Zhou Sixing had no hatred towards Wuming. His hatred was merely an impulse caused by his inability to fulfill his desire.
"Ahhh, let me out!!!"
When Wuming and the jailer completely disappeared from his sight, he felt his internal organs burning with desire, and he let out a roar in pain.
But no one paid any attention to him, and he could only suffer in prison.
As the jailer judged, killing him would be too easy for him, and locking him up in prison would be the greatest torture for him.
Wuming heard Zhou Sixing's roar, but he did not turn back. Instead, he continued to move forward with the jailer. Soon they arrived at the next prison.
Each prison is far away from each other, and the prisoners have no way to communicate with each other. This is also a punishment for them. They are almost in solitary confinement forever, suffering in emptiness and loneliness day and night.
"Torch, the arsonist, why was he sentenced to life imprisonment?" Wuming looked at a middle-aged man with red hair, as thin as a skeleton, and asked the jailer.
The jailer replied, "He set a fire in a temporary residential area and burned several people to death. However, he is autistic and he acted because someone provoked him. However, even if he is sick, he must accept the punishment, so..."
"Okay, I understand. Let's go to the next place." Wuming glanced at the torch and continued walking forward.
Afterwards, Wuming and the jailer looked at many prisoners, and Wuming gradually formed a list in his mind, those who really deserved to die and those who were excusable.
For those who really deserve to die, he will directly send them to the Western Paradise when the time comes. As for those who do not deserve the death penalty, he will send them to a parallel world to fend for themselves.
Since there is a guaranteed Bodhisattva, he should be able to go to the Western Paradise after death. At most, he can just recite the Heart Sutra a few more times.
After confirming all the targets, Wuming returned to his home which he had not lived in for some time. A moment later he saw Su Jingyao and Chen Weihua coming over.
Su Jingyao was wearing a princess dress and looked like a little loli. When she saw Wuming, her eyes lit up and she threw herself on Wuming.
"Wait, you're hugging me too tightly. The minimum sentence is three years, and the maximum is death penalty!" Wuming said helplessly, making a surrender gesture with his hands.
Su Jingyao speechlessly let go of Wuming and said, "I will grow up soon!"
"Let's talk about it when you grow up." Wuming pinched Su Jingyao's cheek and said with a smile.
Then he looked up at Chen Weihua, who said helplessly, "Su Jingyao heard that you were back and insisted on coming to see you. I couldn't do anything about it."
"I understand. It's because I'm so charming." Wuming touched his hair and said narcissistically.
Su Jingyao rolled her eyes, then floated up, landed on the ground and said, "Vincent."
"Sister Weihua, should I start transferring the prisoners tomorrow?" Wuming smiled triumphantly at Su Jingyao, then looked at Chen Weihua and asked.
Chen Weihua nodded and said, "Well, the formalities should be completed tomorrow."
Transferring prisoners is not something that can be done at will. Some necessary procedures are required. These procedures will eventually be summarized in the files so that people in the future will know where these prisoners ended up.