Chapter 134
The actor who plays Du Sheng is very familiar to the audience, and he is Wei Xing.
He played General Bai Yunfei in "The Red Mirror" and played the unlucky Fang Keyu in "Painted Skin". He is an actor with a strong sense of youth.
Although he is in his twenties, there is no pressure to play the sixteen-year-old Du Sheng. Coupled with Yu Jing's training, his acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Even though Yu Jing has strict requirements for filming, he is also very satisfied with him.
After emerging from the eighteenth level of hell, Du Sheng's soul floated like light smoke, and it took a long time to regroup.
He sat on the ground tiredly, staring at the translucent palms in a daze. The kind and kind Du Yanping and the cold-blooded and cruel bandit leader kept intertwining in his mind.
The boy suddenly felt sad.
Bai Wuchang stayed with him and advised him earnestly: "As the saying goes, the past is like a passing cloud, so why should you be persistent? This is his destiny. Young Master Du should drink Meng Po soup and be reincarnated as soon as possible."
At this time, the audience no longer finds Bai Wuchang scary. Compared with the cold and ruthless Hei Wuchang, Bai Wuchang is more humane.
[Yes, yes, he is right, young master, let’s go and ignore that scumbag father. 】
[Some people are paranoid and you can’t get them back. It can be seen from Du Yanping's actions that he is stunned. 】
[Holy shit, the stone grinding hell really made me cry. I was ground into meat paste and reshaped again. Du Sheng was able to grit his teeth and endure it. I feel pain everywhere just thinking about it. 】
[Silly boy, it’s time to stop worrying and go get reincarnated. 】
If Du Sheng gave up, he would no longer be Du Sheng.
Amid the angry barrage from the audience, the young master suddenly raised his head. The journey through hell did not erase the bright light in his eyes, but instead made it shine even more brightly in the dark Fengdu.
"Thank you, brother, I want to try again."
Xie Bian was stunned when he heard this title. This was his last name, and no one had called him by it for a long time. His tongue hanging down to his chest twitched twice, and he looked at Du Sheng for two seconds before taking the initiative to take a step back.
"Let's go, I'll take you to Wangxiang Terrace."
"It's too troublesome, brother Xie. I can go by myself and won't run away."
Bai Wuchang chuckled: "You are full of merit, and in the eyes of some evil spirits, you are the best tonic. Without me following you, I'm afraid you will be torn into pieces and devoured before you reach Wangxiang Terrace."
Du Sheng's little body trembled with fright, and he forced a smile and said, "That's it."
He was not afraid of going to hell on behalf of his father, but he was afraid of being eaten alive by evil spirits.
When he arrived at Wangxiang Terrace, Du Sheng jumped in again without hesitation. Looking at the ripples spreading across the mirror, Bai Wuchang shook his head helplessly.
After all, he is the Yin God and can see things more clearly than Du Sheng.
The golden light of merit on the young man's body was a little dimmer than before.
"I hope he can see clearly soon."
Du Sheng opened his eyes while feeling dizzy, looked at the straw roof above and fell into deep thought.
I don’t know who he has become this time.
He struggled to get up and found that there were wooden boards under him and only two layers of straw as a bed. The furnishings in the house are also very simple. The drinking water container is a bamboo tube, and the edges of the eating dishes are full of gaps, with flies and maggots crawling on them.
Du Sheng retched and quickly looked away.
A man with a sly eyebrow opened the door and came in. When he saw that Du Sheng was awake, he twisted his mouth and said, "Hey, I'm awake."
Du Sheng nodded slightly.
"It's not what I said. You are too good to have your head broken by a woman. All the brothers in the village are laughing at you and seeing it as useless."
Young Master Du suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Stockade?
The man brought him food. When he saw that he was fine, he put his rice bowl down and left. They robbed a lot of cattle and sheep today. If they don't go back, they won't even be able to catch the dregs.
Du Sheng ignored the bowl of food that had obviously been turned over. He stumbled up from the bed and opened the door. What he saw was a simple cottage.
There were shirtless burly men everywhere, sitting on the ground with big knives in their hands, surrounded by messy sacks containing rice, flour, food, gold and silver jewelry, some even stained with blood.
When Du Sheng opened the door and came out, a man pointed at him and laughed: "Our rookie is awake."
The crowd burst into laughter, and the wanton laughter surprised the birds in the forest.
Du Sheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and finally figured out his identity this time.
He became a bandit.
The handsome-looking bandit slammed the door and leaned against it, panicking and not knowing what to do.
The laughter outside was even louder, obviously this hopeless look amused them.
Du Sheng tried to calm down and bit his fingertips.
It is impossible to rob homes and homes like them. In Du Sheng's view, these people have done many evil things and have blood on their hands. They should all go to jail.
Judging from their appearance, they must have just gone down the mountain to plunder. There may be women who were taken prisoner up the mountain. They must think of a way.
As long as Mr. Du has determined his goal, he will go all the way to the end. In a short period of time, he has determined his goal. Let the hostages go first, and then send these bandits to jail.
I don’t know where his father is at this time, or whether he has entered the village.
If not, stop him from becoming a bandit and he has already entered the village...
Du Sheng gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually turning red.
Then go to jail to atone!
Du Sheng took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step out of the room. The stockade was not big, so he quickly walked around it pretending to be nonchalant.
The people coming towards him made his face turn pale. The strong man who cut his throat last time, and...his father Du Yanping.
Du Sheng clenched his hands behind his back until his joints turned white. He took a deep breath and lowered his eyes to avoid the two of them.
"Stop, what are you doing?" Du Yanping called him gloomily.
Du Sheng could only pretend to be indignant: "I got my head smashed by that woman, I must teach her a lesson today!"
Du Yanping sneered. He went to tie up a woman and got her head chopped off. He still wanted to show off his power when he arrived at the base camp. Such a small-minded person was useless. He should turn around and leave.
But looking at those piercing dark eyes, I couldn't move my legs.
"Go and wash my clothes, don't embarrass yourself here." Pingbai's eyes were blinded.
In this way, Du Sheng sneaked into Du Yanping's side again.
"Boss, where are you from? How old are you? How could you fall into a trap?"
"Do you still have family?"
"Do you miss your son?"
"It is said that relatives will be waiting in the underworld. I wonder if I will be able to see my family after I die."
Du Yanping was so upset by what he said that he almost cut him with a knife.
"My son must have been reincarnated a long time ago!" He roared loudly, with an undetectable tremor in his voice.
No matter how you say it, you can’t get enough of it!
Du Sheng gritted his teeth. Emperor Fengdu did not allow him to reveal his identity, but he did not care about the affairs of the underworld at all. So could he take advantage of this?
Thinking of this, Young Master Du became energetic. He began to imitate the clothes he wore during his lifetime and deliberately showed some small habits in front of Du Yanping.
A knife was slashed at Du Yanping's face, and Du Yanping's remaining eye was filled with poison: "Get rid of these girly little habits as soon as possible, or I will kill you next time!"
Du Sheng covered the cut on his shoulder, blood dripping from his fingers, and his eyes filled with tears.
He is only sixteen years old after all, and has always been well protected by his father. The time he became a boy, he told himself that his father just encountered a sudden change and fell into a dead end. As long as he was guided slowly, he would definitely be able to change his ways and return to the right path.
Now it is discovered that Du Yanping is no longer the father who loved him so much in his memory. He has become bloodthirsty and brutal, disowning all his relatives, and exudes the smell of blood from the inside out.
No matter what, Du Yanping's hands cannot continue to be stained with blood.
At dawn, Du Sheng stole the key and quietly let a group of women with wary expressions go.
"Remember the way down the mountain, and then bring the officers and soldiers up, got it?" Du Sheng whispered as the stunned guards sent them outside the stronghold.
A woman stood up: "What about you?"
Her hands were covered with calluses and she often went into the mountains and forests to cut firewood. She was not afraid of wild beasts. Besides, it was getting dark. As long as they were careful, they could avoid all dangers.
Du Sheng was stunned. He didn't expect the woman to care about him: "I still have something to do, remember to report it to the official."
Watching a group of women helping each other down the mountain, Du Sheng sneaked back again. He thought he had done it perfectly, but he didn't expect it to be exposed.
"Boss, it's this kid!"
The strong man kicked Du Sheng in the knee, cursing, the knife hanging on his waist was slightly unsheathed, and his eyes were very dangerous.
Du Sheng shrank and lay on the ground. When he met Du Yanping's gaze, his pupils shrank sharply.
Du Yanping looked at him with narrowed eyes and sneered: "I didn't know there were such kind-hearted brothers in the village."
When you are on the road, you are most afraid of double-dealing and betraying your brothers.
Facing those dark eyes, Du Yanping hesitated for a moment and said cruelly: "Beat this traitor to death!"
Others chased the women who ran away.
The whip dipped in salt water was struck mercilessly on his body. Every time it fell, Du Sheng twitched violently in pain. His limbs were tied to the wooden frame, and he could not even escape.
The audience watched this scene helplessly, but there was nothing they could do to stop it.
[I admit that I am not as irritating as Director Jing. 】
[So when will Du Yanping die? Without him, Du Sheng would have been reincarnated long ago! 】
[Du Yanping loves his son so much, I would like to know what his expression will be when he learns the whole truth. 】
[Didn’t Du Sheng show off his little habits on purpose? This scumbag didn't believe it at all, and even called Du Sheng a bitch! 】
[Sheng Tao's acting skills have improved again, and he perfectly portrays Du Yanping's character of wanting to believe but not being able to believe it. 】
Du Sheng became a bloody man, and his facial features could hardly be seen clearly. Only his bright eyes were still staring at Du Yanping.
He broke the jar and cursed loudly: "Thieves like you who have committed many evil deeds will go to the eighteenth level of hell after death. The tongue pulling hell will pluck out your tongue...take off your clothes and press them on a red-hot copper pillar." On top, the skin will be wrinkled by being seared... naked on the Hob Mountain climbing ice rocks... the boiling oil will fry you until you are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, just like the roast pork you often eat..."
Everyone was horrified by what he said.
It's not that they are timid, but Du Sheng's words are vivid, as if... they have experienced it personally.
