Lu Lujue screamed in terror throughout her dream, then suddenly opened her eyes and screamed, "Don't tear my face off!"

Jue screamed in terror throughout her dream, then suddenly opened her eyes and screamed, "Don't tear my face off!"

Lu Jue remained unconscious with his eyes closed. A bucket of water had just been poured over his face, but it hadn't completely washed away the dirt.

He suddenly let out that scream.

This startled Bai Qingqing and the others.

Bai Qingqing looked at Lu Jue, whose face was still dirty and unclear, and ordered Zhu Shitou, "Keep rinsing, and pour that bucket of water over his face as well."

Lu Jue's eyes were full of water and grime, and he couldn't see anything even when he opened them.

With his hands tied and unable to move, Lu Jue kept blinking.

Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar female voice, and Lu Jue felt as if he could still hear a man's lewd laughter ringing in his ears.

Just as Lu Jue was wondering if the man she had hit and killed had taken her to the underworld, to the King of Hell's palace.

At this moment, Zhu Shitou picked up a bucket of water and splashed it on Lu Jue's face, and Lu Jue felt as if knives were falling from the sky again.

At the same time, I smelled a strong stench of blood.

Lu Jue wondered to himself if this was a ghost from the underworld tearing off its own face with a knife.

The man I just ran over said that the King of Hell said that since I damaged his face, I should tear it off and return it to him.

The thought of his faceless state filled Lu Jue with increasing fear, engulfing him in boundless terror. He kept muttering to himself, "Don't tear off my face..."

"Please don't tear my face off, please don't tear my face off..."

Zhu Shitou ignored Lu Jue's mutterings and focused intently on carrying the bucket of water to wash the dirt off Lu Jue's face.

Meanwhile, Zhu Shitou would occasionally and deliberately spray water onto the broken skin on Lu Jue's face, watching Lu Jue's face contort in pain from the cold water.

Zhu Shitou maintained a serious expression, but inwardly he was secretly chuckling with satisfaction, thinking, "If you can't handle that damned woman Bai Qingqing, your old man can still handle her..."

Bai Qingqing and the villagers ignored Lu Jue's mutterings and stared at his face, which was becoming increasingly clear as Zhu Shitou washed it with water.

As the dirt on Lu Jue's face gradually disappeared, Bai Qingqing and Ye Qiuxuan found him increasingly familiar...

In the crowd, Lu Jue's grandfather watched as Lu Jue's face contorted in pain, his whole body trembling and incoherently talking nonsense.

Tears streamed uncontrollably from Grandpa Lu Jue's cloudy eyes.

I deeply regret not having firmly intervened in his parents' education of him over the years. I always held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that he was such a bright and intelligent child.

What mistakes could someone who's just messing around possibly make?

Who would have thought that he would be so audacious as to deliberately murder someone while driving!

Lu Jue's grandfather felt that it was all his fault that Lu Jue had ended up like this.

Grandpa Lu Jue felt more and more regretful, and the more he regretted it, the more tears he shed, until he was completely sobbing.

The village chief, who was standing next to Lu Jue's grandfather, turned his head unintentionally and was shocked to see that Lu Jue's grandfather was actually crying.

The village chief hurriedly patted Grandpa Lu Jue on the shoulder and asked loudly with concern, "Old man, old man, why are you crying?"

What's wrong with you?

"Is it still a little painful?"

"Never mind, I'll call Dr. Bai to come and take a look at you!"