Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Listening to Grandpa 402's confession, Fu Minghui didn't know what to say.

Abandoning a wife and children is obviously a matter of morality and character, and of course it is immoral, but this cruel punishment obviously has nothing to do with that.

Apart from this stain in his life, Grandpa 402 was a good man and acted heroically. He was seriously injured in the line of duty and became a vegetative state.

Good people have a common problem. Whenever something bad happens to them, they have to find the reason within themselves. I never thought that it was not my fault at all, but that I was harmed by evil people!

In this matter, shouldn't Grandpa 402's stepwife, children, and the Tong family be the ones who deserve retribution the most?

Ever since she was able to enter and exit the border, she had believed that good and evil would prevail, but she really wished she could see it earlier.

"If this is your wish, I will do as you wish." Luo Zhao promised.

"This is my wish! It's mine! Wish!" Grandpa 402 shouted excitedly.

In his eyes, which were like dry wells, light seemed to flash for the first time.

Luo Zhao nodded and slowly drew out his lightsaber.

Fu Minghui knew that he rarely killed unless he was dealing with evil spirits.

Most of the souls wandering on the border voluntarily cross this place where life and death meet by fulfilling their wishes.

It is equivalent to persuading people to quit, with certain exceptions, of course.

But this time, Grandpa 402 was trapped.

Trapped by so-called modern medical technology and the secret curse cast by the sorceress, the chains that bound his limbs and body seemed to have been broken, but in fact, their power was still there.

He can't leave by himself.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed so long.

"Please, please give me relief. This is the greatest mercy."

Seeing Luo Zhao hesitating, Grandpa 402 pleaded.

"You can't! You can't do this." The sorceress suddenly shouted, "His body is not dead in reality, killing his soul is the same as murder. You represent the country, you can't kill people! Otherwise, you are committing a crime! If you don't..."

Fu Minghui stepped forward decisively and raised his foot.

The sorceress's hands were tied to the ground in a prone position, and she had to raise her head high because she was speaking.

Fu Minghui's kick hit her right on the chin, and the sorceress fainted because of the force he used. Naturally, he shut up.

Zhang Jianhui looked at Fu Minghui in surprise: This is the first time that a non-staff member has officially taken action against the enemy, and it is not self-protection or defense, but an attack.

"This angle is great for kicking." Fu Minghui was still acting cool, but secretly moved his foot behind the other leg and rubbed it gently.

The force on her feet was wrong, and the instep of her feet hurt as if she had been hit.

Hiss, it hurts so much, I feel like I’m twisting...

In fact, Grandpa 402 is no longer useful to the sorceress, but she just wants to destroy and stop her. She is obviously evil!

There are indeed people in this world who are born bad and harm others without benefiting themselves!

Without the sorceress's interference, Luo Zhao continued to ask, "Are you sure? Do you have no attachment to the world anymore and choose death? Once you make this decision, there is no turning back."

"Don't look back! Don't look back! For so many years, I have been looking forward to this happening every day. I think clearly! Do it, please, let me leave. If there is an afterlife, I don't want it anymore. Such a relative!”

"Since you have decided... okay." Luo Zhao said, thrusting the lightsaber forward.

There was no sword blade, just a golden light that passed through Grandpa 402's body.

There was a look of surprise on the old man's face, as if after years of heart-wrenching prayers, God had finally answered.

Luo Zhao's profile, at this moment, actually looked... compassionate.

This is not killing or death at all, but comfort and fulfillment.

"Thank you, thank you. Thank you..." Grandpa 402 smiled and cried.

There are many kinds of happiness.

Death is Grandpa 402’s happiness.

The old man's figure gradually faded and finally turned into a shadow.

A gust of wind blew from somewhere.

Just like the cool breeze that suddenly appears in the hot midsummer night, it is very gentle and slow, but refreshing, with intoxicating relief and sighs.

Then, close your eyes and fall asleep sweetly.

At this time, Luo Zhao and the other three stood in place, watching the figure of Grandpa 402 completely disappear in the dark chaos.

Finally, relief was obtained.

"What should we do with this woman? She knows too much." This time, Fu Minghui was the first to recover and pointed at the female sorceress who was still in a coma.

"Cut off her white matter." Luo Zhao said seriously.

Fu Minghui rolled his eyes.

This joke can’t be overcome, right?

When they first met, she always thought that the mysterious-looking Luo Zhao would cut off her white matter. He also said that she had watched too many science fiction movies.

"She actually knew that the master was a national player. This is indeed not simple. We need to take her back for investigation." Zhang Jianhui said beside him, "If necessary, we can also remove the white matter in her brain."

He was also serious, but although Fu Minghui trusted him, he was not as absolute as he was with Luo Zhao.

So she was stunned.

Zhang Jianhui couldn't help but smile with his small white teeth, "I'm just teasing you."

Fu Minghui snorted to express his dissatisfaction, but when he turned around and saw Zhen Xiaotao, he felt worried again.

"What should he do? He has such complete memories in the border. After he gets out, I mean after his physical body wakes up in reality, how will he face this? For the bureau, is there a risk of leaking secrets?"

Zhang Jianhui shook his head. "Probably not. After all, this time we are not trying to persuade the dead souls to leave, but to let the living souls with replenished energy return to reality. After this stage, his memory will be damaged. Just like when humans dream, they rarely remember everything clearly when they wake up, right? There will always be omissions. And his rebirth process is very difficult to separate, and he will filter out a lot more information. But..."

He sighed, "He will remember the most exciting part. Basically, it's the parting between life and death."

That is to say, Zhen Xiaotao will remember meeting his deceased grandmother in his "dream".

It felt like grandma's soul came to say goodbye to him and sent him back to reality.

"If he has a very good memory, he can just insist that it was a dream." Zhang Jianhui added, "Human cognition and memory can be deceptive. At that time, except for you, none of us will appear in front of him, so he won't have much reference. After all, he has been a vegetative state for such a long time, it is normal for his brain to produce some fantastic images. The doctor and the people around him will explain it to him this way."

Fu Minghui nodded and said nothing, but he felt that Zhen Xiaotao was a little pitiful.

He was a young hero, but when he woke up he found himself middle-aged.

Twenty years of time were lost, the most beautiful time.

But he had saved others on the border, and his final battle was heroic, but it turned out to be just a dream?

"You know what is best for him." Luo Zhaoxiang said as he took out the seal given by Chi Xin and sucked in the soul of Tong Xin who was lying on the ground like mud, and then walked towards Zhen Xiaotao.

First update.

Think about it, anyone would be devastated if they woke up and found that they were 20 years older, right?

When I woke up, I found myself twenty years older. I must have been reborn.