you say so, I can more or less accept it." Gong Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise, it would be too simple for people to harm others. It's terrible that you can kill people just by killing!"

Gong Ping didn't want to see such a miserable scene again. He staggered back to the ward and pricked his head in **. He closed his eyes and slowly fell into a dream. In the dream, a huge black monster squatted on his chest and refused to leave. He struggled to wake up, but he couldn't.

Shortly after waking up in the morning, the doctor and nurse rushed over and asked about his physical condition. Gong Ping looked up at the four people and saw the white shadow behind them, which was their luck. One of the nurses's luck is clearer and seems to be bigger than the others.

Gong Ping briefly answered the doctor's question and said that he was frightened by a nightmare last night, and there was no other reason. After the doctor gave him a series of simple examinations, he found that there was really no problem, so he left.

When several people walked out, Gong Ping looked curiously. Immediately, four black fogs appeared behind the four people. Among them, the group behind the doctor was the smallest, only a vague shape. You can't see what it was, and the color was mottled. The black fog behind the nurse who was clear from other people was the thickest. To turn into a sign of a monster, the color should be relatively simple.

Gong Ping was very curious, because it was very different from the bad luck he saw last night, so when the doctor and nurse left, he immediately asked Yun.

"Doom is a collection of murderous intentions." Yun replied, "If life survives in the world, it will always be hated by other lives. These hatreds turn into big or small murderous intentions, and secondary hatred. They continue to expand bad luck and eventually form this special collection. The old man last night didn't have many days to live, and naturally there were not many people who hated him, so his bad luck was relatively simple, only from a few people, and because those people's desire to die was almost as strong, the color of murder was not too different, and it looked like a whole.

"I see. You don't have to explain anymore." Gong Ping only felt a headache. He doesn't want to be a superman, and he doesn't want to understand these hateful things. He just wants to live happily, work calmly, and be with Wang Xiaomei.

"You seem to be very dissatisfied with the fate." Yun said, "Don't you think it's a kind of luck? Through me, you can always know if anyone around you is murderous to you, so that you can avoid being like that old man..."

"Stop it, please." Gong Ping covered his head and face with a pillow. Yun didn't say anything. He floated aside and didn't say a word.

An hour later, Yun couldn't help saying, "Hey, do you know? When you accidentally get this power and can see luck, I have consciousness, and I also lose the ability to communicate with others and even the whole world when I live in an unconscious state. You have created a wise me, but you have also turned me into a lonely existence. Loneliness, do you understand?"

Gong Ping didn't say a word. So Yun talked endlessly and talked about how he felt about the world from the beginning of consciousness to now.

Gong Ping never said a word.

Three days later, the doctor told Gong Ping to go through the discharge procedures. After paying the consultation fee, Gong Ping took the bank card in his hand and looked in pain. After three years of hard work, it has now become all kinds of bills issued by the hospital, and everyone will feel pain. But thinking that he will see Wang Xiaomei again soon, he feels excited.

When leaving the hospital, a woman who happened to commit suicide by drinking poison happened to be sent in. Gong Ping unconsciously stared at her and found that the woman lying on the stretcher was squatting with a huge black monster. The monster was tearing the woman's luck into pieces and couldn't help swallowing it. He couldn't help shivering and hurriedly turned his head.

"Look, how sad the man who was with her cried." Yun said in his ear, "However, except for him, she is surrounded by doctors and nurses, and her bad luck is so strong..."

"Stop talking!" Gong Ping felt that this kind of thing was too cruel, so he covered his ears and ran out of the hospital.

"Human beings, what a wonderful thing." Talk to yourself to relieve boredom. Obviously, she was extremely eager to die in her heart, but she had to pretend to be sad to stay.

"Cit up!" Gong Ping couldn't stand it anymore - his kindness to others did not mean that he was also kind to himself, so he suddenly turned around and grabbed his luck, trying to teach it a good lesson.

But this catch didn't catch luck, but almost caught the face of a nurse who passed behind him. The nurse screamed in horror and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Gong Ping hurriedly apologized, "That..." He thought for a moment and pointed to the air: "There are flies!"

"Look at it next time. Can you be responsible for breaking someone?" After scolding him for a few words, the nurse hummed away angrily.

Gong Ping took a breath and looked around. Seeing that there was no one else nearby, he whispered to his luck, "Can you..." without waiting for him to finish the sentence: "Don't bother me." He found that something was wrong with his left hand. He raised his left hand and looked at it. Halfway through, he screamed in horror and fell to the ground.

I saw a little monster with several long feet like a beetle lying on the back of his left hand, motionless.

"This...is this bad luck?" Gong Ping was scared into a cold sweat. Someone in the distance saw Gong Ping's abnormality and began to walk this way. He was so scared that Gong Ping jumped up and ran desperately.

"What are you running for? No one else can see it." The luck floated behind him and said with a blank face. Gong Ping ignored it, jumped out of the hospital in one breath, got into a nearby public toilet, looked at no one left and right, and then asked with a runny nose and tears, "What's going on?"

"You caught the nurse's bad luck." Yun said, "Now her bad luck is on you. If you don't take it away quickly, I'm afraid it will hurt you in turn. I can't deal with this kind of foreign bad luck.

"Oh, my God." Gong Ping couldn't help sighing, and then hesitated to catch the little monster with his right hand. Unexpectedly, as soon as his right hand approached the monster, the monster immediately jumped up and flew out, like a black meteor, bumping a few times in the narrow space of the toilet, and then disappeared.

"It's dead." Yun said, "Be careful, other people's bad luck can't belong to you. If you take it for more than seven days, it will always attach to you and hurt you. Because he is not your bad luck, I can't deal with it. I can only watch you die. However, your left hand can catch other people's bad luck, and your right hand can drive away bad luck. Don't worry too much about this kind of thing. However, if the doom that has been driven away can't find the owner, it will automatically dissipate this point, which is quite interesting.

"Is this a good thing?" Gong Ping was a little excited, "If you say so, I won't have bad luck in my life, right?"

"It should be so." Yun nodded, but looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be sure.

"Good luck!" Gong Pinghuan shouted and scared an old man who had just walked into the toilet to be incontinent. Gong Ping blushed and escaped in dismay. Behind him came the old man's complaining voice: "Nowadays, young people are so dishonest in the toilet..."

What is the first thing after being discharged from the hospital? For Gong Ping, there is nothing more important than reporting to the company as soon as possible. The competition in modern society is fierce. Graduate students are rushing to sell pork, and master's students are jumping off buildings to commit suicide. They are worried that no one wants a doctor. It is not easy for a young man who graduated from an ordinary university to have such a stable job.

He ran back to the company excitedly. What made Gong Ping tearfully grateful was that his position in the department was still kept, but the department manager asked him for a long vacation. He thought that maybe it was too difficult for him to find such a talkative little helper, so from leaders to colleagues, he didn't want to be replaced by another person who didn't like to help others.

"Sure enough, I'm getting lucky!" Gong Ping shouted in his heart and sat in his seat. Just as he was about to look around for Wang Xiaomei, a large group of people rushed over and stuffed countless reports and information into his arms and put them on his desk.

"Gong Ping, you're back. Help me get this ready. The boss is in a hurry!" Gong Ping, as long as you're fine. I don't understand this kind of electronic watch. Please help me change it!"

Such sounds must have made Gong Ping want to cry without tears in the past, but today, it is as wonderful as fairy music. Gong Ping took it one by one with a friendly smile.

For a moment, the crowd dispersed as birds and beasts.

"Congratulations." The colleague at the next table stretched out his hand and shook it with him. "It's a big disaster. You haven't lost your job yet. You can't compare with ordinary people."

Gong Ping smiled and looked at the white shadow behind his colleagues. The shadow is not big or small, not clear or blurred, and the standard chest has no ambition to eat and wait for the dead type. But Gong Ping didn't dare to laugh at others. Think about himself in the past. How good is it?

At this time, he made time to look for Wang Xiaomei. He looked up and looked around, trying to find Wang Xiaomei's beautiful smiling face, but he was disappointed. Wang Xiaomei sat on a new face.

"Where is Wang Xiaomei?" He asked the neighbor's table in a low voice, and the face of the colleague at the next table sank.

"She's dead."

"What?" Gong Ping was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, "Dead...dead? How can it be..."

"It's suicide." The colleague at the next table glanced around and whispered carefully, "This matter is very noisy. The boss took a fancy to her, but she didn't seem to give the boss face. Later... The gossip said that the boss played with her by means. Not long after, she jumped off the building and committed suicide. Our boss, hum, there are so many female employees who have been destroyed in his hands over the years..."

Gong Ping couldn't hear another word, and a kind of anger spread in his body. Wang Xiaomei's smiling face flashed in his heart, bright and dark. His heart, which had been unwilling to fight with others, suddenly gave birth to an opposite force, which bulged and made his whole body tremble.

He had known that Mu Shan, the president of the company, was a lustful person. He had an idea for almost all the beautiful female employees in the company. It was even more rumored that two-thirds of the beautiful female employees were spoiled by him, but Gong Ping only regarded it as a rumor that had nothing to do with him, and he always laughed it off.

But this time, he can't laugh it off. A living life is gone, and the other who has cared about him - and the only person who has cared about him since his work has died. After being insulted and damaged, he died. No one said anything to her death. Her death was just a line of gossip during everyone's entertainment.

Something - something that did not belong to him, but came to his body at a certain moment before, began to move stupidly. This kind of thing began to destroy and grow. It destroys an original part of Gong Ping's heart, and then makes up for the spiritual gap caused by it with a strange new shape.

Gong Ping can no longer control his emotions. He stood up, quickly left the office and rushed straight into the bathroom. In front of the faucet, he tried to suppress the pain and anger, rubbed his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

"If it goes on like this, you will go crazy." Remind him.

"Why, why?" Tears finally flowed out, and Gong Ping cried painfully, "Why would a kind person like her... What's wrong with the world?"

"Do you want to avenge her?" Yun asked a question intentionally or unintentionally.

"I will!" Gong Ping suddenly turned his head, and his ferocious expression was startled. The man in front of him doesn't seem to be the "life" it knows, and it finds that something has changed.

"Maybe it was the thunder that shook the imprisonment of something hidden in his heart." Yun thought so. That kind of thing was triggered by the death of this woman and was about to come out. Interesting."