Chapter 115
Yu Gengshi sat up from the bed with a jerk. He had so many questions he wanted to ask, but his tongue got tied and he could only manage a "Ah!!"
"What the hell! Lou Sheng was captured by the ghost! I, I have to think of a way." As he spoke, Yu Gengshi heard the crackling sound of glass falling to the ground and someone falling on the other end of the phone. Thinking of Ying Zhisheng's madness, committing suicide and ghost marriage, and now it is still on the hot search, he hurriedly said: "Don't think of committing suicide to find Lou Sheng. I tell you, it's a waste of effort. If you die, no one will take care of Lou Sheng. You can protect him if you are alive."
An urgent, hoarse, and tearful voice came from the other side:
"I beg you to save him, I really beg you... Lou Sheng can't get hurt. He's already suffering a lot. He jumped off the building at such a young age... Please, save him..."
The pleading on the left and the crying on the right made Yu Gengshi feel uncomfortable and the tension in his heart became even tighter.
"I'll help you think of a way. Don't worry. Going to the underworld is not that easy. There must be a process." He got out of the bed directly and walked back and forth in the room without even wearing shoes.
"Oh, what should I do? This has never happened before! I don't have the guts to go to the underworld to snatch someone away... But don't worry, Ying Zhisheng, Lou Sheng will be fine!"
Yu Gengshi jumped in anxiety. The young couple that his grandmother had finally arranged to be together were forced to separate before they could even enjoy a few days of peace.
Especially Lou Sheng, his grandma is quite fond of this boy.
Grandma.
Yu Gengshi suddenly had an idea: "I'll go find my grandma later and see if she can save Lou Sheng. Even though my grandma turned into a ghost after her death, it's more convenient for her to save people!"
Time was ticking away, and his nerves were tense, like ants crawling and gnawing in his veins. Across from him, Ying Zhisheng didn't want to hear his nonsense, and his anxiety was unconsciously banging his head against the wall. He murmured, "Hurry up! I can give you one million or ten million. Don't let Lou Sheng get hurt... Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay, just leave it to me." Yu Gengshi could understand this feeling. If his partner was taken away, he would be so anxious that he would have a rabies attack on the spot.
Ying Zhisheng on the other end of the phone suddenly called out softly, "Auntie."
"ah?"
Ying Zhisheng explained: "Lou Sheng's mother just came."
"Please hurry up."
After Yu Gengshi hung up the phone, he immediately started to communicate with his grandmother underground to send messages. He put his cell phone on the bedside table.
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"No one has ever dared to attack the ghost! Doesn't he want to live?" As a fellow ghost, Niu Tou was filled with righteous indignation. Later, he added, "Ah, I forgot he was already dead. How dare this ghost be so arrogant!"
The ghost officer swinging the chains said slowly, "I told you not to force a confession. We all know he didn't kill intentionally. Don't try to steal for performance and end up losing more than you gain. If it gets out of hand and the higher-ups find out, it won't be good."
The chain-swinging ghost was no longer irritable, because Lou Sheng was his last job. Now the horse-faced ghost was taking over his job.
"Lou Sheng is unruly now. Let's see how stubborn he is when he goes to hell. Just frying him in oil will scare him to death, hahaha."
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The ghost who was swinging the chains said nothing and turned to look for Lou Sheng who was imprisoned.
The whole hell was gloomy and dark, except for the ghost named Lou Sheng, whose peach blossom eyes were moving and his cheeks were slightly flushed. If you didn't know, you would have thought he was a drunk living person who came to the wrong place.
Lou Sheng squatted in the corner, his head lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly. Handcuffs were put on his wrists, restraining him.
The ghost officer put away the chains, patted his sleeves and said lightly, "Let's go to the Hades Palace and confess your crimes."
"Oh my, my, you have two crimes. You killed your own uncle, and you committed suicide. These are both very serious crimes in our underground. You should be trapped in the place where you committed suicide and repeat this act over and over again. I didn't expect that you were hidden away."
Lou Sheng finally looked up and asked hoarsely, "Will hiding me have any impact on that person?"
"Of course! But his sins won't be counted until he dies. Don't worry, you might even see him in hell."
Lou Sheng lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
The ghost messenger was in a very good mood. After sending Lou Sheng away, he could rest for a whole year. He kept whining and asking questions along the way.
"What's going on between you and that living person?"
"What method did he use to make you like this?"
"Hey! You still have red string tied around your wrist, and it's tied pretty deep. Who tied it for you? I can't cut it off."
Lou Sheng walked and glanced at the location of the red line on his wrist that the ghost mentioned, but remained silent.
The ghost comforted him: "Don't worry, that man will come down to accompany you in a few months. He won't live long."
Lou Sheng paused and asked, "Will there be any punishment after Ying Zhisheng comes down?"
"Of course! He dared to hide a ghost as sinful as you! When he dies and comes down, I'll chop off his hands and feet and turn him into a human stick!"
Lou Sheng pursed his lips and clenched his hands unconsciously.
"Okay, okay, I won't chat with you anymore. Now, we're here."
Lou Sheng looked in the direction the ghost pointed and saw an immense, majestic palace. It was dark and solemn, with black bricks and golden tiles. Even if he looked up, he couldn't see the top. In front of this palace, humans were like a drop in the ocean or a grain of sand in the Ganges. This was the Hall of Yama, where the gods who would soon decide his fate were held.
He saw ancient and intricate murals depicting various souls suffering different kinds of punishment, their expressions all in agony, unable to live or die. The Black and White Impermanence had been waiting for a long time, and when they looked inside, they vaguely sensed a figure sitting in the hall, but they couldn't make out its face. Perhaps ordinary people were forbidden from seeing the true form of a god.
"Who is coming——"
"It's Lou Sheng from Jiangcheng's Nanyi District." The ghost officer looked down at Lou Sheng and began to report his crimes in a resolute voice. "According to the rules, he should be tortured in Hell for eternity."
"Can."
Lou Sheng closed his eyes and gave a tired, self-deprecating smile. He had been terrified all along the way, but when the dust settled, he suddenly thought of Ying Zhisheng again.
I feel a little regretful. The words "we are not destined to be together" were too harsh, and it actually became a reality.
Big star, big star, you are still suitable to stand on the podium.
Ask yourself, is Lou Sheng afraid? Of course he is. He is so scared that his hands and feet are weak and he can't stand up. The ghost wanted to help him but he waved his hand and refused, climbing up on his own.
"I'll take the blame for Ying Zhisheng's crime. One more person won't make much difference. Besides, he was the one who hid me back then... I was the one who threatened him."
The ghost was stunned for a moment, and a voice came from above again:
"Can."
Yes? What yes? No!
"No! No! No! No!!!" It was a woman's mad scream, and it was Gao Xinhua who rushed in regardless of any obstruction.
Arriving before the terrifying abyss was my mother.
Gao Xinhua's hair was disheveled, like a madman. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was about to charge forward when someone stopped her. She pushed, and was dragged away. She scraped her nails into the ground as she crawled inside, her unsteady movements like those of an animal without reason, and she kept shouting, "No, no! My child... No!"
Lou Sheng immediately went over and pushed the people aside to help Gao Xinhua up. He felt bitter in his heart and choked up with sobs: "Mom, don't come. I... I will die sooner or later. If I have the chance in my next life, I will definitely repay you well..."
"No—" Gao Xinhua interrupted sharply, then clasped Lou Sheng's hand tightly, digging his fingernails into it. He murmured, "No, Lou Sheng, my child, you can't go to hell."
Her tears welled up and she wiped them away, mixed with lipstick stains on the side of her face. She was more out of control than ever before, feeling more vulnerable and helpless than when facing death.
"My child... you've never done anything bad. You're always helping others and donating money. When you were a kid, you nearly drowned trying to retrieve a kitten from the river. You even went to donate blood with your classmates without telling me... You've done so many good things, why don't they count it for you?!"
"Go to hell... They're going to fry you in a frying pan!!!" Gao Xinhua screamed and shook his head, "Ahhhh!! No! When you were a kid, your mother would feel bad for me when you got hurt. No, I'd rather it was me--"
"God, please let me do it, let me, as his mother, take his place. I, Gao Xinhua, have never bent my spine in my life. I beg you not to touch Lou Sheng. This child is spoiled and has never suffered..." Gao Xinhua put her hands together and begged. Her lips were cracked from yelling and her tears fell down her chin drop by drop.
"Let me come! Let me come, let me come!" She started to throw a tantrum. Gao Xinhua, who was successful in his career and ruthless in the world, was actually throwing a tantrum.
Lou Sheng turned around and hugged her tightly, tears falling down his face, and he called out tremblingly, "Mom."
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