My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Chapter 173 The Trolley Problem

Wen Jing took a step forward with the axe in hand and threatened, "Still lying?"

Fan Qing was exposed and smiled brightly, "How come you are so alert, little girl? I just can't fool you, right?"

Wen Jing looked at him with disdain, "With all the scams you've set up, only fools would fall for them."

Fan Qing stretched out his left index finger and shook it, "NONONO, let me put it this way, this room is the gate to hell, as long as you walk out of that door you will step into the underworld."

"Once a soul has entered the underworld, it cannot return."

"If there hadn't been a ghost calling you, you would have stepped out."

Wen Jing thought about how she almost stepped out at the beginning, and she was scared, "Well... since you can't seduce my soul, why do you still come to me? Go seduce other souls."

Fan Qing rolled her eyes and said, "Sister, do you want to listen to what nonsense you are talking about?"

"I've been beaten to death by you so many times, do you think it's easy for me?!"

"I have seduced tens of thousands of souls in my career, and you are the first one to stab me."

Wen Jing held the axe in a fighting stance, "I can't die! I still have work to do!"

Fan Qing has become accustomed to hearing everyone's reasons for not wanting to die.

Looking at her posture, he put down the wine glass in his hand and snapped his fingers. The axe in Wen Jing's hand flew over and turned into a book.

He opened it and flipped through it. He turned to a page and clicked on a date. He showed it to Wen Jing. "You should have another 28 years to live. The gates of hell won't open to people with a lifespan. But, your fate seems to have deviated from the correct track and is still changing. The number in your lifespan column keeps changing. As long as your life hangs by a thread, the gates of hell will open for you and we will come to take your soul away."

Wen Jing looked at the date he clicked, which was October 1987, 10. The life expectancy column kept flashing, at least half an hour, and at most sixty-seven years.

She knew very well why, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Fan Qing curled his lips, "Do you want to explain why?"

Wen Jing remained silent.

Fan Qing didn't expect her to answer anything. He turned the book to another page and said to himself, "The ghost who used the forbidden technique with you should have reported to the underworld on December 1975, 12, but he didn't. Instead, he used the forbidden technique with you and was forced to stay in the mortal world."

"And this one called Wen Juan, her life span should have ended on October 1987, 10, but now her life span column is messed up. And that child, originally there was no chance of being born, and she had no soul, but the Heavenly Dao automatically corrected it and added a soul into her."

"Wang Dahai, Wang Dashan, Xu Meiyu, and Zhao Huaimin should have had another twenty years to live, but they died early."

“Those who deserve to die live, and those who deserve to live die.”

"That can only mean that someone has changed his fate in the future. Am I right?"

Wen Jing remained silent.

Fan Qing closed the book, and it turned into a watch, tied obediently around his wrist.

"Do you want to know what will happen to the person who changed your fate?"

Wen Jing asked anxiously, "What will happen to her?"

Fan Qing smiled grimly, "She will be wiped out by the heavens. It's not just her soul that will be torn apart, but she will disappear completely. This is the consequence she should bear."

Wen Jing's eyes widened, "You lied to me!"

Fan Qing snorted, "Why would I lie to you? Have you heard of the butterfly effect? ​​She quietly changed something, and judging by the current development, it has caused a series of chaos, and eventually the world will be in chaos."

Wen Jing's mood was very complicated.

She thought about it again and again, and asked with some difficulty: "Is there any solution? I don't want her to be wiped out."

Fan Qing picked up the wine glass and took a sip elegantly, "Yes."

"any solution?"

Fan Qing said in a gloomy tone, "It's very simple. The origin of all things lies with you. Now things have not developed to the point where they cannot be saved. If you die, everything will return to normal, and she will not be wiped out by the way of heaven."

Wen Jing was silent.

There is a conflict in my mind.

Saving one person is different from saving a group of people.

This is a difficult question to choose.

If she died, all her daughter's efforts would be in vain, and everyone else would meet the end destined by fate.

If she didn't die, her daughter would be wiped out.

The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat.

How can she choose?

a long time.

Wen Jing looked at Fan Qing. He was so high and mighty like a god, and she seemed like an ant.

No matter how hard you struggle, it's all in vain.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and made a decision.

"I choose to die."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Fan Qing curled his lips into a light smile and stood up gracefully, "Then let's go and report to the underworld."

With a snap of his fingers, the door opened.

The world outside the door was pitch black.

There were gusts of cold wind.

Chilled to the bone.

Wen Jing followed behind Fan Qing.

The moment you walk to the door.

With a "puff" sound, a scalpel stabbed into Fan Qing's back.

The force used was so great that only a small part of the scalpel handle was left exposed.

Fan Qing turned around and looked at Wen Jing in disbelief, "You're here again? Are you addicted to stabbing me?"

Wen Jing's face was filled with madness, and she kicked him into the underworld, "What bullshit heaven, what choice, do you really think I'm an idiot, and I believe whatever you say?!"

"I've tried to kill you so many times, but you didn't force me into the underworld. That only means you can't force me to go. That means every ghost that enters the underworld must do so willingly."

"I'm not going!"

Fan Qing was flying in the underworld with a filthy smile on his face and waved at her.

"You're really smart. You've passed this level. See you next time."

"boom!"

The door closed automatically and tightly.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment and was about to curse again.

Everything went dark before my eyes and I knew nothing.

In the operating room.

“Drip-drip…drip…drip…drip…drip…”

"The patient's heart rate has recovered!"

All the doctors breathed a sigh of relief, sweat dripping down their foreheads.

"What are you standing there for? Wipe your sweat!"

"it is good."

I don’t know how long it was before it was dark.

The door of the operating room opened and the surgeon came out with a serious face.

Fang Yanxin's heart skipped a beat, and he was the first to rush over and ask, "Doctor...how...is she?"

An Feng and Xu Ye also rushed over immediately and asked questions at the same time.

The surgeon was used to such scenes and said calmly, "The operation was successful."

The hearts of several people finally settled down.

Just when he was halfway through, the surgeon added, "But the patient is still in danger of death and needs to be observed for a few more days."

These words made several people nervous again.