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Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 163
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Pablo frowned, “There were laws in the world, and there were rules in the underworld. If you don’t go to the underworld when it's time to go, if you miss the time and become lonely ghosts, you will be killed directly.” After a person dies, he will be detained by the angels, and then go through the process to verify their identity, and then will be taken to the judgment process after confirmation.

When they arrive at the designated place, they will be taken to the underworld by the angels, or sent to heaven after verification, or directly sent to get their memories erased and then go to reincarnation.

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Or be taken to the palace of Hades, interrogated and sent to hell to be punished...

Those who refused to leave or did not have household registration and other special circumstances to stay in the human world will eventually lose their souls.

In short, everything had strict regulations.

The ghosts wandering in the world did not meet the regulations, and anyone who saw them could be killed.

The female ghost repeatedly pleaded, “I know, | know... But my two children died so pitifully, | just want to find some blessings for my children, so that they will have a good pregnancy in their next life...” Lilly asked curiously, “How did you die? Also, what do you want to say, grandma?” The female ghost began to cry and tell.

“A year ago, | was still pregnant with my second baby, and | crossed the road with my other child...” Because the traffic light was too far away, she felt a little lazy, and saw that everyone else was crossing the road, so she also took her elder child—that is, this little gir—to walk through the road...

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“There were no cars that day, but who knew that there was a loud noise in the distance, and we already flew out before | could react.” Her daughter died together with her, and her pregnant belly was crushed and ruptured on the spot, and the fetus was not spared either.

The female ghost cried, “It's all my fault, it's all my fault...” “If I hadn’t been lazy, if | had walked the traffic lights with my children, maybe this wouldn't have happened...” “I don't regret my death, but my child, my child was only seven years old, she had just entered elementary school, and she still had a bright future...” “And my little treasure, he was never born, and he didn’t even get to see the world...” The female ghost wept bitterly.

Pablo was used to seeing life and death, so he said coldly, “Everyone had his own fate, it was you who didn’t obey the traffic order first, and you shouldn't drag your two children after death.” The female ghost defended, “I didn’t drag my two children, I just wanted to find some blessings for my children...” Pablo sneered, “Earn blessings, earn virtue, why not go to the Ghost Capital of the Underworld? You can also earn there.” The female ghost could not answer, so she could only sob in a low voice.

Going to the Ghost Capital of the Underworld...there were so many ghosts earning virtue, how hard would that be...

She raised her eyes, filled with tears, and pleaded pitifully, “I had it in front of me, please, | only need two small pieces...” She turned to look at Jean, “Please, you had so many blessings, | don't need it, but my children were innocent, please give them some...” Pablo had no expression on his face, he had already seen through everything, and said mercilessly, “Are you really doing it for your child?” “That is just your selfish excuse. Because you killed two children, you regret and blame yourself... That's why you had to ‘make up’ the two children, just to let your own conscience live. But if it wasn’t for you, the two children would have gone to be reincarnated.” The female ghost’s pale face became even paler, and she shook her head again and again, “No, it’s not like this, my children were too pitiful, | really just want to imagine that they can have a good birth...”