Chapter eight hundred and thirty third good and evil will be rewarded
At midnight, a large number of Hong Kong people came to express their condolences at Huad's hotel. At the same time, at a closed militarized port to the east of the Hong Kong garrison base, Li Yan stood on the shore and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back. Li Mo Nian behind him called back and forth.
They were pacing and talking quietly. After a few minutes, Li Mo Nian hung up the phone and walked quickly to Li Yan.
"Master, the ship has arrived from the high seas and will be in the waters near Jinru in half an hour," Li Mo Nian said.
Li Yan nodded without saying a word. Li Mo Nian then took out a flashlight and flashed it at the distant sea a few times. A few minutes later, a roar of engines came over, and two small warships with bright national flags sailed quickly.
He got out and headed out of the port. Not long after, the warship disappeared.
Li Monian and Li Yan stood on the shore like two ghost-like shadows, standing quietly without any movement. The gentle sea breeze blew by, blowing their clothes and hair.
There were no clouds or moonlight in the sky, and it was extremely dark here in the port.
In front of Huad's hotel, as the time passed midnight, a large number of people who came to express their condolences began to leave gradually. There were many white candles on the ground that were almost burned out. The ground was covered with white flowers, and everyone was gone.
Only then did Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen come out of the darkness and stand in front of the store.
"It's worth dying to be remembered by so many people in this life. Maybe three, five or even ten years later, people will mention the owner of the Huade Hotel named Hu in their chats after dinner. He must be full of people."
Praise, I have to give a thumbs up and say this is a
"Good man." Wang Xuanzhen held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, walked to the front of the store, found an open space, placed it, and said, "Hey, no matter what he did in the first half of his life, he will always become a good person praised by everyone in the second half of his life.
The Lord of Hell has to take care of this, right?"
Xiang Que hummed, and said calmly with his hands behind his back: "The book of life and death of Lord Yama not only records people's life and death, but also their merits and demerits. It is a steel scale, used to measure people in the world. People looked at it yesterday and lived a good life."
It will pay off in the end.”
The two of them stayed for a while. When the time pointed to twelve o'clock, a cold wind blew across the ground. A figure suddenly appeared under the dim light and walked towards Huad's restaurant. The figure floated to the front of the shop.
, hunched over and looked up at the still flashing signboard above, without making any sound for a long time. Not long after, the figure began to sob, and a sad voice floated out of him.
"After I leave...who can come here to distribute food? Who can take care of the old people who don't have food to eat?"
Xiang Que suddenly said from behind him: "It's not easy for you to remember this even after you're dead."
"Whoa!" The figure suddenly turned around, it was Huad who was still delivering meals at night but died suddenly.
Xiang Que looked at him, nodded and said: "You will remember your old store until your death, but you did not remember your son who is still lying in the hospital. Hu Ade, you are truly kind now."
Hua's soul returned. He did not return before the first seven days, but returned on the day of his death. That was because he had many worries and obsessions in his heart.
"You were that afternoon..." Huad's dim soul showed a look of confusion.
"Besides this store, you probably have other thoughts that you haven't stopped thinking about."
Hua's originally dim soul became even more lonely at this time. He said sadly: "I still have a son who is lying in the hospital. He has been lying there for almost thirty years."
"Take me to see it," Xiang Que said.
Huad's face suddenly showed a look of struggle, entanglement and guilt, and several expressions were revealed at once.
Xiang Que said again: "Seven days later, you will be taken to the underworld. You will never see him again in this life. If you don't see him for the last time, do you really want to be reincarnated with regrets?"
Huad said with some pain: "I, I don't dare..."
"You have been doing good deeds for thirty years and have not failed every day. What else do you dare not to do? Your heart is already so determined. You just don't dare to face the children in the hospital. Take me there and I will let you go.
The last regret of this life." After Xiang Que finished speaking, he suddenly took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it over the store, then stretched out a finger to draw dots continuously.
"Sanqing'an Town, tell all spirits, the King of Hell has a destiny, return to the right path, clarify the inside and outside, the Supreme Lord has a destiny, the awe-inspiring righteousness will last forever..." On the talisman thrown out by Xiang Que, suddenly
A string of obscure talismans appeared, and as his last word fell, the countless merits that had been condensed in the sky suddenly poured into the talisman.
"Shua" waved to Xiang Que, took back the talisman, and said, "Let's go, take me to meet your son."
More than half an hour later, in a small hospital not far from the alley, in a simple ward, Huad's soul stood beside the bed sobbing with desolation and guilt.
Lying on the hospital bed was a middle-aged man with a pale face, several tubes inserted into his body, his eyes closed and breathing weakly. The life-sustaining machine next to him showed that his heart was beating very slowly.
Huade sobbed for more than ten minutes before he said: "Son, it was your father who was sorry for you and harmed you."
"Thirty years ago, you committed adultery, cheated and kidnapped, causing harm to many families and causing countless families to be separated and destroyed. All the evil deeds you accumulated in the first half of your life fell on your son.
It's what we call retribution. Fortunately, it's not too late for you to repent. The day he was admitted to the hospital, you suddenly woke up and started a new life. Over the past thirty years, you have accumulated a lot of merit...
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The talisman that Xiang Que held in his hand was pasted on the bed of Hu Ade's son. Suddenly, the talisman paper that was originally filled with golden light began to become a little illusory. After a while, the talisman paper suddenly broke into pieces.
into pieces.
At this time, the man who was originally pale and breathing weakly on the hospital bed suddenly trembled. Then his eyelids opened and his fingers moved slightly.
"Whoa!" Huad, who was standing beside the hospital bed, was stunned.
It has been more than thirty years since his son was in a car accident and became a vegetative state. He has been relying on drugs and nutrient solutions to maintain his life. There has been no movement in these thirty years. The doctor once told him that his son would only be like a vegetative state for the rest of his life.
Lying on the hospital bed like a living dead.
In the year when his son had an accident, Huad felt that he had done all the unscrupulous bad things and that retribution had fallen on his son. From then on, he quit the business and began to devote himself to doing good.