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Chapter 1378 The Wicked Will Be Punished

Sterquil was perplexed by the situation. "My house is so close to my neighbor's house. Why did the

floodwater and garbage pour into my house?" He quickly sought help from his neighbor, but the latter

refused to assist him and even refused to have any contact with him. They wouldn't even lend him any

tools!

"How heartless!" He was shocked and angry.

Lilly and Jean secretly rejoiced. "Serves him right! It's good to have all the garbage poured into his

house! Let it go back to where it came from! But... what does this have to do with him eating feces? It

remains a mystery in the end."

"And then?" Lilly asked.

Sterquil replied, "The flash flood washed away the foundation of my house..." What annoyed him the

most was that his mother kept crying and shouting, saying it was karma. What kind of karma was this?

Their aspirations lay not in the village but in the outside world. Since their house in the village was

gone, they could either temporarily stay in someone else's house or return to the city to find a bigger

one. The villagers were too busy dealing with the flash flood and had no energy to pay attention to the

pile of garbage.

The stench of this garbage had already seeped into the ground, so others were more or less affected

when the flash flood came. However, Sterquil never expected that it would cause chaos... "I was using

the toilet that night when the scaffolding was all washed away unexpectedly!"

The scaffolding was a wooden structure built on the outside when the house was being constructed.

The moment it collapsed with a loud crash, the scaffolding poles pierced through the bathroom door

and windows. As a result, he was actually trapped in the toilet by several scaffolding poles.

Not only that, the foundation of the house was already unstable. That night, the flood was even

stronger, and the house collapsed, crushing him inside the toilet. "I couldn't move at all. I shouted for

help, but no one came to rescue me." Sterquil hung his head in despair. "The water pipe broke too, and

the water in the toilet gushed back up for some reason."

His head was still stuck in the toilet; he desperately tried to get up but was unable to do so due to the

weight pressing down on him. It was as though God were forcing him to eat feces. As he watched the

sewage surge up from the toilet and engulf his face, he heard the gurgling sound of the underground

water come to a stop, as if it were just trying to drown him.

Of course, Sterquil was unwilling to accept this fate.

The sewage and the foul odor surging in the toilet... Feeling suffocated, he struggled to break free,

about to be drowned. With a determined heart, he started eating the sewage just to consume a layer of

it, wanting to lower the water level to give himself some breathing space.

Unexpectedly, after he managed to eat some of the sewage, the septic tank below started making a

gurgling sound, probably due to the surging floodwaters. The sewage in the toilet began overflowing

again.

Consequently, Sterquil continued to eat the sewage, desperately trying to stay alive... He ate and took

a couple of breaths, but then the sewage surged up again, forcing him to eat again and take another

couple of breaths, only for the cycle to repeat again and again...

In the end, he couldn't eat anymore and couldn't hold back the nausea, so he vomited uncontrollably. In

an instant, feces, urine, sewage, and vomit filled his nose and mouth, choking him to death. After his

death, he kept repeating his obsession—eat up the sewage, catch his breath, and run for his life...

Lilly, Jean, and Crawford Ancestor felt nauseous when they heard this. Even Pablo couldn't help but

turn his face away, covering half of his face with his slender fingers.

The small ghost beast, who had been enjoying its meal, suddenly lost its appetite. The spirit fruit in its

mouth no longer tasted sweet. Despite not being affected by everything that had been said earlier, it

couldn't bear to hear this part of the story.

Lilly covered her mouth, suppressing the urge to throw up. She said, "His obsession is really to eat

feces... Ugh! How disgusting! Just destroy him!"

Crawford Ancestor waved his hand, sending Sterquil flying into the evil eye.

"Ah... You're not keeping your promise!" Sterquil's angry, desperate, and terrified voice came through.

Lilly stuck her head out and shouted, "We didn't promise you anything!"

Sterquil was still angry and unwilling to accept his fate before he fell. "Isn't the Ruler of Hell supposed

to administer justice? If I'm guilty, I can be sent to Hell in any way possible! I'll take it as an early

cultivation for my next life, and I can endure it for a better next life... Who would've known that the Ruler

of Hell is capricious, biased, unfair, and unjust?"

However, he didn't have time to think about it anymore. As soon as he fell into the blood-red pond, he

was immediately submerged by it, melting into the blood-red pond.

Lilly stared blankly at the evil eye, realizing that this was how the blood-red pond was formed. It truly

was a gathering of "evil" and "demonic" forces...

Seeing how Lilly stared at the evil eye in silence for a long time, Crawford Ancestor snorted and

immediately comforted her, saying, "Humph! He deserved it... Lilly, don't burden yourself with this. He is

a foreign ghost who doesn't fall under our jurisdiction. All I did just now was send him back to his

hometown."

Lilly snapped out of her daze and nodded. "Yeah, I know that. I'm not burdened by anything..." It was

true that the Ruler of Hell was supposed to administer justice and pass judgment rightly, but this was

neither the underworld nor Ruler of Hell's Palace... Well, with busy official duties, there is no time to

spare. It wouldn't be wrong just to send the foreign ghost back to his hometown.

Jean muttered, "It was so disgusting. The last part of his story made me want to puke."

The little ghost threw away the remaining bit of the spirit fruit it was eating and sat cross-legged on the

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Crawford Ancestor mumbled, "Dear our ancestors, Lilly isn't acting unjustly. We didn't directly destroy

him; it was just that he sucked. We did give him a way out, but he couldn't escape..."

If Sterquil were to know this, he would have thought, "You're so self-righteous... How could I escape

when you threw me into the evil eye?"