Putting down the big red envelope in his hand, Zhao Yang gave him a blank look: "I mean, do whatever you should do now, eat, sleep, and the backlash of human merits is just to make you suffer more after death. If you don't die, it will have no way to deal with you."

"So, am I okay?" Bai Yu's eyes widened.

"otherwise?"

Zhao Yang chuckled: "There are so many people in this world who commit evil deeds. If you are repaid in this world, how many people will you see are thunder? "

"Then you tell me such a lot of nonsense!"

Bai Yu felt relieved, but he didn't spare Zhao Yang: "After doing it for a long time, this humanitarian merit is useless and not a quilt?"

"Killing and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads and corpses."

"Okay, I'll feel much more at ease with you! I've been busy all day, so I'll go back and have a good night's sleep first and have a drink tomorrow!"

After saying this, Bai Yu left with a painting halberd.

On the spot, Zhao Yang looked at his back and sighed in his heart.

Is humanitarian merit useless?

Of course it is useful!

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many Taoist priests who would accumulate merits and would still want to ascend to the sky with merits.

But this human merit can only be settled in the underworld.

Just like that boat of people, they were obviously unable to enter the gate of Jindan Avenue in the world, but when they arrived in the underworld, they could suppress Meng Po and beat him!

This is the merit of humanity...

“Merit.

Merit!

Do good deeds and accumulate virtues in the past life, and keep wealth and honor in this life.

He bullies men and women in his previous life, but is blind in this life.

If you don't do it well, you will have lifelong impotence, or your family will be destroyed...

But this merit...
Chapter completed!