Chapter 151: Mire King Jingyin sat there with a heavy heart and did not ask any further questions. "After your brother was out of danger, you realized that you had wrongly killed an honest official?" Zhao Lin asked. Ding Datian took a deep breath and replied, "Yes. But the dead cannot be resurrected, so there is no point in regretting." "What happened next?" Zhao Lin continued to ask. "Later..." Ding Datian said in a deep voice, "I thought I had no future. When I learned that the person I killed was an honest official, I wanted to die, but I couldn't abandon Dadi who was suffering from an incurable disease. After completing the mission that time, I wanted to take Dadi away from Goulu City and live in another place, but I couldn't leave because I was a member of the killer organization. My actions began to be noticed by people in the organization. I once asked the person who gave me the mission calmly why he told me that the honest official was a bad official. He said that it would not be easy to get things done without using some means to deal with inexperienced new killers. I was extremely angry in my heart, but I couldn't do anything to him or the killer organization. They had the handle that I had killed people, and what was worse was that they knew I had a younger brother. When they saw that I didn't want to do something according to their requirements, they would not only bring up the handle that I had killed people before, but also mention my brother's name and threaten me with my brother's life. This left me with no choice. Dadi He would get sick every once in a while, and every time he got sick, he needed a lot of money. That amount of money was not something that a person like me who didn't have much ability could get in a short time by doing serious work, and as a murderer, I could no longer go to the Ji Ren Society for help. On the one hand, I couldn't offend the people in the killer organization, and on the other hand, I needed money to treat Dadi's illness, so I had to accept the tasks they gave me again and again - killing - regardless of whether the person to be killed was innocent or not. The killer didn't need to consider whether the person to be killed was a good person or a bad person, and he didn't even need to know it. Even if he knew it, it would be meaningless, because he would have to kill. All the killer had to do was to "kill". I just carried the wronged souls and survived by stepping on other people's lives. My hands were covered in blood, and faces of people who died with grievances always appeared in front of my eyes. I had to fight the condemnation of my conscience in my dreams at midnight and constantly consider what method would be easier to complete the next task. After a while, the people in the killer organization stopped watching me. " “Haha…” Ding Datian raised his head and looked upward, smiled helplessly, and said sadly: “You don’t always have the opportunity to correct your mistakes in life… Some things, if you make a mistake once, you will be forced to make the same mistake again and again. Once you are trapped in such a quagmire, you will sink deeper and deeper, and no matter how you struggle, you will not be able to get out. I took that wrong step, but I lost my life. Dad and Mom are both very upright people. They once told Dadi and me that we should be upright people all our lives. Unfortunately, I didn’t do it, and it is impossible for me to do it.” After hearing what Ding Datian said, everyone felt heavy in their hearts. When King Jingyin heard him mention "mistake", he thought of the mistake he had made that he could no longer make up for. However, he thought that although his mistake was equally irreparable, it did not lead him to make more mistakes. Zhao Lin felt suffocated in his heart, an indescribable feeling made him feel a little depressed, but he didn't say anything else, just continued to ask: "How did you come to the capital city Qiyi later?"
(End of this chapter)