Mr. Liao was about to say something when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.
The sound was so dense that it seemed to come from underground or from the cracks in the mountain. It then approached him anxiously little by little.
Mr. Liao's body stiffened and his head seemed to be stuck. He slowly turned his head to look to the side.
Then, he saw a scene that terrified him.
Countless insects, densely packed black insects crawled out from the ground and the mountain walls, crawling towards him quickly.
Mr. Liao opened his eyes wide in horror, his mouth bulging with stomach ache, and then watched the bugs crawl into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"Ahhh--!" The shrill wails echoed again and again in the deep valley.
The little golden dragon covered his ears and said in annoyance, "What a noisy thing, useless thing. When you were torturing the little girls and boys, didn't you think their shrill screams were very nice to hear? Didn't you think you enjoyed their frightened, scared and desperate looks? Why, now it's your turn, shouldn't you feel happy and enjoy it?"
The shrill howling lasted for a whole stick of incense. Those insects that came out from nowhere suddenly retreated like the tide as if they had received some instructions.
At this time, Mr. Liao's face was covered with blood and flesh bitten by the biting teeth, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.
However, the thin spiritual power under the mountain began to enter his body, repairing his fatal injuries and allowing him to remain conscious and continue to endure the torment but unable to die.
Little Golden Dragon chuckled and said, "How is it? Is the boss's medicine effective? Every day, for a stick of incense, your body will emit a fragrance that attracts insects and ants. After a stick of incense, the fragrance will turn into a smell that insects and ants hate. This ensures that you are suffering every moment, but you will never die."
“No… No… Spare… my life… Spare my life…” Mr. Liao’s voice was already hoarse and broken, and the fear in his eyes turned into tears and despair. “Please, please… kill me… kill me…”
The smile on Little Golden Dragon's face suddenly turned cold, and he sneered, "When those people you tortured begged for mercy like you did, did you spare them? Now in this dark and damp underground where there is no sunlight, you can feel the despair and torture they once experienced, and feel their curses and resentment."
"Finally, there is one more thing my boss asked me to tell you. Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. Karma goes round and round. Do you think the heavens will forgive a perverted scum like you?"
After saying that, the little golden dragon quickly set up a soundproof barrier underground, and then flew away from this place slowly.
He couldn't wait to go back to his boss, for he was afraid that if he looked at this scumbag any longer, he would vomit out the demon pill he had eaten.
Under the crack, Mr. Liao only felt as if the screams and cries of those boys and girls kept ringing in his ears.
Then, hideous and resentful faces kept appearing before his eyes, each of them was covered in wounds and incomplete, stretching out their bony claws towards him, demanding his life.
"Ahhh--!!" Mr. Liao let out a shrill scream and fainted.
However, his journey to hell is far from over. (To be continued)