Cheng Qianxun did not blame him: "If you jump from such a high place, please give me some time to collect myself.
I still have a heart."
Three corpses were lying on the ground within ten meters.
The mother holding her child was still holding her child tightly when she died.
If he fell from such a height, his brains would be smeared on the ground and his flesh and blood would be scattered everywhere.
After the bones were broken, some of them would pierce his internal organs and pierce his skin, leaving them exposed.
The three souls slowly floated up from the body, and the mother still held the child's soul tightly.
Lemuel stretched out his hand to her, intending to hand over the child's soul to her.
But she still held her tightly and didn't let go.
At this time, Remiel's appearance was too eye-catching, with a skull, a scythe, a black robe, nearly three meters tall, and three pairs of huge black wings behind his back.
The messenger from the underworld also jumped down and said to her: "Hand over the child, and he can go to heaven, or he can go to hell with you."
But the mother still hugged her tightly.
The messenger from the underworld smiled and said to Lemuel, "Sir, I'm not polite anymore."
Children are pure, while adults have been tainted by the world, but children are dependent on their mothers.
If they refuse to let go, they will have no choice but to go to the underworld together. . .
The reaction speed of the undead will be slower than that of the living.
Could it be that this woman has not yet accepted the reality that she is dead?
Give her a hand. . .
So Cheng Qianxun walked forward, walked up to the mother, smiled, patted the child's hands and spread them out, intending to hug them.
When the child saw her, he smiled shyly and buried his face on his mother's shoulder.
He is too young to understand what death is.
The mother finally had a look of reluctance and sadness on her face.
Handed the child to her.
The messenger from the underworld was not in a hurry and just watched. . .
What else are you looking at?
Do you think this woman will change her mind?
She turned her head.
He glared hard.
The messenger from the underworld reluctantly stretched out his hand.
With a wave of his hand, except for the child, the other two undead souls disappeared.
Then he faced her and Lemuel, put one hand on his chest, bowed with a philistine smile on his face, and disappeared.
The messenger completed his mission and returned to resume his duties.
And the child doesn't know what's happening yet.
His head moved back and forth, his eyes looking for his mother.
She returned to Lemuel with her child in her arms, and raised her head to look at Lemuel.
He looked at the child in his arms again, and saw that the child's ghost had been brought.
She didn't say anything.
She only promised not to speak, but she didn't promise not to do anything.
A light shines down from the sky.
Direct exposure to children.
She let go of her hand, and the child quickly flew upwards with the light and disappeared into the sky.
The child will go to heaven, and there will be many undead children like children around him who will play with him.
There will be a playground there, waiting for the next rebirth.
And he is so young that he will soon forget everything. . .
She looked at the gray-blue sky, which looked normal and slightly hazy.
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A big hand held her shoulder.
It was Lemuel, who spoke in his short voice under the skull mask: "Let's go.
And."
This time, he finally took her away without pinching his wings.
Soaring into the sky, you can see three rays of light shooting out from the sky, and there will be one or several undead in the beam rising rapidly with the light.
Some are very far away, as far away as other cities, but these mortals cannot see them. .
Lemuel said leisurely: "About 3.65 million people are born on the earth every day, and about 170,000 people die every day, an average of 4 per second.
It's quite busy now, but if there are more humans, we can only collect them together. ” Collecting them together is to create a disaster, big or small, so that you don't have to run around.
She smiled faintly: "I want to use this to persuade me to become your subordinate in the future."
Recruit a few more people, so you don't need to concentrate on recruiting them.
"You think too much."
Lemuel took her flying in the air, and the city passed by under his feet: "Disasters are inevitable.
They are all caused by humans, not us.
Humanity has embarked on the path of self-destruction and extinction.
It's a matter of time.
This planet can no longer bear too much population and excessive squandering.
Natural disasters and man-made deaths can reduce the pressure on the planet.
Since the great flood, everyone has reached a consensus to allow human beings to develop freely.
"Extermination of punishment."
"The great flood was indeed caused by heaven."
She raised her head and asked.
Lemuel replied: "If there is no warning, it will be done.
At that time, mankind will still belong to our servants."
If it belongs to one's own servants, they should be informed.
If not, it proves that these servants have given up on their masters.
At that time, he only told Ruoya and became the mainstay of the human bloodline.
We arrived at another place, a narrow street, a dark and small room.
A girl who was only about ten years old was covered in scars and lying motionless on the ground.
A middle-aged man with a rough appearance was holding a belt and pouring liquor into her mouth with the other hand.
He would hit her with the belt from time to time. , still cursing in his mouth.
From the curse words, it can be known that this girl is his daughter, and her mother left them for some reason.
The man didn't know that this was the case, but he still gave up on himself after being hit, and took out all his anger on the child.
Looking at the girl's arms and thighs, there are new injuries stacked on top of old ones, indicating that she has been abused for a long time.
Tired of being beaten, scolded enough, and almost drunk, the middle-aged man fell down on the shabby sofa next to him and fell asleep.
Although it is cruel, this kind of thing happens every day.
It is not the first case, nor is it the last.
And what can she do?
Now everyone can't see her, maybe with magic power. . .
She reached out her hand, but was immediately stopped by Remiel.
Lemuel placed his huge hand on hers and whispered: "You can't do anything unless she is dead."
What will happen if you do it. . .
She didn't ask.
First of all, there are rules between heaven and earth.
If this girl is saved, maybe she and Remiel will be punished.
So what if we really save her?
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There is no fundamental solution to what will happen to the girl after this time.
Saving her is tantamount to harming her.
"It's almost over..."
Lemuel looked at the thin, scarred body on the ground: "Come on, get up."
The girl's ghost emerged from her body.
Then he stood up slowly.
She saw Lemuel, then looked back at herself on the ground: "Am I dead?"
"Yes."
Remiel replied.
But the problem is, there is no light to take this girl to heaven. what's going on The girl turned around and floated towards the middle-aged man who was sleeping soundly.
She slapped him, but her palm sank into and emerged from the man's stubbled face.
The body of the undead is like smoke and has no effect.
"Why, why do you do this to me?
What's wrong with me?"
The girl covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly: "This is not fair.
It's not fair."
"There is nothing fair or unfair in the world."
Lemuel spread his hands: "Can you relax your mind?
Otherwise, you will just wander around in this world.
Watch the person you hate die, but he will immediately go to the underworld.
And you can't let go, wandering forever until your energy is exhausted."
"Where can I go?"
the girl asked.
"Heaven, where all pure souls without hatred go."
The girl seemed to be thinking, and then said firmly: "No, I won't go, I want to stay here and see his retribution."
Now I understand.
Undead souls who have done nothing wrong can go to heaven, but such undead souls die in vain and unjustly.
You can't go up.
They have resentment in their hearts.
How can an undead with resentment go to heaven and the underworld cannot accommodate them, because they themselves are not wrong.
"Perhaps we can go to the underworld."
A black figure appeared, with bat wings, a dark body, sharp fangs on both sides, and blood-red eyes.
Who else could it be?
Mammon.
It was lively now.
There were so many people crammed into such a small room.
Even if it was illusory, it seemed extremely cramped.
There were also two gods who were almost three meters tall.
"Hi, beauty, it's you indeed," Mammen said to her, raising her long-nailed hand.
He also felt that it was too crowded: "Oh, I'd better change my appearance."
His body shrank, and when he settled down, he transformed into a middle-aged business man in a suit and leather shoes, even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were philistine.
She opened her mouth to say something, but immediately covered her mouth with her hand and looked up at Remiel.
"Uh-huh, it turns out he's silent."
Mamen laughed so hard that her mouth split open, revealing her straight white teeth, and her canines were naturally retracted: "Heaven is really well trained, and he doesn't even dare to say anything when he meets his old friends.
Hi, Boss Lei, stay safe."
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But Remiel didn't speak.
It was better for her not to speak.
Her teammates were still in heaven.
"Who are you?"
The girl looked at all this in horror.
"Hi, hello, it's your honor to meet you for the first time."
Mammen walked over with a smile, looked down at this rough man smelling of alcohol, and shook his hand in front of his nose: "It stinks."
He turned to look at the undead girl and said to the layers of injuries on her body: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at the beating, he beats you often."
The girl's tears fell again and she nodded.
The transparent tears fell on the ground, but nothing was left behind.
The tears were like air.
"What a pitiful little guy."
Mammon was obviously very interested, but once the devil became interested, nothing good would happen: "Don't you really want him to pay the due price?"
The girl nodded with hatred on her face.
Years of beatings had made her hate her father.
"Okay."
Mammon looked like she was about to make a deal: "You can make a deal with me.
I can fulfill your wish.
You can die in any way you want him to.
If you think it's not miserable enough, I can help you think of it." , guaranteed to satisfy you, but give me your soul in exchange.”
"I..."
As soon as the girl spoke, she was interrupted by Remiel.
Lemuel said with a sacred drawl: "Think about it for a moment, you are making a deal with the devil and you will fall into eternal disaster."
The devil's deal sounded like a bad thing, so the girl hesitated.
"How about it?"
Mammon smiled with her mouth split open, like the clown in Spider-Man.
It can't be said to be good-looking or ugly, but full of evil spirit: "Your soul can only be in this house and cannot go out.
Wait here. , wait ten years, twenty years, fifty years, or even forever, if this drunkard moves You can't see his end at all.
Maybe he escaped to another place, found a woman, and lived a normal life, or he continued to drink until he died. , he can live so comfortably, but you are dead and suffering here. " Mammon raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Everything is decided by you."
Seeing the girl's hesitation, but obviously the balance was leaning towards Mammon, Lemuel spoke: "You are allowed to speak."
Naturally, he wanted to persuade this girl.
Cheng Qianxun smiled and said, "Why should I persuade her?"
Lemuel said slowly: "When you say this, it means that you want to persuade, so go ahead."
She sighed helplessly: "What annoys you the most, you highly intelligent gods, are too smart."
Mammon tilted her head with some curiosity, shrugged her shoulders and made a respectful "please" gesture with her hands.
Of course he didn't come here for a trip.
The girl's soul was too small to reach his level.
The main reason was to disrupt the situation, or he came to meet the messenger after he returned to report the news.
Then please advise.
After thinking about it, she walked over and said to Mamen: "It's been a long time, sir.
I didn't expect you to come.
I'm really happy to see you."
Mammon became happy: "Hoho, there are mortals who are very happy to see me for the first time."
"Of course, I have to complete the task now, so please be accommodating.
If I make any mistakes and offend you, please forgive me and don't worry about it."
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Mammon covered her mouth with one hand: "No, no, we are all old friends."
First flatter Mammon, and then talk.
So she walked in front of the girl, looked at the undead soul whose soul was occupied by hatred, and tried to persuade her: "I am from heaven.
If you can give up the resentment in your heart, you can go to heaven.
But I can see that you Can’t let go.”
"Hehe, let's make a long story short.
I'm very busy.
Please give me some face and cut it as short as possible."
Mammen raised a hand beside her and looked at the nails on it, and yawned.
Even after saying hello, he was still like this.
If he hadn’t said hello, I don’t know how he would have stolen the spotlight.
"Yes, sir, I will definitely abide by your words."
She smiled and turned her head to the girl and said gently: "I just want to ask you three questions.
After asking you no matter what decision you make, I will not speak anymore. ” The girl nodded, and Mammen didn't interfere anymore.
The three questions didn't last long.
Now that we have gained time, we start making up random things.
It was really a difficult question to ask this girl to let go of the past.
Lemuel was so embarrassed that he pushed the matter to her.
He was sure that she would not just sit idly by.
Now that I have accepted this job, I will try my best, but how to persuade is simply difficult: