God-level Punishment System

"Fool, your father is dead."

"Fool, your mother is dead too."

"Fool, you don't have a family anymore!"

"Fool, you... have you found a painter for your parents to paint the portrait? If you are buried without the portrait, you will be sent to the unnamed ghost prison, and you will never be born again."

Fool, fool, fool!

Chen Sheng stood at the courtyard gate, leaning his head against the courtyard wall, his fists hidden in his sleeves, clenched very tightly.

People die like a lamp, so invite a painter to paint the image of the deceased as a portrait.

The portrait is placed at home and is enshrined by the family to be missed.

The ghosts that are missed by others are not lonely and wild ghosts. One day, they can enter reincarnation, forget the past, and start a new life.

The rich people in the village naturally prepared all this before the deceased was alive, but Chen Sheng’s parents left suddenly, and the family was really not rich, neither of the two elderly people left a portrait in advance.

Now, the two corpses were lying horizontally in the side room, with a white cloth covering a small part of their faces. It has been more than a day.

There was an old painter in the village, but Chen Sheng went several times and knocked the blood on his head. He only asked the painter to paint the portrait first. If he had money in the future, he would definitely return it twice.

But the painter didn't respond, leaving Chen Sheng's parents' corpses to be left here, and sent Chen Sheng away only with a rule that he could not break his charges.

The painter communicates the spiritual power of the world and the earth, using the pen in his hand as the medium to draw all things in the world, and all things are naturally spiritual.

Near the courtyard of Chen Sheng's house, villagers stood in twos and threes.

Some people laugh, some are calm, some are ridiculed, some are pitiful, and some lament.

But it is absolutely impossible for them to take money and pool money to help Chen Sheng's family.

Even this is really just a small amount of money.

Even though the two old people have made countless contributions to the village during their lifetimes, they have been kind-hearted throughout their lives, but when there are people in the village, they will respond to every request.

At this moment, you can experience the evil of human heart most!

Chen Sheng leaned against the door, and the blood on his forehead hadn't dried up yet. He looked at these people coldly. Perhaps he should call the uncle, the Erniang, the eldest brother and the second brother, the so-called relatives.

relative? Ha ha. Chen Sheng sneered in his heart.

"Cough cough." Suddenly, a violent cough came from the back room.

Chen Sheng shook his body, got up hurriedly, and ran towards the back room.

"Lao Liu?" He yelled, went in and supported the old man, patted his back a few times, and the old man was relieved.

This old Liu's family was destroyed, and he fled all the way to live here. It was Chen Sheng's father who took out the last bit of food from the family during the famine period and let them survive.

None of the relatives who often come to their home to borrow money from the west during the day have stepped into this home. Instead, it was the outsider whom his father helped out in the past. Hearing about it, he rushed over all night.

Now that Liu is old and old, he rushes all the way and is in very bad health.

"Why it seems to hear a loud noise, but what happened?" The old man opened his mouth and asked.

"No, it's okay. It's just a group of children making noise outside the door and fighting. The adults came over and said a few words, but the more noisy they got, the worse they got.

"Oh." Liu Lao took a deep look at Chen Sheng and sighed, "Shengzi, I told your father last time, now there is no one at home who needs you to take care of. Tomorrow is the first day of February, you go It’s better to try if you can go to the Ningyun Sect and mix with a handyman. It’s better than farming at home.”

"Lao Liu." Chen Sheng shook his head, "How can a sect like Ningyunzong look at me?"

"You are born with infinite strength, and your strength is getting stronger and stronger. You are afraid that you will not be able to control your strength and hurt those people, so you deliberately stay away from them. As a result, you are treated as a fool. I really think I don't know, so confused. Yet?"

"If you are not afraid that you are famous and attract the attention of interested people, you are just going to be his disciple of Ningyun Sect, and you are qualified!" Old Liu insisted loudly, again with a violent cough.

"Lao Liu, why did you say this?" Chen Sheng glanced at the old man in amazement. He didn't know the meaning of this sentence, which attracted the attention of interested people. Who is the caring person?

Old Liu paused, with some hesitation flashing across his face, before he said, "Chen Sheng, your parents were in good health a few days ago, but now they both died suddenly. Do you really think they are dying normally?"

"Don't look at me like that, and don't ask me anything. You dare not even go to Ningyun Sect. You can't even bury your parents. Even if I know anything, I can't tell you like this. If you want to know the truth, you can , Go to Ningyun Sect, come up with some real skills and ask me again."

Coming out of the back room, Chen Sheng's eyes became more complicated. After a long time, he laughed at himself, "There are other reasons for the death of my parents? But I don't even know the qualifications?"

With a look of disappointment, Chen Sheng went straight to the side room, only to see the two old men lying there with no blood on their faces, eyes open.

If the portrait is not painted, no coffin, no burial, no draping!

You can only put the body in the coffin so alone.

This is just not looking down.

Die, don't look down!

Puff!

Chen Sheng knelt on the ground abruptly, his knees knocked on the hard ground, the uneven bluestone scratched his knees, and the intense pain crazily stimulated his mind.

His Chen family is loyal and honest, willing to give, but the result?

Kind, really rewarded?

He Chen Sheng, clearly can be a dragon, why has he forbeared to become a dog?

"Parents, today I will take your two elders to Ningyun Sect. If I can pass the test and enter Ningyun Sect tomorrow, I will definitely ask an expert to paint a portrait for you, bring you back, and be buried in peace!"

"No matter what the cause of your death is, I will trace it to the end, but I will not let anyone involved!"

At this moment, Chen Sheng suddenly seemed to change from a simple and honest silly boy to a man, a man who dares to take responsibility!

The two coffins in the house were already prepared. Chen Sheng’s father personally made them before his death. He prepared the coffins for himself in advance. This is a villager’s habit. He was afraid that he would have no place to bury him. Chen Sheng personally put the two old people in the coffin. .

Carefully take out a piece of bronze that I inexplicably like to hold in my mouth since I was a child. This is the only thing that is still special in the house.

He came across from the earth, and this thumb-sized bronze block was the only thing he carried with him.

Chen Sheng always felt that this bronze piece was inseparable from his journey.

There are seven holes in the bronze, large and small, which were tied with a black rope by Chen Sheng's mother, who was now wearing it around his neck.

"Huh."

Prepared properly, Chen Sheng snorted, and even carried the two coffins, which add up to several hundred kilograms, on each shoulder.

He was born with supernatural power, several times greater than ordinary people.

When I walked out of the house, I was about to talk to Lao Liu, only to find that Lao Liu was standing at the door with an inexplicable smile on his mouth, waving his hand to him, beckoning him to leave.

"Okay, Lao Liu, wait for me to come back!" Chen Sheng gritted his teeth and strode towards the door.

From now on, he had only one purpose, to enter Ningyun Sect, to paint portraits for his parents, and to bury his father and mother.

As a son of man, we must be filial!

And just as Chen Sheng just stepped out of the door, Old Liu's voice sounded in the back room.

If these words were to be heard in Chen Sheng's ears, I was afraid that it would be like thunder on the ground, leaving him at the scene in a daze.

"Chen Sheng, your parents have not reached the end of their lives, but both died early. You are still young and don’t know what happened back then. But your parents don’t want you to worry about them. They have never mentioned it to you. But even if you don’t care about it, the other party will Will you really let you go?"

"The day after tomorrow is the second day of February. On the day the dragon raises its head, whether the chance in the Ningyun Sect can be contaminated by you depends on your luck."

"I'm going to Ning Yunzong now, I just hope you can step into the practice together, don't ask for revenge, but ask for self-protection."

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Faced with the eyes of everyone in the village, everyone's comments, and everyone's ridicule, Chen Sheng didn't listen to, watch, or whatever, he just carried two red coffins and rushed to the southwest of the village.

Along the way, he didn't say a word, didn't stop a step, didn't pause, but his eyes grew sharper and brighter.

In him, as if he had received a kind of sublimation.

Until, from afar, a towering white marble stepped in front of him.

This step was built straight to the top of the mountain. For some reason, the three characters on the top of the mountain, Ningyunzong, are still the same size even if they are seen from such a distance.

Ningyun Sect, outside the border city of East Shengzhou, the largest sect!

Without staying, Chen Sheng carried the coffin and started climbing.

Tomorrow, the first day of February, is the day when Ningyun Sect recruits disciples, but today outside the mountain gate, there are already intermittent people waiting.

Chen Sheng's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The two brightly colored coffins were so dazzling, and every step he fell, the vibration of the ground was also very exaggerated.

Chen Sheng's body was originally a little thin and weak, but at this moment, it appeared so tall.

"Let me go, who is this buddy, so unique?"

"That's all for grandstanding."

The young man carried the coffin on his shoulders and walked silently to the front of the mountain gate. Only then did he slowly put the coffin down and stood in place without saying a word.

The coffin was put down, the portrait was not painted, and the coffin was not allowed to be covered. Everyone immediately saw the scene. Some timid people took a few steps backwards, their faces pale.

They are all young people who have not yet entered the sect experience, have never seen such a scene.

"Father, mother." Chen Shengduan sat between the two coffins, "Waiting for me, being a son, must take the best portrait to send you to the land of reincarnation, rebirth and detachment."