Chapter 8: Beat the Bad-mouthed Ghost
The wretched man was overjoyed, and hurried to the tree and knelt down before her again, saying with a sad face:
“Master, I just want to ask when I can report to the underworld. I’m a lonely ghost wandering in the world of the living every day, and no one offers sacrifices to me. I can only steal offerings to eat, and other old ghosts bully me. Woo woo woo woo, I’m so miserable…”
"The eight characters are reported here."
The wretched man quickly reported the truth.
Jiang Ci calculated for a moment and said, "Your life span is 72 years. You just turned 23 before you died. Your life span is not over yet. When your life span is over, you can go down."
The wretched man was shocked: "Then I have to wander in the world of the living for another 49 years! Ahhhh why is my life so miserable!"
Jiang Ci: "You died suddenly and unexpectedly."
The wretched man: "Yes, yes, it was a sudden death. When he fell, he hit the keyboard and broke my mouth."
That's why he has a mouth full of bloody teeth.
Jiang Ci looked sharp and sneered, "What did you do yourself without knowing the answer?"
"I...what did I do?"
"Your verbal sins are extremely serious."
"Spoken karma..." The wretched man suddenly thought of something and shuddered. "When I was alive, I loved to curse people online, but I just typed a few words to vent my anger. I didn't really hurt anyone. How can this bring retribution on me?"
Jiang Ci glanced at him and said, "Among the three karmas of body, speech and mind, the karma of speech is the most serious sin."
"Isn't there a saying in the world of the living that a kind word warms you through three winter months, while an evil word hurts you through six months of summer?"
"Speaking evil words to hurt others will bring disaster and misfortune. Those who commit verbal sins will have bad fate and will lose their own blessings."
"Do you think you can let yourself go as you please by wearing numerous aliases and insulting others wantonly on the Internet without anyone knowing? Even if you do something wrong in secret, the gods will see through you like lightning. Everything you have done and every word you have said is recorded in your personal book of merits and demerits. When you go to hell, everything will be laid out and settled for you."
"You are addicted to talking nonsense, and you have committed the retribution in this life. Your life span has been shortened, so you died suddenly on the keyboard."
The wretched man was stunned.
"I thought it was just a few words, nothing serious..."
"You think you only need to type a few words on the keyboard, but the people you have cyberbullied are bearing your dirty words, suffering from inner torment every minute and every second, and living a difficult life. Don't you think you are guilty?"
"You deserved your sudden death. In my opinion, it was too easy for you to die."
Jiang Ci narrowed his eyes, "How dare you come to me."
She jumped down from the tree, grabbed the wretched man's hair, and dragged him to find Xiaobai.
The wretched man screamed miserably in pain.
After struggling hard for several times without success, he was afraid to see Bai Wuchang, and his true colors were immediately revealed.
"Let me go, you ugly bastard! I don't believe it. What a bullshit sin of speech! There are so many keyboard warriors, why did I die suddenly? It's all your nonsense. Don't think you can scare me--"
"I don't need your care anymore, let me go!"
The more the obscene man shouted, the harder Jiang Ci pulled him.
He grimaced in pain and tears streamed down his face.
It felt like my scalp was being torn off by her.
Even though he had turned into a ghost, he could still have his hair pulled by a living person, and it hurt so much!
"Ugly girl, I'm going to bite you to death!"
The wretched man was furious, and resentment was forced out of his soul, like black smoke that became increasingly thicker.
He opened his bloody mouth and bit Jiang Ci's hand.
Bang!
Jiang Ci showed no mercy to him and slapped him hard.
The wretched man flew several meters away.
His head was buzzing and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He found that his head had been turned 180 degrees by her!
Before he could get up, Jiang Ci kicked him in the face again without any hesitation.
"Bitch, if you have the guts, let me go and fight me face to face!"
The wretched man was so angry that his face was deformed by her stepping on him.
Jiang Ci looked into the distance and saw a white figure holding Xinhun and trying to take him away. He then slowly and crisply snapped his fingers.
When Bai Wuchang heard the familiar voice, he immediately used a mourning stick to drive away several new ghosts.
When the wretched man saw Master Qi, his arrogance disappeared and he hurriedly complained.
"Master Bai Qi! Master Qi! This ugly guy is beating up the Yin people. Please, Master Qi, save me!"
He looked at Bai Wuchang with expectation.
As the ghost messenger of the underworld, Qi Ye will definitely seek justice for him!
No matter how powerful that bitch is, can she be more powerful than Master Qi?
Seeing that the Seventh Master has not only captured her soul, but also let her have a taste of death!
Under the expectant gaze of the wretched man, Bai Wuchang actually ignored him and walked straight to Jiang Ci, nodded slightly to her, bowed respectfully and said, "My lord."
When the wretched man heard him call out the word "sir", his face instantly turned extremely ugly.
He thought that this ugly guy and Mr. Bai Qi were just acquaintances.
She never expected that the dignified ghost messenger Bai Qiye would actually address her as "Sir"?
How could she deserve to be called "sir"?
She is a villain!
"Take him down." Jiang Ci kicked the wretched man.
Bai Wuchang smiled slightly: "Okay, sir."
"Seventh Master, you can't protect a living person and make him obey her orders! I am a Yin citizen, you have to protect me!" The wretched man had a bad premonition.
Bai Wuchang snorted coldly: "Only those who abide by the law are the Yin people. You? You look so violent, you don't look like a good person."
Jiang Ci: "He has not yet reached the end of his life, so there is no need to take him to the underworld."
Bai Wuchang was stunned: "Ah, not going to the underworld for trial? Then just throw him into hell?"
Jiang Ci raised his pale lips and said, "Doesn't he like barking like a dog? Just tie him to the gate of hell. When the souls that enter the gate are good or bad, you can slap him in the face. When his life span is over, send him to the hell of tongue pulling."
It just so happens that there is a dog at the gate of hell.
The barker is just right.
Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "There are at least tens of thousands of souls entering the gates of hell every day."
When the wretched man heard this, there was only fear on his face and he was shaking all over. The resentment that came out of him was immediately dissipated by fear.
"My lord... My lord, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please don't punish me like this, okay? I won't go back to the underworld... I, I would rather be a lonely ghost in the world of the living forever..."
Bai Wuchang did not give him a chance to escape and hit him with a mourning stick.
He was like a puppet, unable to struggle, and could only watch himself clumsily return to the team, be taken away by the Seventh Master, and be tied to the gates of hell, where he was slapped in the face at least ten thousand times a day.
Jiang Ci had no sympathy for such people at all.
They are perpetrators hiding in the dark. What they like to do most is to stand at the top of morality, claim to be righteous, and wantonly hurt others with irresponsible verbal violence.
Little do we know that God is watching what we do.
Every word used to cyberbully others will become a boomerang that backfires on them in the future.
As the sky gradually brightened, old men and women came to the park one after another to exercise.
Jiang Ci didn't want to sleep in such an embarrassing manner in public, so he just walked back to Jiang's house.
It was already past nine in the morning when I got home.
The servants had already cleaned up the broken glass and bloodstains on the floor.
Seeing Jiang Ci coming back with a hideous scar on her face, everyone lowered their heads at the same time, not daring to look her in the eye.
Are you kidding me? She is a lunatic!
A madman who will pop your eyeballs if he disagrees with you.
There was only one exception.
The live-in nanny, Mrs. Zhang, rushed up angrily and slapped Jiang Ci in the face.
"Where have you been, you little bitch? Are you trying to kill me?"
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