Chapter 0072, hateful people must have pity
There is pity for those who hate them.
Wang Jie's whimpering and mournful expression is clearly telling everyone that he is a person with a story.
Yuan Daozi grinned and said, "You guy really has a demonic obstacle in his heart, and he kills people just to get spiritual comfort?"
Xu Feng shook his head and asked, "Don't you know that there are psychiatrists in this world?"
Wang Jie said with a gloomy face: "Do you think I haven't seen a psychiatrist? I have seen it, and I have seen no less than ten, all of them are the top psychologists in the world, but guess what the final result is?"
Xu Feng's eyes lit up and asked, "You're not going to kill them all, are you?"
"Yes, I killed them all. β
Xu Feng scolded angrily: "You are really perverted. β
Wang Jie looked crazy and said: "I don't want to kill either, but I can't hide the murderous thought in my heart, every time I kill someone, I have also been in pain, and I want to change, but I can't change it, I'm in pain now!"
Xu Feng looked at Yuan Daozi and asked, "Old Yuan, can you see if this thing is still saved?"
Yuan Daozi said in a low voice: "Uncle Zu, this person's hands are covered with blood and full of bad karma, you still want to save him?"
Xu Feng sighed and said, "I don't know why, I think this person can still be saved." β
"But he killed so many people, karma, the cycle of heavenly principles, Uncle Zu, it's no good for you to keep him by your side. β
Xu Feng said metaphorically: "If I let him do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the future, can I make up for the bad karma he committed before?"
"This... Theoretically, it should be possible, but after killing this thing for so many years, how many people will be saved in this life to make up for it?" Yuan Daozi said that it was difficult to do.
Wang Jie killed not a hundred but eighty, if he wants to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, he can save several times the lives of people to make up for the bad karma.
Xu Feng said quite confidently: "How do you know if you don't try, Old Yuan, you have to find a way to break the demon barrier in his heart." β
Xu Feng had made up his mind, and Yuan Daozi, the apprentice, had to agree: "Okay, then hand him over to me." β
"What's your name?"
"Wang Jie!"
"Okay, Wang Jie, I see that you have a good heart, and it has not reached the point of hopelessness, I will spare your life and give you a chance to reform yourself, from now on you will eat with me, if you dare to return to your old business, I will definitely let you survive and not die." Xu Feng said the back, his expression was not angry and arrogant.
Wang Jie's heart trembled, and he hurriedly agreed: "Thank you!"
After a while, Wang Jie raised his head and asked, "Sir, when will the people of the Cao family solve it?"
Xu Feng waved his hand and said: "I will solve the affairs of the Cao family, you don't need to interfere, you follow Lao Yuan to cure the demons." β
Yuan Daozi immediately pulled Wang Jie into the room.
Now that there are more and more people, Xu Feng plans to buy the two houses next door, reopen them and renovate them.
Originally, with Xu Feng's current economic strength, he could have moved to a better place, but he missed the old and was reluctant to live in this place full of childhood memories.
The house in the old community is almost unattended, Xu Feng wants to buy it, those heads of households are simply snickering, how can they not agree!
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In the small courtyard in the suburbs, Cao Jun's Alzheimer's disease became more and more serious, and from time to time he entered a state of confusion reminiscing about the past and the eventful years.
Cao Hai wanted to cry very much, and as soon as Cao Jun entered a stunned state, he loved to hold his hand and talk for a long time.
He had heard the old man's old sesame seeds and rotten grains eight hundred times, and his ears were almost calloused.
It's annoying, but Cao Hai still has to listen patiently.
Because the old man has an account and password in a Swiss bank, he hasn't gotten his hands on it yet.
In the evening of this day, after dinner, Cao Jun took Cao Hai's hand as usual, and said energetically: "Boy, do you know? Lao Tzu was a well-known figure back thenγγγγγγ β
Hey, it's here again.
Cao Hai frowned, very annoyed.
It's been four or five days since the killer sent a message, have Xu Feng and Su Mo been killed?
Then the killer won't take the money and run away, right?
If Cao Hai knew that the killer brother he had high hopes for had been influenced by Xu Feng, I don't know if he would cry and faint in the toilet.
Because this will kill the brother is under the supervision of Yuan Daozi, he has been thinking about it in the room, copying the Tao Te Ching, while reciting silently: "The sea of suffering is endless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha." β
finally listened to Cao Jun's nonsense and coaxed him to sleep, Cao Hai was able to get out and smoke outside the door to relieve his boredom, and his heart became more and more bored and uneasy.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed the killer's number, but what he heard was: The number you dialed is empty, please check and dial again.
Cao Hai's heart suddenly turned cold, and he said with a sad face: "Liars, they are all fucking liars, what kind of international killers, they actually ran away with money!"
Cao Hai's hysterical shouts could not be exchanged for the unfavorable situation.
Several bodyguards looked at each other, and their hearts became more and more unpleasant, this Cao family's father and son, the old head is funny, and this little one is probably going crazy, will we be funny if we stay any longer?
Isn't there a saying that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black?
No matter how greasy it is, it will be over sooner or later.
The bodyguards are full of excitement, and they are already planning their own way back.
Cao Hai didn't bother to pay attention to them, still thinking nonsense, tossing and turning until late at night, just a little sleepy, ready to sleep, when suddenly a gust of wind blew in the courtyard.
Several bodyguards were swept into the wind and soon fell unconscious.
Cao Hai's heart twitched, and he quickly got up and lay outside the window to observe, but as soon as his head came to the door and window, several hideous grimaces flashed.
"Mom, there's a ghost!" Cao Hai fell to the ground in fright.
A few green-faced and fanged ghosts pushed the door in, and the ghosts looked at Cao Hai on the ground with a fierce light in their eyes, like looking at a humble ant.
The ghosts turned their heads and said: "Brothers, we are now wearing sinful bodies, thanks to the care of Lord Chincha, we can avoid the sin of hell, and we can still keep this tolerance from the suffering of reincarnation, tonight is the first task assigned by Lord Chincha, we must do it properly." β
"That's natural, this surnamed Cao is not a thing, when the old man was here, it was not uncommon to see them show off their might.
"No, just the dirty things they do, the ghosts can't even see it. β
After a few ghosts exchanged ideas, Cao Hai was convicted of death.
"Come on, let this guy list all the evidence of the crime, sign and postpone the drawing, and then leave a suicide note, and commit suicide in fear of crime. β
"What about this old man?"
The yin cha who took the lead glanced coldly at Cao Jun on the bed, and then sneered: "The Lingtai is black, the longevity is about to end, and he is already a dying person, so we don't need to take action, let him live a few more days." β
Cao Hai trembled with fright, his eyes were full of fear, and he wanted to escape but his body kept calling.
I could only cry desperately: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have money, a lot of money." β