Chapter 86 The Arguing and Slow Executives

Chapter 86 The Arguing and Slow Executives

Chapter 86 The Arguing and Slow Executives

If a person has committed serious sins and deserves to go to hell, but he disguises himself well in daily life and is protected by relatives, friends and teachers, ordinary people cannot touch him, so he becomes more arrogant and commits evil deeds recklessly.

Sending the evil soul of such a person to hell will give him the punishment he deserves, thus cutting off his chance to continue committing sins. Is this behavior right or wrong?

After witnessing Li Yunji's soul falling into hell, Cheng Ziwei finally connected a series of clues together and roughly guessed the motives behind Wen Rui's series of abnormal behaviors.

That was because Wen Rui had the natural ability to see through people's hearts and saw that Li Yunji was deeply sinful, so he killed him on the operating table and locked up his evil soul and sent it to hell.

This also reasonably explains why Wen Rui and Li Yunji, who had never met before, secretly murdered each other. As for why Wen Rui has the ability to distinguish right from wrong in people's hearts, that is easier to explain. It must be inherited!
His father Wen Zhong had three eyes on his head. The middle eye had supernatural powers. It shone with white light several inches long and could distinguish between the treacherous and the loyal, and the good and evil in people's hearts.

The more Cheng Ziwei thought about it, the more it made sense. She must have misunderstood him!

When I thought about it this way, all the burden on my heart disappeared, and I felt that the world was wide and not as dark as I had imagined.

If we recall carefully the weird and addicted expression on Wen Rui's face when he executed Li Yun, that should be the legendary hatred of evil and obsession with punishing evil, expressing a strong sense of justice, right?
Staring blankly at Wen Rui who was busy performing first aid to save lives, Cheng Ziwei's fear quietly dissipated. The more she looked at him without the filter of fear, the more she felt that he was full of wisdom and skillful. He killed people without being noticed, and was chivalrous but not famous. When the task was done, he left without a trace, hiding his identity and name.

What's more valuable is that he cures diseases and saves lives with one hand and kills evil spirits with the other hand. He is obviously imitating the divine power of his father Wen Zhong who "controls thunder and lightning, nurtures all things, punishes rebellion and eliminates evil, and determines good and evil, disaster and fortune." It reflects the stubbornness of the unpromising son who admires his father and strives to catch up with his father's tall figure.

He was nothing like what the other monks in the camp said when they were mocking him: "He gave up on himself, was idle, had no ambition, was dissolute and licentious, was cunning and greedy for money, and the son relied on his father's power to bully others."

But the rumor that Wen Rui has a perverted hobby of collecting corpses of beautiful female fairies is still a little difficult to clear up. But after all, no one is perfect, and he has not yet become an immortal or a saint. It is understandable that a mortal has some illnesses. You just need to be more careful about the difference between men and women when you come into contact with him in daily life.

The more she thought about it, the more relaxed Cheng Ziwei felt. When she removed the filter and looked at Wen Rui again, he didn't look so hateful anymore.

Wen Rui's Buddhist telepathy ability has not been fully mastered, and he can only guess the other person's thoughts by observing their micro-expressions. This is very limited. He secretly observes Cheng Ziwei's reaction when she sees the evil spirit falling into hell, but he can also clearly feel that her vigilance towards him has decreased, so he quietly moves his hand away from the control button of the anesthetic needle robotic arm.

The emergency room has been open all the time. Wen Rui has the characteristic of ignoring fatigue granted by the system. Cheng Ziwei is a cultivator with much more energy than ordinary people, and the wounded are sent in continuously.

Day and night alternated, and after three days and three nights, the emergency room was not idle at all. Even Cheng Ziwei, a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm, felt a little overwhelmed.

"Why do they keep sending wounded people here?"

The female cultivator who had seen so much blood and internal organs was not only physically exhausted, but also mentally unstable. She couldn't help but complain, "Since they knew that the illusion was dangerous, they still kept sending Jindan and Yuanying cultivators in to explore. What were those elders in charge thinking?"

The number of wounded admitted to the Chamber of Commerce's clinic has exceeded 200. There are more than ten monks who died on the operating table due to failed rescue efforts, and there are even more unjust deaths waiting in line at the door.

Cheng Ziwei pieced together bits and pieces of information from the discussions coming from outside, and gained a general understanding of the ins and outs of this tragic exploration of the secret realm. She thought that within half a day at most, the elders of the major sects would unanimously call a halt to this failed activity.

However, after three days and three nights, everything remained the same. Because the monks were full of energy and physical strength, there was even no halftime break in the exploration activities, which could slow down the pace of the low-level monks' death.

"Haha." Wen Rui replied with a half-smile: "Do you want to know why? I'll show you a good show."

"What do you mean?"

Wen Rui controlled the automatic operating table endoscope display and moved it in front of Cheng Ziwei. The display screen changed to the scene inside the command tent of the four major immortal sects' camp.

"The elders of the four great immortal sects were gathering for a meeting, and they also invited the Chamber of Commerce to send representatives to attend. Old Hu went in my place, and this is what the camera on his body captured on the scene."

In the scene, several Mahayana elders from the four major immortal sects were arguing with each other.

"We must stop this activity!" Master Zhang of Ziyang Immortal Sect shouted, "We have to go into the secret realm together again to eliminate the threat. We didn't clear it out completely last time!"

"Humph!"

A beautiful female cultivator snorted coldly: "I was in charge of the last operation. Are you blaming me? I think we have cleaned up enough. The disciples of your sect neglected their cultivation, so they suffered setbacks repeatedly. The disciples of our Yunxiao Immortal Sect are not so weak and delicate!"

The one who refuted Master Zhang was Qinglanzi of the Yunxiao Immortal Sect, who was the leader and elder of the Yunxiao Immortal Sect. Although she had reached the Mahayana stage, she had not yet become an immortal. After she became an immortal, she would change her name to Fairy Qinglan.

"Your Yunxiao Immortal Sect has a unique method of refining robes. All the disciples wear purple ribbon robes, which have a unique defensive effect against formations and traps. It's not a real skill!"

Master Zhang rebuked, “Well, I was wondering how there were so many secret traps that had not been discovered. It turns out that you deliberately concealed them last time in order to help your disciples gain an advantage!”

"Stop slandering me!" Qing Lanzi was also furious: "You are slandering me outright, making up facts out of thin air. Are you trying to accuse me of harming fellow Taoists?"

"Let me be fair."

A young male cultivator said, "Brother Zhang, weren't you there last time? Even if Qinglanzi deliberately concealed it, how come you didn't see it? I think the difficulty of this secret realm is acceptable. We shouldn't stop the reform strategy set by the leaders of several major immortal sects just for a few casualties. Reform is imperative and we can't stop eating because of choking! If the reform fails, I won't be able to go back and explain to the leader!"

"A few casualties?" Master Zhang frowned and said, "Even if your Yuding Xianzong disciples were seriously injured, they would not die if they were treated in time, so the casualties were indeed not great. But you took the opportunity to drive up the price of elixirs and give priority to treating your own disciples, which caused suffering to the disciples of other sects!"

"I support Master Zhang!" said the elder of the Jinting Immortal Sect, "If you don't stop the exploration activities immediately and rescue the disciples of our sect who are trapped in the trap, if you delay for a while, you will only be able to collect their bodies!"

"That's because your disciples are stupid. Why didn't my disciples fall into the trap?"

"The price of the pills has risen because of a disaster in our sect's medicine fields. The price is tight because of the shortage of raw materials and the shortage of pills. If we still sell them at the original price, they will be snapped up by greedy people and then resold. The price will increase several times!"

In the tent, the elders of the four great sects were outnumbered two by two. They argued with each other and no one could win. It would probably take a very long time to expect them to reach a consensus and make a decision.

(End of this chapter)