Chapter 112
Who deserves hell, and who deserves heaven? Is there a single standard for good and evil, sin and reward? Ying Zhisheng doesn't think Lou Sheng deserves hell. His boy is innocent and sinless, and it was those who pushed him into despair. A person's life is multifaceted and complex; how can it be distinguished by simple black and white?
He saw the ghost messenger's sickle dripping with blood, and the swinging chains still clung to his hair and flesh. In extreme fear, Ying Zhisheng's pupils were squinting, his eyes vacant and lifeless, as if he were dead. He held Lou Sheng's hand tightly, wanting to hide him so no one could find him and take him away.
what to do……
what to do……
"There's a devil among you who deserves to go to hell! Who is it? Stand up!"
Lou Sheng lowered his head, held Ying Zhisheng's hand, and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Who is it——" With a roar, the earth shook. The ghost swung the complicated and heavy chains in frustration. His huge hands lifted Patton up like a chick, and the words he said went straight to the depths of his soul.
"Tell me, who dared to deceive his superiors and subordinates to avoid the judgment of Hades and the punishment of the eighteen levels of hell?"
Ying Zhisheng leaned sideways to block Lou Sheng. His heartbeat was so violent that the blue veins on his neck and the meridians in his wrists were throbbing and twitching.
Patton was picked up, his hands and feet flailing uncontrollably.
"Speak!" The ghost roared, and thousands of ghost spirits rushed towards him, forcing Patton to close his eyes tightly.
After all, he was just a little boy of seven or eight years old, and tears welled up in Patton's eyes.
"Po m…/dam#hae-mai…"
"What did you say?"
“…”
"It turns out he's a fool who can't even speak properly."
Patton burst into tears, tears and snot bubbling out. The ghost threw it away casually like garbage, and it hit the wall, making Patton curl up in pain.
He completely lost his patience, as he still had a lot of work to do. The giant in front of him said directly, "Except for the living person who is about to die, line up and come before me. I want to see your afterlife and your life."
Zhou Qing, Bai Yi, and the others looked at each other, their hands and feet uncontrollably tense. Lou Sheng glanced at the dying man and realized that Ying Zhisheng's face was pale, and even his lips were bloodless.
what to do.
They don't have the ability to hide the truth.
A long line formed up, and I could only secretly thank God that there were enough ghosts joining the party to delay it a little longer.
Lou Sheng lowered his head, his expression unclear. With his hands tucked into his hoodie pockets, he blended silently into the line. He paused slightly and chose to stand in the middle of the line.
Ying Zhisheng had been looking at him, and then he raised his eyelids and stared at the huge monster with a fierce look in his eyes.
They lined up and checked each one, but the ghost suddenly said, "Turn around and start from the last one to save time."
Lou Sheng clenched his hands, lowered his head, turned around and followed the ghost that was originally lined up behind him.
"My lord, my lord, we are innocent."
"We had no idea a ghost was on the loose and hiding here."
"Sir Ghost Messenger, I will be reincarnated as a human in one hundred and seven years. A tall, thin man in white clothes handled the formalities for me. You must believe me, I cannot be a ghost from hell."
"What crime must a ghost have committed to be sent to the eighteen levels of hell?"
"Maybe it's Old Man Ding. He's usually the most lustful."
"Impossible! Old Man Ding registered with me, not him."
"Could it be Aunt Hong... She has seven or eight handsome guys serving her. Who knows how she got them?"
"Her son burned it for her. What nonsense!"
"I think it looks like Lou Sheng." said a ghost.
Lou Sheng's pupils shrank, but he lowered his head so no one could see.
"Why?"
"I just can't stand his handsomeness. He's surrounded by so many female ghosts every day, and there's even a ghost named Ying Zhisheng who's willing to marry him to death. Just look at his face. Who knows what a playboy he must have been when he was alive."
"Impossible! Lou Shengren is such a nice guy, how could he be the kind of ghost that goes to hell?"
"Yeah, yeah, Lou Sheng also helped Zhou Qing, Bai Yi, Li Ping and the others. If it were you, would you help others take the blame?"
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To be honest, Lou Sheng felt his legs weaken. He didn't dare look up, afraid his anxiety would be revealed, and he couldn't face Ying Zhisheng's painful and desperate eyes.
In fact, all this time was stolen. Sooner or later, he would have to face it. After all, he killed his own uncle with his own hands, so he should be judged and punished.
But what should we do if we want to survive?
Lou Sheng pursed his lips and lowered his head again. No one in this world is inseparable from anyone else. Sooner or later, one must learn to accept reality and let go, right?
Lou Sheng felt that he shouldn't dwell on the good old days, which only added to his pain and reluctance. He should be mentally prepared to face punishment and go to hell.
He killed his own uncle, he deserves to go to hell.
His uncle killed his mother and is also in hell.
That man should be afraid of his arrival, because Lou Sheng will not let him have an easy time.
"Mr. Ghost Messenger!" A crisp voice broke the oppressive atmosphere. It was Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing showed a flattering smile and rubbed his hands: "Oh! My Lord, I will tell you the truth. In fact, the one who should go to hell is him!"
She pointed at Sun Qing in the center of the crowd.
Sun Qing's eyes widened: "What, it's me?!"
"Yes! That's right! It's you! Sir, please take him away."
"Zhou Qing, you are so cruel to me! I follow you around calling you wife all day long, but when something happens you are eager to harm me!" Sun Qing showed his true face directly. He was pretending to be stupid. He just wanted to act pitiful to win back Zhou Qing's heart.
Zhou Qing said confidently: "Sir Ghost Messenger is him! Sun Qing, just admit it! Think about what you did before! I even gave birth to a child for you!"
This woman.
This woman actually used his guilt to threaten him. What else did she want to do? Did she really want him to die?
The ghost officer shook the chain and asked, "Is it you?"
Sun Qing shook his head and denied it: "It's not me! You can verify it!"
Just as the ghost reached out to check Sun Qing's memory to verify his identity, Zhou Qing gritted his teeth, knelt down, and said with a forced smile, "I'm sorry, sir, but the hidden ghost... is actually me."
Sun Qing thought she was crazy: "How could it be you! You haven't done anything bad!"
Zhou Qing clasped his hands together and looked at Sun Qing pleadingly, "It's me, I'm the one who should go to hell... Ahhhhh——"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost caught him and hit him with an iron chain, beating him half to death and making him look like he was dying.
During the farce, Bai Yi rushed forward and said, "It's me! I'm the ghost hiding! You can verify it, it's me who deserves to go to hell..."
"It's me!" The taciturn Li Ping said his first words of the night, "The ghost you are looking for is me. I have killed people, and I deserve to go to hell—"
The ghost was so angry that he lost his mind, and the chains were swinging wildly, and the whole house was in chaos. At this time, Aunt Hong quietly pulled Lou Sheng to the group of ghosts they had already verified.
Only Sun Qing caught a glimpse of it. In a flash, he understood everything and shouted, "Sir! The ghost who deserves to go to hell is him!"
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