Chapter 102: Zen Rang
"Lord Tarzan, this is the last sinner of the day. β
The petite girl with green hair and blue eyes held the book of life and death in her hand and said to Wang Hao, who was sitting in the hall.
Wang Yu bowed: "Hmm." β
The man in the crown robe stood up and walked briskly towards the lounge. The girl trotted all the way behind him with the book of life and death, the indifference on her face was the same as Wang Yu, but there was still a little doubt and confusion between her eyebrows after all.
She followed Wang Hui into the lounge, and watched Wang Hao take off her crown and take off her Xuan robe, put on her middle coat and change into her own cloud pattern private clothes, and was out of the world the whole time. However, the middle clothes of this era are said to be home clothes, and they are actually more tightly wrapped than the outer clothes of later generations, so Wang Yu didn't care about the virtue of the assistant, and pressed her on the chair and sat down intimately after sitting on her, she poured her a cup of hot tea.
The girl took the hot tea without focus, said "thank you" and put it in her mouth. It's just that all the hot tea squirted out at the moment of the entrance, and Wang Hao, who was sitting opposite, took a sip of his own tea, and the hot tea that flew towards him evaporated halfway and disappeared without a trace.
"Sober?"
The girl's delicate little face was wrinkled.
"Yes, Lord Tarzan ......"
"It's not working time, there's no need to use that title, just call me Wang Yu. β
Wang Hao waved his hand casually and unveiled this.
"Speaking of which, Ying Ji, how are you doing with the operation of the pure glass and the repentance stick, can you use it proficiently?"
The vast majority of Enma were just ordinary people in their lifetimes, and they didn't have Wang Hao's eyes to see through the past, the future, and everything in the world, so Wang Hui had to work with all the Enma to develop a Pure Glass Mirror and a Repentance Stick that could play back life and screen for sin. The right-hand man in front of him was just an ordinary girl in Fusang County before her death, so she naturally had to practice the use of magic weapons.
"Yes, Lord Wang! Yes, but there is one thing I really don't understand......
Although there is still a suffix of "adult", Wang Hao did not have the idea of forcing her to change her words, so she let her go. Wang looked at her with a friendly and encouraging gaze.
"Please. β
"Okay, that's rude. My question is, how do we, including the ferrymen who go to harvest the souls of sinners, judge good and evil, or why do we have the right to judge good and evil? Obviously we are just ordinary people when we are alive? Let us ordinary people take on the responsibility of judging life and death and judging evil, right...... Some trespassing?"
Perhaps discovering that these words were tantamount to accusations to King Tarzan, who had created Hell, the girl hurriedly looked at him in a panic.
"Ah, I'm not saying that what you're doing is wrong, Lord Wang! In fact, I have great respect for you who think about the people of the world! But if we hold such a huge amount of power, we may fall at some point, and we are different from you. β
"Hmmm......"
Wang Yu looked at her assistant, as she herself said, Siji Yingji was from Fusang County, and she died at a young age to save her child in the flood, and she was not much older than that child. She relied on her strength to be recommended step by step from the most ordinary Enma to be the assistant of King Taishan, although she has a character trait that is too serious and too upright, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a good advantage or a good disadvantage, but this kind of character is definitely the best match for the convict.
But because of this, it's easier to drill the horns, right?
Wang Hao drank the residual tea in the cup and thought thoughtfully.
"Your questions, I'll answer them one by one. β
"Yes, yes!
Wang Yu put down the teacup and said slowly:
"First of all, the 'Yama Fall' that you feared will not happen. β
"Souls are stubborn things, unlike humans, ghosts don't change no matter how many years pass, and your beliefs are stronger than you think. All of you, each of you Yama is the best I have chosen from my long life, some of you have a heart for the common people, some of you care for everyone, but no matter how many, no matter how big or small, you all have pure, unswerving good thoughts in your hearts, and I admire you very much, and I even feel ashamed of myself. β
"You are my pride. β
"Lord Wang, we're not that greatβ"
Shiji's face flushed, obviously not used to such a compliment.
However, Wang Yu waved his hand and interrupted the words of the four seasons Yingji. For the Enmas, the majesty of King Tarzan is also inviolable.
"Secondly, about good and evil. β
"I won't say anything like 'justice is in the hearts of the people', everyone's three views are different, when we were young, we were taught by our parents and teachers, and when we became adults, we carved our hearts through the outside world, and the orphans abandoned on the streets could not have the same idea as the prince of fine clothes and food, some countries have to cut off their palms when they steal, and some countries only need to compensate for losses when they steal, age, vision, and region, which will make people have different benchmarks for measuring good and evil. That's why I need Enma. If it's just to recover the soul and arrange reincarnation, wouldn't the formation be more efficient and reliable? But the formation has no heart, and there are some things that just look at the behavior is not enough. β
"On the heart of the line, no matter what the line is, there is no filial son in the poor family. No one is perfect in the world. β
"But, if that is the case, what are we going to use to judge people, what are we going to think, or are we real deeds?"
Wang Yu smiled like a fox.
"That's every Enma's own business. I can only tell you, Yinghime, although there is indeed black and white in the world, nothing is black and white. β
"Finally, on the issue of ferrymen part-time harvesting of sinners' souls. β
Wang Yu fell silent, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky.
"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. He is too big, so big that life and death, good and evil, success and failure, right and wrong are all meaningless things to Him. He is the most egalitarian, equal of injustices to all. There are always people who wish that the sky has eyes, but in fact...... Nothing will enter His eyes. β
"God has no eyes, but there are always people who want to count the sinful karma and give karma. β
"That's who we are. β
Wang Yu smiled and touched the head of the Four Seasons Yingji, this hair color reminded him of Wang Yuan waiting in the cave. The pensive girl didn't pay attention to Wang Yu's movements, so the man who had already left work stood up and prepared to leave.
"Think about it, future King Tarzan. β
"Yes. What did you say?"
"Also, I'm not the personified god of Tarzan, let alone the earth. I am a sin-ridden immortal, Wang Yu, Wang Anyang. β
Wang Yu laughed kindly, but in the eyes of the Four Seasons Yingji, the huge and creepy black and white entangled in King Taishan's body, locking him up layer by layer. That was the karma and merit that the convict could see, and the impact made the four seasons Yingji's brain almost shut down, and she ignored the words she hadn't heard clearly.
"Goodbye, coming home from work. β
An Yangjun turned into a white shadow and disappeared into hell.