Chapter 301 Ghost Candle

When he found his grandson's body, it had been left in the cave by the villagers for a day and a night.

There were jackals and wild boars in the village. When Wu Jijun saw his grandson, his hand had been bitten to pieces by some unknown animal.

The little grandson used to be naughty and love to laugh.

But that day, he saw his grandson's body turned into pieces.

From that day on, Wu Jijun went crazy.

[Alas, we are all poor people! ]

【Wu Gou must have felt very guilty at the time. He thought it was the woman in the red sweater who killed his grandson, so from that day on, he would kill anyone he saw wearing a red sweater.】

[He is so hateful, but also so pitiful. ]

[He is not a poor guy. Wake up! It is his grandson who is the poor one! ]

[That's right, he has the ability to kill all the human traffickers in the world, but he only attacks innocent ordinary girls. He is really a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. ]

[Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its perpetrator. Even if his grandson was chopped into pieces and fed to dogs, that is not a reason for him to attack an innocent girl! ]

[He is so pitiful. He felt that he had killed his grandson, but he didn't commit suicide. Instead, he killed so many innocent girls. When he died, there were so many people accompanying him. He was so miserable! ]

"Your grandson is dead, so you want to kill my daughter?"

"You are simply a beast!"

Mother Zheng's eyes were red, and she took Huo Ning's brick in her hand and cut Wu Jijun into pieces.

Wu Jijun stared at her intently, "The women in red are the murderers of my grandson. You deserve to die forever!"

When Huo Ning heard this, she looked at him dimly.

"Your grandson is so pitiful, having a grandfather like you."

She has always enjoyed killing people and this time is no exception.

"Originally, your grandson still had a chance to reincarnate. He could have been reborn into your daughter-in-law's belly and become your grandson again. But because of you, he has forever lost the qualification to reincarnate."

"Wu Jijun, do you know that your sons will not have any descendants? Even if they do, they will not live to be eighteen years old."

No matter whether they are men or women, they will not live to be eighteen years old.

Wu Jijun couldn't stand this stimulation and went crazy.

He rushed towards Huo Ning frantically, but was slapped to the ground by her.

"You're lying, this is impossible!"

"impossible!"

"I have already been punished by being thrown into the Eighteen Books of Hell after my death. How could my grandson——"

"How will it affect my grandson..."

[I also think so. How could it possibly affect his grandson? ]

[Did the anchor say these things on purpose to anger him? ]

[I feel there is no need for the anchor to lie about this matter. ]

Huo Ning shook her head and looked at Wu Jijun expressionlessly.

"You think I'm lying to you? But why would I need to lie to you?"

"You used to be a teacher, how could you not know the law of karma? You killed so many people because of your grandson's death, why do you think he won't bear the consequences of karma?"

"What a pity! He was just one step away from reincarnation, but because of you, he not only lost the chance to be reincarnated as a human, but also was taken away to be punished for the evil you committed, and he couldn't hold on any longer."

That doesn't sound fair.

It was obvious that the little boy was abducted and tortured to death.

Not even a corpse was left after death.

He is obviously already very pitiful.

He died such a tragic death, but he was deprived of even the chance to be reincarnated.

But the underworld has its own rules and regulations and guidelines.

Among all the people in the world, who is not a pitiful person?

But in this world, there are many people who, no matter how pitiful they are, will not point their guns at the innocent weak.

Taking out his anger on innocent people is a manifestation of his cowardice and incompetence.

【Oh my, what a poor child! 】

[I only feel pity for the child, not for him.]

[If he really killed all the human traffickers in the world, I would definitely respect him as a hero. How could he attack a powerless female student like Zheng Qian? ]

[Can you torture him a little more harshly? I'm not satisfied with just this! ]

Wu Jijun looked at Zheng Qian's family fiercely, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second and third time!"

"You are the murderers who killed my grandson. I will not let you go!"

Wu Jijun's eyes were vicious, like a poisonous snake in the gutter.

He didn't believe Huo Ning's words at all and just felt that his grandson had been reincarnated.

Huo Ning was too lazy to talk to him.

She took out a lot of things from her space ring and turned Wu Ji's army into ghost candles.

She pinched a trick, the flame quickly lit up, and candle tears dripped down drop by drop.

Huo Ning placed it on Zheng Qian's bedside table.

"From today on, he will endure the pain of being burned by the underground fire every day until his soul is gone."

"When this candle goes out, his soul will be gone."

[But will such a shameless person like him really be tortured to the point of mental breakdown and disappear into ashes? ]

[Will he not become more and more resentful and run out of the candle? ]

[You have to believe in Huo Laoliu. If anything could get out of something she made, then she wouldn't have to mess around.]

[Let’s not talk about anything else, don’t you know how bad Huo Laoliu is? ]

Huo Ning shrugged, blinked, and raised an eyebrow at the fiercely burning ghost candle.

"You probably don't care about the torture of being burned in the ground."

After all, even if he went to hell to be tortured, Wu Jijun didn't think he was wrong.

"But next, you have to prepare yourself."

Wu Jijun didn't take Huo Ning's words seriously.

Because there is nothing in this world that can make him feel pain.

But the next second, sleepiness overwhelmed him and Wu Jijun couldn't control himself and closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, Wu Jijun found himself in a busy street with cars coming and going.

The place was bustling with people and the cries of hawkers could be heard everywhere.

Wu Jijun looked dazed, and felt that the scene looked extremely familiar.

"Grandpa! Balloon!"

The grandson with a chubby face grinned, broke free from his hand and ran forward.

Wu Jijun's heart shuddered. He's back!

Back to the time when Sun Zi got into trouble!

With tears welling up in his eyes, Wu Jijun ran forward regardless and tried to grab Sun Tzu's hand.

Want to prevent tragedy from happening again.

But a black van suddenly blocked his way without any warning.

This time, there was no woman in a red sweater.

Wu Jijun frantically shouted that someone was trafficking and asked him to help save his grandson.

But the people around him seemed unable to hear his shouts.

He looked at his grandson with disdainful eyes, and he disappeared before his eyes once again.

The scene changed again, and he saw his grandson being sold to a small mountain village.

The little grandson cried and shouted to go home, but the family who bought him locked him in a dark pigsty.