Chapter 322 The soul falling into hell; Alice who has the uncanny valley effect on the paper man
He endured the severe pain of his broken hands and feet and gave orders to his subordinates, but not only did it have no effect, they actually pointed their guns at him!
The unexpected turn almost caused Mikaelson to faint.
No, it shouldn't be like this.
Is it some kind of magic?
Before meeting Su Fan, he spent a lot of money to purchase glass and building materials from many famous churches around the world to renovate the office.
Under the majesty of God, no devil's temptation can work, but why?
With his limbs broken, Michaelson wanted to regard all this as his hallucination. However, the pain of tearing his body and the blood that belonged to him flowing on the ground told him all the time that everything that happened before him was reality.
Michaelson raised his head and looked at Su Fan.
The way the other person looked down at him was as if he were looking at an inanimate dead thing.
At this moment, Michaelson was stunned.
The young man above does not have any emotions because of taking away his life.
He was not naive enough to think that the other party would show mercy, but whenever the young man in front of him showed any emotion, he would not be so panicked.
At this time, Michaelson felt that the person standing in front of him was not a young man in his twenties, but some kind of higher-dimensional existence that was separated from human society.
But this feeling only existed in his mind for a moment and then dissipated immediately.
Michaelson doesn't believe that there are people in this world who are not moved by money. He had misjudged each other's positions before. This time he will do everything he can to fight for the hope of survival!
"Master... I regret the offense I just committed, please forgive me!"
"All my family property can be handed over, as long as you can calm down your anger and let me live."
A pleading voice came out of his mouth. Michaelson endured the pain and begged for mercy with a bleak expression.
His face had completely lost all color and was a bit whiter than the walls in the room.
For people like him, the so-called dignity and face mean nothing.
As long as he can overcome the current difficulties, even if the young man opposite wants to go to bed with his mother, Michaelson will agree without hesitation.
Su Fan was not surprised at all when he saw Michaelson like this.
The heavier the authority a person holds, the higher his position, and the higher his position, the fewer rules that can restrain him.
Unlike the polite people in the middle who are keen to create a harmonious atmosphere and do superficial things, the humans at the top and bottom of the pyramid have a way of getting along that is closer to the law of the jungle.
There are endless ways to poison, deceive, and steal each other.
What the news declassifies is just the tip of the iceberg.
Because in most cases it takes less time and effort to deal with the person who asked the question than to solve the problem.
In most cases, business wars involving the transfer of funds will only occur in movies and TV dramas that whitewash their actions.
Therefore, Su Fan would not believe a word of what Michaelson said.
Once such a person is allowed to breathe, he will immediately turn back and retaliate.
As time passed, Michaelson continued to offer generous rewards.
Including but not limited to company shares, commercial projects, energy extraction...
Just picking up one of these is enough for a family to eat, and the children and grandchildren will have no worries about food and clothing.
But even though he was eloquent and tried his best, the young man above him was unmoved and still looked down on him as coldly as before.
Michaelson finally realized that he was just wasting his breath.
Nothing he gave could shake the other party's will.
"So I'm dead today, right?"
Still no answer.
Silence is the greatest contempt.
Mikaelson felt as if he had fallen into an abyss of despair.
Scenes from the past emerge before our eyes. In order to obtain today's money and status, decades of painstaking efforts have no meaning at this moment.
He once mocked those people who lost their property and lost their minds and went crazy on the street, but now the look of madness also spread to his face.
After despair comes resentment and madness.
"Why?!"
He stared at Su Fan, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from the young man's body.
"Why me? Others did it too!"
"Just for reputation? For the people you have come into contact with?"
"Together, they are not even a fraction of the value of the industry I just mentioned!"
Strong anger prompts the secretion of adrenaline, which greatly relieves physical pain.
His body was shaking on the ground, and even if his limbs were broken, he still had to struggle to get up.
But Michaelson's actions were nothing but cathartic.
His body remained in place from beginning to end, and it had no effect other than spreading the blood a little further.
"Because the group you belong to needs a bloody example."
Finally, Su Fan spoke.
"Testing, testing, ready to move."
"You just want to rely on them to see my reaction, determine my condition, and figure out how to contact me in the future."
"Interestingly, the God you believe in has repeatedly told you in the Bible not to tempt..."
"As for why it's you, it's just because you're unlucky."
"Bad luck..."
"Of all the news and newspaper buildings, yours is the closest to the antique store."
After hearing Su Fan's answer, Michaelson was stunned and fell into a trance.
"Is it that simple?"
"It's that simple."
Michaelson suddenly understood what Su Fan meant.
He just randomly found a media tycoon who had slandered him. It didn’t matter who that person was...
The young people can't tell who they are.
Everything that Michaelson is proud of is just like dirt in the eyes of the young people opposite.
For the latter, the money and rights he used to buy his life are not worth mentioning, and his death is much more valuable than his life.
Because of this life, he can silence the noisy monkeys around him and help him regain peace.
That's all.
At this moment, he finally understood why the young man had never shown any special feelings from beginning to end.
Looking at Su Fan again, Michaelson felt in a daze that the distance between him and the other person was infinitely widening.
His eyes were neither happy nor sad, as if a god standing in the sky looked down at the creatures on the ground without any emotion.
Is the person he has been planning to deal with actually such an existence?
【What the hell did I do...】
Mikaelson realized his mistake and could feel his life slipping away.
"If you kill me... they won't let it go..."
His voice lost the previous anger and seemed extremely weak, as if all his strength had been drained out of him in an instant.
As the last syllable fell, Michaelson closed his eyes forever.
Anyone who loses a lot of blood will inevitably die.
Including Michaelson's desire to maintain a healthy body that has been exercised for a long time in order to prolong life as much as possible and enjoy the future life. That organization called Freemasonry will eventually find out about him.
But the thing is, dead people have no value.
Even if they knew it, they would still weigh the importance of "avenging Michaelson, maintaining the internal stability and external dignity of Freemasonry" and "offending an extraordinary person with unknown strength".
During this period of time, Su Fan would not stand still.
Thinking of this, he looked around.
All the sacred glass here is genuine and good.
It was much better than the cross and holy water in Theresia's hand.
It's interesting to think about it. The things used by the frontline personnel of the Holy See who are out exorcising demons every day are not as good as the building materials used for security by people who enjoy life among high-rise buildings.
Anyway, it couldn't fall into the hands of normal people, so Su Fan waved his hand to call up the strong wind and destroy it.
After an item with a sacred aura is destroyed, Yin Qi immediately emerges.
Where ordinary people can't see, there are a few dim and short figures.
Apparently a ghost with a grudge.
But Su Fan didn't take action.
Because these brats just glanced at Michaelson's body on the ground, bowed to Su Fan, and then disappeared in front of Su Fan.
And Mikaelson's soul rose from his body, and then suddenly fell below as if being torn apart by something.
[It turns out that this is how the souls of the dead enter hell...]
What Su Fan has encountered so far is that he either harbors strong resentment and seeks refuge with the devil and becomes an evil spirit, or he is directly killed and destroyed by Su Fan, including his body and soul.
This is the first time I have seen heaven and hell assigned according to the normal process.
When they met for the first time, Su Fan saw the resentment lingering on Michaelson.
At that time, there was still a sacred aura that could be suppressed, and the number of lives on his hands could be imagined.
The ghosts of the children just now were probably ready for revenge, but Hell moved too quickly, making it impossible for them to take action.
However, after seeing their enemies get their due end, they finally got their wish and dissipated on their own.
Su Fan, on the other hand, originally wanted to leave directly, but after seeing the appearance of those ghosts, he changed his mind.
He gently patted the tarot cards in his pocket and spoke to urge.
"Are you dead? Come out to work if you are not dead..."
After a while, the female astrologer ghost appeared on the scene again.
Although the latter appears to be damaged, it is in better condition and its foundation has not been affected.
"Go and play with this..."
Su Fan pointed to the laptop placed on the table not far away, with a smile on his face.
How can you cause trouble for others, but you can ignore it and ignore it?
After doing all this, Su Fan disappeared with the astrologer ghost.
……
When Su Fan returned to the antique store, the first thing he saw was Alice leaning on the door frame.
The latter seems to have been waiting here for a long time.
"It looks like it's finished. There is a smell of blood on your body that doesn't belong to you, but... it's very faint. You can't smell it unless you smell it carefully."
"The vampire's nose almost didn't notice it, and there was no risk of being discovered."
"As long as you are careful not to leave traces or too many witnesses, it will be perfect."
Seeing familiar employees, Su Fan also showed his first sincere smile today.
"What are you doing here guarding me? Didn't I let you in?"
"No way, I still can't accept the thing inside."
She pointed to the inside of the counter and saw a figure dressed the same as Su Fan. He was holding a book and seemed to be reading.
But if you look carefully, you can find that the time between each time the figure turns to the book is very different.
It's as regular as a machine.
If someone comes closer to check, they will find that the face of the person turning the book is exactly the same as Su Fan.
The only difference is that there is no charm in the other person's expression, as if he has lost his spirituality.
"I just checked online and found that in Chinese funeral culture, paper figures are quite weird and evil things..."
Alice thought of the mysterious spell Su Fan showed before leaving the antique store, touched the non-existent goosebumps on her arms, and a look of fear appeared on her face.
It was obvious that Su Fan was a bit scared by the methods he showed.
"Su, are you some evil cultivator?"
"I've thought too much. Look, are there still such a pure Taoist monk as me?"
If he were an evil cultivator, let alone Michaelson, everyone on the upper floors of the building would have to join him in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Su Fan scoffed at Alice's question, and then began to explain.
"The paper dolls you are talking about are the kind of paper dolls made with paint, which is not the same concept."
"The evil nature of the funeral paper man is nothing more than appearing in places with strong Yin energy. Since he is in human form, he can easily be possessed by unclean things."
"I..."
Su Fan wanted to say clean, but suddenly paused and changed his words.
"I'm in charge here, and the transformation of the paper figures is done by my own hands. What are you afraid of?"
"Maybe it's the uncanny valley effect."
"..."
Vampires also create the uncanny valley effect. Aren't you a typical example?
While Su Fan was cursing, he stretched out his hand to form a seal and dispersed the magical power on the paper man.
The figure originally sitting at the counter also "popped" and turned into a palm-sized human-shaped piece of paper, slowly falling down.
Before leaving the store, Su Fan made this special paper man and used the spray technique to give it short-term mobility.
The paper man was flipping through the books in the store, and most people wouldn't notice anything unusual.
Pedestrians coming and going, as well as customers who come to buy and sell antiques, are witnesses who provide alibi.
Su Fan stepped forward and put away the paper man, and began to think in his mind.
[This time when using the magical power of spraying, you can clearly feel that the consumption of spiritual power and the difficulty of manipulation are much higher than before. 】
[Maintaining the original appearance of the object and making it move is really different from making it move after changing it. 】
[And the difficulty of manipulation between transforming into a human form and transforming into other creatures is not the same. 】
[This is probably because humans are the soul of all things. 】
If flowers, plants, trees, birds and animals want to attain enlightenment, an essential step is to shed their original form.
Even if you are not a practitioner, you can know this in many fairy tales.
But Su Fan didn't expect that there was an insurmountable gap in physical changes between humans and other creatures.
(End of chapter)