Chapter 151 (One Hundred and Fifty One) Mud
King Jingyin sat there with a heavy heart and did not continue to ask.
"It was only after your brother was out of danger that you realized you had killed an honest official by mistake?" Zhaolin asked.
Ding Datian took a deep breath and replied: "Yes. But people cannot be resurrected after death, and there is no use regretting it."
"What happened next?" Zhaolin continued to ask.
"Later..." Ding Datian said in a deep voice, "I thought there would be no future for me. When I found out that I killed an upright official, I almost wanted to die, but I couldn't leave Dadi who was suffering from an incurable disease. After completing the mission, I wanted to take Dadi out of Goulu City and live in another place. However, I could no longer leave because I was a member of the killer organization, and my actions began to be criticized by people in the organization. People pay attention. I once asked the person who gave me the task calmly why he told me that the honest official was a bad official. He said that it is not easy to get things done without using some methods to deal with inexperienced killers. Extremely angry, but unable to do anything to him or the killer organization. They have the evidence that I have killed people. What's more serious is that they know that I have a younger brother. When they see that I don't want to do something as they ask. Not only would he bring up evidence that I had killed someone before, but he would also mention my brother's name and threaten me with his life, which left me with no choice. Dadi would get sick every once in a while. Every time I get sick, I need a lot of money. That kind of money is not something that a person like me with little ability can get by doing serious things in a short time, and I, a murderer, can no longer go to the Ji Renhui for help. On the one hand, I can't offend the people in the killer organization, and on the other hand, I need money to treat Dadi's illness, so I have to accept the tasks they give me again and again - to kill - no matter whether the person to be killed is innocent or not. The killer doesn't need to think about the problem. He doesn't even need to know about it. Even if he knows, it's meaningless. After all, he wants to kill. What the killer has to do is just to "kill". I have to live with the lives of others. My hands are stained with blood, and there are always faces that are staring at death in front of my eyes. When I wake up from my dreams at midnight, I have to constantly think about how to complete the next task more easily against the condemnation of my conscience. After a while, the people from the killer organization stopped looking at me. "
"Haha..." Ding Datian raised his head and looked up, smiled helplessly, and said sadly: "There is not always a chance to change in life... Some things, as long as you make a mistake once, you will be forced to make it again and again. Keep making mistakes. Once you are stuck in such a quagmire, you will get deeper and deeper. No matter how hard you try, you will never be able to get out. I made that wrong step, but both my father and mother lost this life. Very upright people, they once told me and Dadi that we should be upright people all our lives, but unfortunately, I have not been able to do it, and it is impossible to do it. "
After listening to Ding Datian's words, everyone felt heavy in their hearts.
When King Jingyin heard him say "wrong", he remembered the wrong thing he had done that he had no chance to correct. However, he believed that although his mistake was equally irreversible, it did not lead him to make more mistakes again and again.
Zhaolin felt depressed in his heart, and an indescribable feeling made him a little depressed, but he didn't say anything else, and just continued to ask: "How did you come to Qiyi, the capital?" (This chapter over)