Chapter 72: Those Who Harm My Brother Will Be Pursued, No Matter How Far
I really can’t say much more.
What if today, to comfort Xue Pan, I say something negative about Huang Luoshi, and then somehow they reconcile tomorrow, what kind of person would that make me?
As the saying goes, no matter how good brothers are, we can’t say too much about personal relationships.
“Alright, what the hell are you crying about? What’s up? You don’t want it anymore? You don’t want to live anymore? Besides, you’ve been dead for how many years? Don’t you have any sense of self-awareness? How can you not see through even this little thing?”
“Wuwu, B-Big Brother, thinking of my Xue Pan, in this lifetime I’ve never loved anyone, she, she is the first woman I’ve ever loved! I…, wuwuwu…”
Just looking at this pathetic state makes me angry. How can such a grown man be so useless? Damn it!
But thinking about it, I seem to have gone through these things back then too. This feeling is indeed extremely unbearable.
But what of it? You consider others your life, but they don’t consider you theirs!
Who are you telling about whether you live or die?
I reached out and patted Xue Pan, “Alright Panzi, Brother knows you’re hurting, but you need to know that everyone has their own destiny. If you get it, it’s my fortune, and if you lose it, it’s also my fortune.
If this had happened not today, but after you had a child with her, and she then abandoned you and the child, you would suffer even more, and it would also harm the child.
Big Brother doesn’t know how to comfort you. If it were Big Brother back then, perhaps I would have been even more distraught than you, but I wouldn’t tell anyone else, I would just bear it all in my heart.
Every time Big Brother breaks free from such emotional turmoil, my heart becomes even stronger!
I hope you can also be more open-minded. After all, spending a lifetime together is just a beautiful human aspiration. If it can be so, that’s best, but if not, perhaps our fate hasn’t arrived yet.”
“Wuwu, Brother, wuwuwu…”
This drinking session didn’t just leave Xue Pan unconscious, it also left me with a bitter feeling.
It’s not that I recalled something and felt sad.
It’s seeing my brother awaken from his dream to reality and the subsequent pain.
I felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Although I have the magical power to exorcise demons, I cannot wake up someone living in their own dream.
After helping Xue Pan lie down, I quietly began to chant the Heart-Cleansing Incantation;
“The pure heart is like water, clear water is the heart.
No breeze stirs, the waves are unperturbed.
In a quiet bamboo grove, I sit and play the qin with a long whistle.
In Chan Xin’s meditation, venomous dragons follow.
My heart has no openings, the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence.
My righteousness is awe-inspiring, ghosts and spirits are all startled.
My emotions overflow, Heaven and Earth submit.
I always stride forward, water and wind arise!
Heaven is high and Earth is vast, like flowing water and clouds.
Purity heals the root, the straight path attains the self.
Utmost nature, utmost goodness, Great Dao, Great Accomplishment!”
Looking at the sleeping Xue Pan, I turned and slowly backed out.
Damn it, whoever harms my brother, I will find them, no matter how far.
Do they really take my Chan Xin for a Bodhisattva?
When Xue Pan originally came to find me, Old Dog had already gone to sleep early, so I didn’t wake him.
It was now the hour of Chou, so I quietly woke Old Dog,
“Let’s go, stop sleeping, we have something to do.”
Old Dog yawned,
“Holy shit, what is it, Old Ghost? Why is it so late?”
“Let’s go, stop the nonsense. Oh, and find a sack, two night-vision outfits, and get two masks and hats or something.”
Hearing this, Old Dog quickly rubbed his sleepy eyes;
“Damn, got it.”
Afterwards, I specifically used divination to determine Huang Luoshi’s approximate location.
“Let’s go!”
…
Half an hour later, outside a three-story ghost villa.
“We’re here, Old Dog. When we go in, use the sack to cover Huang Luoshi, then knock her out. Absolutely do not stuff dog feces into her, so she doesn’t recognize us.”
“Okay.”
We quietly snuck into the ghost villa and slowly approached a bedroom on the second floor.
Old Dog and I pressed ourselves against the door,
“Ying ying ying, Brother Song Zhe, be gentle, you’re hurting me.”
“Hehe, my darling, quickly blow me a solo, quick darling… .”
Hearing the vulgar language inside, I got a headache. Damn your mother! After leaving my brother, she’s acting so cheap in front of others!
Unlike me, I only seemed a little angry, but Old Dog might have been imagining the scene from the sounds, and his nose got hot, turning his white mask red.
I gave him a useless look, and he quickly wiped his nose with his hand and smiled awkwardly at me.
“Oh! Ah! Ah! My darling, faster, faster…”
“Mmm, mmm, ah.”
Hearing this, I suddenly kicked open the door and charged in.
Old Dog followed closely behind.
Upon entering, I said nothing and went straight up and kicked the male ghost!
Old Dog covered Huang Luoshi with the sack, knocked her out with two blows, tied her hands and feet, and threw her aside.
“Mama!”
The male ghost had my kick knock out his front teeth, and he screamed.
I thought to myself, now you know to call for your mother when you’re getting beaten? What were you thinking when you were enjoying yourself just now?
After I kicked this ghost and stunned him, I didn’t stop for a moment and continued with a barrage of blows.
“Daddy! Mommy! Help! Someone is going to kill a ghost!”
This ghost was beaten by me until he cried and wailed, then huddled in the corner with his head in his hands, weeping profusely.
I really can’t stand this kind of person. Getting beaten is one thing, but does it have to be like this?
Usually, he doesn’t think of his parents, but now he’s remembering them. Don’t tell me you’re calling them, even if you call Jesus Christ, I’m going to beat you today.
Seeing that I wouldn’t stop, this ghost quickly begged for mercy;
“B-Big Brother, I, I was wrong, I won’t do it again! Big Brother, please stop hitting me, I’m convinced!”
Bastard, before I could even say anything, he said he was wrong. It seems this guy has been doing this kind of thing often.
“Fuck your mother! You big idiot! I’ll let you be arrogant! Your grandmother’s bear! I think you’ve had enough of being a little bratty son, even to ghosts!”
“Big Brother, Big Brother, I know I was wrong, I’ll never dare again.”
“You’re wrong? Wrong your mother’s ass! Old Dog! Feed him feces!”
“Got it!”
Hearing my command, Old Dog very nimbly let this ghost have a taste of feces.
“Bastard! I’ll let you show off! I’ll let you call me darling, darling, making me angry! Damn it! Come on! Dog Lord will help you replenish!”
“Wuwu.”
This ghost was fed by Old Dog until he couldn’t speak, only crying “wuwu,” and tears dripped onto the ground as he cried.
“Slap!”
I slapped him, “Bastard, don’t waste it, wasting is shameful, you know? Do you hear me?”
This ghost was so scared by me that he nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down his face from choking, but he had no choice, so he had to grit his teeth and continue chewing.
“Do you know why we came to find you today?”
After he finished tasting, I asked;
“I, I, I don’t know.”
“Slap!”
“Fuck your mother! Think harder!”
Old Dog slapped him and said.
“Could, could it be about me stealing stockings yesterday?”
“Hmm? Damn your mother! Is it about this?”
I questioned him fiercely.
“Then, then it’s about me stealing underpants the day before yesterday?”
“Oh, bastard! It seems you’re really trying to show off to Big Brother, aren’t you?”
