Du Yanping was frightened when he heard this.
He was not frightened by Du Sheng's description, but had a terrible guess in his mind.
His living habits and subtle behaviors are exactly the same as those of his son. He often persuades him to change his evil ways and return to the right path. He also knows many things about the underworld.
There are also rumors among the people that because he is worried about his family returning to the earthly world, could it be that he...
"Ah ah ah shut up!"
Just as Du Yanping was about to speak, the strong man who had been following him suddenly roared, drew his knife, pointed it at Du Sheng, and slashed hard.
"Stop!" Du Yanping's expression changed and he subconsciously stood up.
But the strong man moved faster, and with the roar, Du Sheng's head also fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled to Du Yanping's feet.
The murderous demon stiffly lowered his head and stared at the dead head. The pupils of those eyes have dilated, and the stubbornness in them seems to say that he will come back before this matter is over.
Du Yanping suddenly started shaking violently.
…
Once alive and twice familiar, Du Sheng came back from the dead again with a very calm expression.
Bai Wuchang, who was waiting nearby, couldn't help but said: "Is that enough?"
Du Sheng wiped away his tears and shook his head fiercely: "No!"
"Brother Xie, my father has committed murder again. Which levels of hell will he go to this time?" In fact, the young man is very similar to his father, and they are both stubborn at heart.
Bai Wuchang opened the book of life and death and frowned more and more: "He will go to a total of fourteen hells to serve his sentence this time."
The crimes Du Yanping committed were so unspeakable that he almost had to go through hell.
"Okay, I'll go on his behalf this time." Du Sheng was very determined.
He passed through burning mountains and freezing ice valleys. His body was cut completely by the knife, and the pain of boiling oil almost made him lose his mind.
Finally, the once high-spirited young man crawled out of hell and stubbornly told Xie Bian: "I want to go back."
Go back and bring him to justice, don't let this mistake continue.
Bai Wuchang closed his eyes and sighed: "Idiot."
When Du Sheng passed through the mirror of the Wangxiang Terrace, he moved his fingers. Hei Wuchang kept paying attention to this side and said with unclear meaning: "You are soft-hearted."
"He's a good boy, so why not help him?" Bai Wuchang smiled heartily.
This time Du Sheng became a head catcher. The new county magistrate was inexperienced, loved to listen to public opinions, and cared for his subordinates. He was a veritable parental officer.
Du Sheng was simply overjoyed. He knew the way into the mountain, the defense of the village, and the shift time. It was a blessing from God.
If his father hadn't run away.
Thinking of this, Du Sheng hurriedly ran to the county magistrate to explain the matter clearly. The county magistrate also attached great importance to Du Sheng's information. After discussing with the master for a long time, he decided to let Du Sheng take the risk.
Du Sheng felt that his father would be captured and brought to justice this time.
The audience was stunned as they did not expect this development.
[Who can slap me? Is this really the filial Du Sheng? He is going to catch his biological father! 】
[Isn’t he going to save his father? 】
[It is known that his father's becoming a bandit is irreversible, so the only way to prevent him from committing murder again is to put him in jail. Otherwise, after Du Yanping dies, he may walk around the 18th level of hell, and his soul may be shattered. 】
[Laughing, I like Du Sheng more and more. This kid is not only tenacious, but also very good at finding shortcuts. Let me say it again, why does Du Yanping have such a good son! 】
Du Yanping sat on the tiger leather chair, his face as sinking as water.
The group of women who escaped were not recovered. Logically speaking, they should abandon this stronghold as soon as possible and move to the mountains.
He didn't know what he was waiting for.
The bandits guarding the gate outside whispered.
"What's going on, boss? He won't leave even if the copycat is exposed."
"There is also Scarface. He has always been loyal to the boss and made no mistakes, so he was killed with a knife."
"I see, there's no telling who's turn will be next. We'd better find a way out as soon as possible."
Du Yanping stared at the two men coldly. Under the silent gaze of his men, he strode up and chopped off their heads with one knife.
The round head rolled to the soles of everyone's feet, and the man who had long lost his conscience sneered: "If you continue to talk nonsense, just go down with them to keep company!"
Day after day, he sat on the tiger-skin chair and stared at the entrance of the cottage.
When a group of government officials rushed in, the leader had a pair of dark and bright eyes, and he suddenly felt like the dust had settled in his heart.
"Brothers, bring these evildoers to justice!" Du Sheng said solemnly. He had only one target, and that was his father Du Yanping.
Young Master Du's eyes were blazing, with a hint of pleading: "Go back with me, and don't commit any more murderous crimes!"
The man sneered, grabbed a bandit and blocked him in front of him, and rushed out. This man will keep catching him as long as he lives.
What's so good about the dark underworld? It's better to be more at ease.
Du Yanping was also cruel to his former brothers, and he was not merciless at all when he used them as a shield. The body in front of him was chopped into pieces, and he finally escaped with blood all over his body.
The man threw away his pursuers and fell into the mountains, laughing hoarsely.
Du Sheng watched helplessly as his biological father ran away again, feeling anxious and about to chase after him when he suddenly saw a government servant in crisis from the corner of his eye.
He brought people here, and he must bring them back in full.
He gritted his teeth and stood up in front of his men. A steel knife passed through his heart mercilessly. Du Sheng felt cold all over his body, so cold that his teeth couldn't help chattering.
Before he died, he stared in the direction of the door, his face full of unwillingness.
Du Sheng twitched the corners of his lips at Bai Wuchang and pretended to say hello as if nothing had happened: "Thank you, brother, I'm back from the dead again."
There was a rare silence, and the agility in his eyes was also much quieter.
Recalling Du Yanping's love and care for him in the past, Du Sheng closed his eyes and went to the eighteenth level of hell again.
He doesn't want to give up easily.
Boys, bandits, head catchers...
In his fourth reincarnation, he became a bounty knight. He had been hunting Du Yanping for half a year, and finally died of a sudden illness.
In the fifth reincarnation, he became a father-in-law official who solved cases like a god...
In the sixth reincarnation, he became a young man of similar age and appearance...
In the seventh reincarnation, he became...
Du Sheng became more and more silent, and the light in his eyes was like a candle in the wind, which could be blown out by a gust of wind.
He walked out of the Eighteenth Level of Hell again, feeling that his steps were very heavy, so heavy that he could hardly move his legs.
There is no sun in the underworld, only boundless silence and coldness. He has never been like this before, shivering with cold.
The golden light of merit that was once as bright as day now only has a thin layer left, and is about to be submerged in this ghost town.
The audience also responded from being indignant at the beginning to being silent now.
Many people choked and advised:
[That's enough, you've done a good enough job. 】
【Seventh life! Every life is a miserable death on earth. After death, your descendant must atone for your sins. He really doesn’t deserve what you do! 】
[Since the fourth life, he has never smiled again. My innocent and kind-hearted Young Master Du has finally grown up, but I would rather you stay like a child forever. 】
[In the fourth life, I can still see despair in my eyes, but now there is only nothingness left, no emotion at all. 】
【Let yourself go. 】
Du Sheng raised his head and asked Bai Wuchang: "Brother Xie, I consume a layer of merit every time I go back. How much is left now?"
Bai Wuchang pinched his fingers and calculated: "There are about two lives left."
The audience hated the iron, thinking that Du Sheng still refused to give up, and wanted to rush into the screen and shake him awake.
They don't understand how a person can be so persistent.
Du Sheng's next words shocked everyone.
"Please thank me, brother, and give all my merits to those who were innocently killed."
Xie Bi'an: "You have to think about it carefully. Without the protection of the golden light of merit, your soul body often enters and exits the eighteen levels of hell, and you may lose your soul!"
Du Sheng nodded without hesitation: "I'm sure."
Many people opened their eyes in disbelief. When they saw the progress bar, they saw that it had bottomed out. They held their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys in pain, and howled in the barrage.
[Ahhhhhh, Director Dog! If you dare to arrange this, no matter if you are a cat or not, I will definitely send you a razor blade! 】
[Director Jing, you are here to take revenge on society, right QAQ. 】
【My Du Sheng! Damn, why are you so stupid! I asked you to let yourself go, not this way! 】
At the end of the movie, the thin layer of golden light completely dissipated in the underworld.
Du Yanping has become an old man about fifty years old, and his years of running around have left him with a lot of ailments. Even so, he still kept running away.
Once, the new boy asked him: "Boss, why are you running away and no one is catching you?"
Du Yanping was stunned. Suddenly, a huge wave of panic came over him. Yes, there are always people chasing after you!
He ran in the woods in a panic, looking for him in the busy city, but he never saw his son who had been following behind him.
"Du Sheng! Du Sheng!" He shouted loudly with disheveled hair, as if he was crazy, almost driven crazy by despair.
After not finding it for a long time, Du Yanping raised the knife in his hand with all his strength and pointed the tip at his heart.
The moment it pierced the skin, he hesitated. Panic easily overwhelmed him like an avalanche.
What would he say when he saw his son? Will his son despise him?
There was a basin of ice water under his hood, and the cold made him feel heartbroken.
Suddenly it dawned on him. All these years of running away, why do you want your son to live in this world, are just excuses.
There was no way back for him and he never dared to see his son.
