Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Aliu was shocked, "What nonsense are you talking about? Every year during the festival, I burn a lot of paper money for my great grandfather, grandfather, and my father. They have an inexhaustible supply of paper money. How can they suffer in hell?"

Kinnara was so angry that he laughed, "I think you look like a human being, but you don't behave well. You just want to steal and do theft. You are worse than a ghost. I say you are a ghost, but you live in this world."

"If you don't believe that your great grandfather, grandfather, and father are suffering in hell, then I will show you."

After saying that, Kinnara waved his hand, and a water curtain suddenly appeared in the air, and scenes were clearly presented.

It was a dark world, with countless blood-stained torture instruments hanging on the wall. The first thing that caught the eye was a big pot filled with oil. The eerie ghost fire was burning fiercely below. After a while, the oil was obviously boiling, making a gurgling sound.

Soon, several ghost officers came over with three people. The three people had disheveled hair and dirty faces, and there was no good on their bodies.

A Liu looked at them and suddenly screamed, "That, that's my father! And my grandfather!"

Although A Liu had never seen his great grandfather, his four generations of descendants looked 80% like him. He knew it was his great grandfather at a glance.

At this time, the ghost officers brought a few people to the oil pan, threw them over their shoulders, and threw them directly into the oil pan. The oil was boiling in the fire, and there was a crackling sound. Suddenly, there was a piercing scream in the oil pan. Even though they were separated by a world, A Liu's body trembled violently and couldn't help covering his ears.

"There are more than eighteen kinds of punishments in the Eighteen Hells. You can find everything you can think of and you can't imagine. Frying in oil is just a trivial one. How about we look at the others?"

Aliu shook his head vigorously, "No, I don't want to watch it anymore."

Kinnara suddenly said sternly, "If you say you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it. You must watch it today so that you can see what kind of life your great-grandfather, grandfather, and father have in the Eighteen Hells."

The pictures appeared frame by frame. Aliu was just a thief. He had never seen such a scene before. He closed his eyes in pain, but Kinnara forced Aliu's eyelids open and forced Aliu to finish watching.

It took Aliu an hour and a half to finish watching all the punishments in the Eighteen Hells. He was soaked all over and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Why, did you see the whole process clearly? Do you want to watch it again?"

Kinnara came to Aliu and said seriously.

"I won't steal anymore. I won't steal anymore!"

Aliu shook his head vigorously, finally knowing that he was afraid. Stealing is fun when you are alive, but what about after death?

Aliu couldn't breathe when he thought of the countless tortures he saw today.

Kinnara said lightly, "You are a thief, and your hands are the biggest devil in your heart. If you really don't steal anymore, just cut off your hands."

After that, Kinnara threw a sharp dagger in front of Kinnara. The dagger fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and Aliu's heart seemed to tremble at this moment.

Kinnara looked at Aliu lightly, without any fluctuations in his heart. If Aliu didn't do it himself, the scenes he saw today would be repeated in his dreams day after day, which was a torture a hundred times more cruel than cutting off his hands.

"I'll cut it!"

Aliu knew very well that if he didn't do it himself, the monk in white in front of him would definitely give him a more severe punishment than cutting off his hands.

A-liu picked up the dagger, gritted his teeth, and chopped it down. The dagger was extremely sharp and encountered almost no resistance. A-liu's hand had already fallen to the ground.

Five fingers are connected to the heart. If one finger is injured, it will be painful, not to mention the direct hand cut off. A-liu rolled on the ground in pain. Kinnara calmly stopped the bleeding for A-liu. After stopping the bleeding, he sent A-liu home.

A-liu's home is a large house with three entrances and three exits. After sending A-liu home, Kinnara said solemnly, "Although your hand is broken, your addiction has not been eliminated. But with your family business, even if you don't steal, you can have enough food and drink. Next, as long as you stop stealing and get rid of your addiction, one day, your hand will grow back again."

After saying that, Kinnara turned around and left, leaving A-liu staring at his back blankly. Since then, A-liu has really stayed at home honestly and never stole again.

After solving the problem of A-liu, Kinnara immediately found A-dao. A-dao was a sturdy man with a face full of flesh, big shoulders and a thick waist. He loved fighting the most. However, with Kinnara's means, he successfully made A-dao change his ways and even joined Buddhism, ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name, and never fought with others again.

After solving the problems of A-liu and A-dao, the only condition left for the high priest was A-xiu from the brothel.

Jinlianyuan, the largest brothel in the city, A-xiu was the oiran of this brothel, the kind that cost thousands of gold a night.

Kinnara spent a lot of money to keep A-xiu for a night. At night, Kinnara came to A-xiu's room and smelled some blood strangely.

Kinnara's heart moved, and he quietly opened the door. He saw that in a box in front of A-xiu, there were all human fingers. One of them was the freshest, as if it had just been cut off. The bloody smell came from this finger.

Kinnara asked, "Why do you cut off other people's fingers when they have spent money?"

"These people are all ungrateful. It's a bargain for them to ask them to give you one finger."

Ah Xiu wiped the blood off her fingers with a towel, then locked it in a box. Then she stood up. When she saw Kinnara, a look of surprise flashed across her clean and refined face, "You are a monk, are you from the Buddhist sect?"

"Yes."

Kinnara nodded.

Ah Xiu's face showed a hint of coldness, "People from the Buddhist sect would actually come to the Golden Lotus Courtyard to have fun. This is the first time I've seen them. Let's act quickly."

Just as Ah Xiu finished speaking and was about to take off the gauze on her body, Kinnara spoke up, "No need to take off your clothes."

After saying that, Kinnara took the quilt directly from the bed, spread it on the ground, and began to meditate.

Ah Xiu stared at Kinnara blankly, and she didn't know when she put down her hand on her clothes. She stood up, blew out the light, lay on the bed, and asked Kinnara, "Since you have spent money, why don't you take action?"

Kinnara smiled, "Since I am a Buddhist, how can I do such a thing?"

Ah Xiu exhaled a breath of turbid air and continued to ask, "Since you know that it is not appropriate for you to come to such a place as a Buddhist, why do you still come?"

This time, Kinnara didn't speak, his eyes were closed, and his mind was wandering.

Ah Xiu also didn't speak, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.