"I don't write any papers." Standing outside the gate of this splendid 'garden of heaven', the meritorious ghosts were a little ashamed of themselves when they heard that they had to achieve great things to get in.

"And what have you accomplished?" The nurse asked curiously.

"We, haha!" The two spirits daxiao got up, "If you don't have any achievements, how dare you come to this 'garden of heaven' to eat!" ”

The shrewd ghost first said: "I was a successful speculator during my lifetime, and I have achieved brilliant results for more than 20 consecutive years!" Earn a net worth of more than one billion with a principal of a few thousand yuan! After speaking briefly, his face was calm. It is like a general who strategizes and wins the battle without being arrogant or impatient. In fact, I am very proud.

"Haha, I was an online writer before I was born, and I wrote more than ten books and tens of millions of words! Hundreds of millions of clicks and countless fans! Major fiction sites are vying to sign up with me! Although we don't make as much money as this guy, we are literati! "This sloppy ghost looks like he is looking at the world and no one around, which is quite a bit of a cold place in a high place.

"You're all amazing! Hey, I'm just an ordinary nurse, just getting injections and hanging water every day. The voice of the meritorious ghost became smaller and smaller.

Two successful people who no longer pay attention to nurses. Some anxiously waited for the angel's reception. But the two angels were chattering unhurriedly, and the conversation was like the harmony of a harp and a bell.

The merit ghost nurse, holding her knees alone, squatted in the corner sadly, looking desolate.

Akon saw it in his eyes, and was a little uneven: "Why is the angel chatting endlessly?" Leave such a good ghost, a pitiful person out of the door! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, it's a rare opportunity, take a good look." Zhang Fan looked at the magnificent landscape around him, and sighed a little at the benefits of this paradise.

"We're not dead, why are we here?" Akon had no intention of appreciating: "How can I go back here?" ”

"What's the hurry? When it was time to go back, I naturally went back. Can't go back, it's also heaven! Zhang Fan smiled and comforted Akon.

As he spoke, two angels had come to the spirits. The archangel named Olivia began to inquire about the souls who had come to the 'garden of heaven'.

The shrewd ghost opportunist stepped forward and began to tell the story of his accomplishments. The sloppy ghost writer was not far behind, and he was gossiping about his brilliant achievements.

The archangel just smiled and listened, but the smile on his face became more and more solidified.

"Don't talk about it anymore!" The archangel scolded Erling, "Are these your achievements?" Is it your gift of entering the Garden of Heaven? The angel held up a stack of colorful bills and black books.

"You, shrewd speculator! How many people will it take to get all this wealth of yours?! ”

"They don't have the ability, the mall is like a battlefield......" the speculator explained.

The archangel ignored him and continued to say to the sloppy ghost, "You, even more despicable! How much gibberish there is in your book, how many ignorant teenagers have subtly confused, wasted their precious lives, and given up time for study and work! ”

"I didn't force them to watch it...... "The web writer complained.

"This is also your gift to enter the Heavenly Garden?!" The archangel sneered: "These two gifts are heavy enough to go to hell!" Maybe the devil will like this and be a stepping stone to hell! As soon as the archangel's hand was released, the stacks of red and green banknotes, one by one black books, fell to the ground, and the seemingly solid ground could not withstand the pressure of these banknotes and books, and cracked! Banknotes and books sank like lumps of lead, and the hearts of shrewd speculators and scruffy bookwriters fell with them!

(With this passage only, I would like to inform readers that online novels are for entertainment only.) The words in many books are more just reactions to the author's desires, the dumping of psychological garbage! Don't be fooled by lust and indulge your heart's desires! ）

"You, come here." The archangel gently pointed to the merit ghost nurse who was still sitting in the corner with her knees crossed, "What have you brought with you to enter this 'garden of heaven'?" ”

The merit ghost nurse shrank together in horror: "I didn't bring anything, please don't leave me, I don't know where to go?" I'm the only one left, and my kids are gone......"

"Poor lamb, don't you really bring any gifts?" Archangel Olivia smiled and said, "But I found one." This is one of the most beautiful gifts I've ever found! The archangel reached out and stroked the nurse's head, and the nurse stood up peacefully. The bloodstained, blackened, dirty nurse's uniform faded off.

"What a beautiful gift!" In front of the archangel, the dirty nurse's uniform burned, the flame turned from red and black to gold, and the blood stains on it were filled with golden flames, covering the white nurse's uniform, which gradually turned into a pair of pink wings, and spread out gloriously behind the nurse!

The nurse was stunned, her spirit revealed the scars of her previous falls, turning into a beautiful pattern that wrapped around her, and the filth on her face burned in the golden flames on her wings!

"What a beautiful soul, the Garden of Heaven will be glorified because of you!" Archangel Olivia clasped her hands, and a loud bell rang, and the gate of the beautiful and magnificent Heavenly Garden slowly opened in the distant and clear bells. The garden of heaven is filled with flowers, sung with magnificent hymns, and glittering with golden light from the holy avenues. A baby angel as small as a pigeon, flapping this pair of palm-sized wings, flew in front of the meritorious ghost nurse, and the face was like the nurse herself.

"Your child, because of your merits, came here long before you." The little angel Anjenuris and the archangel Olivia groaned in unison. The merit ghost hugged his child, and his heart was filled with joy.

"Thou hast brought the Lamb of the Father, diligent Anjenuris, and the Father shall reward thee for it." Archangel Olivia smiled and congratulated Angelnuris.

"Hey, good people finally have a home for haode!" Akon sighed. "What will happen to those two guys?"

"Maybe the angels are asking them to think about their good deeds in the past." Zhang Fan said thoughtfully: "After all, the soul that can come here is impossible without good deeds. It's just that they are blinded by the clouds of the world. ”

"I think you can stand in that doorway." Akon pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

The two souls who had been counted down by the archangel were in a daze, and the archangel Olivia said coldly: "Didn't you think of bringing any gifts? Then the gates of the Garden of Heaven will not be open for you, so reflect here. ”

The archangel was about to turn around and enter the garden gate, when the sloppy writer finally reluctantly raised his head and said a little unconfidently: "I have a gift, I wonder if I can enter the 'garden of heaven' with this?" ”

"Tell me about it?" The archangel's face was peaceful, as if encouraging.

"When I was young, I lived in a rural area and my family was poor. One summer, I went to the pear tree at the entrance of the village to pick fruit and eat it. The fruit of the tree was taken away by others, and only one hanging from the top of the tree was left. The sloppy writer calmly recounted: "That pear is so big, there must be a lot of water." It took me a long time to climb to the top of that tree. It was very dangerous, and I had all the scrapes on my body. Thank God I was able to pick the pear and get off the tree safely. ”

"I was dying of thirst, it was hot, and I couldn't wait to eat the pears. But he saw a beggar coming from the entrance of the village, and he fainted to the ground, apparently suffering from heat stroke. So I put the pear to his mouth, woke him up, and I left......"

"I don't know, the beggar ate that pear......"

"Are you talking about this pear?" A fat pear appeared in the hands of the archangel, with a pleasant aroma. The beggar not only ate the pear, but because of eating the pear, he gained strength and finally found his lost wife. He believed that the god-given pear had brought him good luck, and the couple worked hard to find a job. Later, they saved some money and opened a fruit stand, often giving the most haode fruits to the poor to make them happy. And the people they help will give this help to more people! Spread more goodwill! It's all because of this pear of yours! ”

"It's the most delicious fruit I've ever seen, and it should be hung in the most prominent place on the Christmas tree, and everyone who can eat it will be healthy and happy!" The pear exudes an alluring aroma and becomes fatter, and the smooth skin reveals a divine brilliance.

"So, can I enter the Heavenly Garden?" The sloppy ghost writer asked humbly.

"Of course." As soon as the archangel stretched out his hand, the gate of the Heavenly Kingdom Garden opened, a fresh breeze blew, and the scruffy writer's clothes were changed into a comfortable robe, much more comfortable and clean than his outfit. Sloppy writer, no, now a clean scribe. The body is comfortable, and the heart is free of dirt.

The shrewd ghost speculator also recalled at this time what he had done in this life. He stood up and respectfully said, "I also have a gift for the Lord, and I hope to use it to enter the gates of the Garden of Heaven." ”

"I feel your kindness, you can say it." Archangel Olivia shone brightly and stretched out her hand to signal the shrewd ghost to speak.

"It's a very ordinary gift, so ordinary." The shrewd ghost was a little ashamed.

"As long as it's full of kindness, I'm willing to listen." The archangel smiled encouragingly.

"When I was a child, my parents made clothes for me. There's one thing I like so much that I've never been willing to wear it. That year, there was a flood in the impoverished areas of the west, which inundated many places and displaced many people. My school teacher encouraged us to donate to help the people in the disaster area. I donated the new clothes that I didn't want to wear once...... "The shrewd ghost himself is a little embarrassed, such a trivial matter."