Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"I don't understand." Zhang Chunliang sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking at Ge Qiu Sheng with a complicated look.

"Why did a small river become a prison for criminals? How many wronged people are there in this prison?"

Ge Qiu Sheng couldn't hold back and ate all the dumplings in the lunch box. There were rice crumbs hanging on his stubble and his expression was relaxed, which was rare.

"A ditch is just a ditch, and a prison is just a prison. There is only one criminal imprisoned here." Ge Qiu Sheng said mysteriously.

But Zhang Chunliang surprisingly understood what he meant.

"If everyone is innocent, then the person who is wrongfully imprisoned for committing a crime becomes the victim. Correspondingly, the person who judges everyone guilty is the real 'sinner'."

As far as Zhang Chunliang knows, there is only one person who has the right to judge evil.

Xiaoping.

He whispered the name.

A person who climbs to the pinnacle of power step by step with hatred and anger, when he can control the fate of others at will, can he still maintain his original intention?

"When I knew him, he was living a miserable life." Ge Qiu Sheng couldn't help but pulled over the bowl that Zhang Chunliang had placed on the table and took a sip of the sweet potato porridge in it.

Ge Qiu Sheng came from a well-off family, but he had a stubborn and rebellious personality, especially during adolescence. He was unwilling to follow his family's arrangements to go to junior high school, and ended up going to an irregular school by mistake.

Here, he met Xiaoping.

"His bed was peed on and his lunch box was spit on." Ge Qiusheng put down his bowl and began to recall those not-so-good years of his youth. "I saw him hiding in the toilet several times and he didn't dare to go out, because as soon as he showed up, those bastards would be like chicken blood, wanting to show off their power to him."

Xiaoping really doesn't fit in with everyone here. He really wants to study hard, but he doesn't have any family background, so naturally he becomes everyone's punching bag.

At that time, Ge Qiu Sheng, who was very jealous of evil, helped him.

"I spoke to him twice, and that group of people didn't dare to bully him openly anymore. Sometimes when we were rich, I would give him a few pens, and he would be happy for the whole day. He was even energetic enough to get beaten."

Ge Qiusheng was somewhat helpless. Xiaoping was a stubborn man who would work hard to achieve what he decided to do. So despite being beaten all the time, he still took root and sprouted in this terrible place.

"He really doesn't have much money, but he seems to have two country friends." Ge Qiusheng narrowed his eyes and recalled, then smiled for a while, "They are from Xiaohegou. They come to the town every now and then to give him some things. I've seen them, and they are all cheap food."

That year, there was a bumper sweet potato harvest. Xu Aiyong drove a ox cart and together with Xu Guifen, he delivered a large bag of sweet potatoes to Xiaoping.

"During that time, he rarely had enough to eat, and he always wanted me to taste his sweet potatoes, saying they were very sweet. I knew he wanted to thank me."

Ge Qiu Sheng lowered his head and looked at the sweet potato porridge of which he had drunk more than half a bowl. He wondered what he was thinking about.

"After that, I stayed there for a year and was about to leave. My parents didn't want me to waste my youth there, so they forced me into a regular junior high school."

Ge Qiu Sheng went to see Xiaoping twice. He was beaten up and covered with bruises in the middle of winter. He was wearing a thin coat and was dazed in the cold wind. He accidentally saw him and turned around and ran away.

"After I got back, I refused to go to school. I told my parents that if they wanted me to go to junior high school, they should take Xiaoping with me."

Ge Qiu Sheng was crazy about martial arts novels at the time, and he felt that he was particularly like a hero at that moment.

Xiaoping and Ge Qiusheng's parents signed an IOU, promising to pay back his junior high school tuition double when he became an adult.

But Xiaoping was very promising. He not only went to junior high school, but also went to high school, and finally went to a very good university.

"My parents held a three-day banquet and adopted him as their godson." Ge Qiusheng curled his lips, and his old face began to droop again. "In the end, his godson, after gaining power, sent their own son to prison."

"That bastard made the wrong judgment and didn't even give the person a chance to change his confession." Ge Qiu Sheng took advantage of Xiao Ping's relationship and got a job in the government agency at that time. He was very popular for a while, but the ambition in his heart remained unchanged.

"I had a quarrel with him, and I was so angry that night that I secretly stole the case file, hoping to help the unfortunate guy who was wrongly accused."

As a result, he was accidentally discovered by other comrades, and the matter became a big deal. They directly put him in jail on the grounds of leaking agency secrets.

"That bastard has seen me several times and said he could get me out as long as I bow my head and apologize to him." Ge Qiu slammed the table in anger, "He has forgotten why he became an official in the first place! He actually wants to use the backdoor!"

Ge Qiu Sheng's stubbornness flared up and he started cursing Xiao Ping, calling him worse than pigs and dogs, and then he ran away with a sullen face.

However, he did not stay in jail for many days. It happened that there was a strict investigation in the country, and his crime was considered a serious crime at the time, so he was soon shot.

"At that time, I was 39 years old and had two sons," Ge Qiu Sheng recalled with some emotion.

Zhang Chunliang stared at Ge Qiusheng and asked softly, "Do you blame him?"

"I just hate him for being blinded by greed and forgetting the oath he made in the beginning." Ge Qiusheng said with a stern face, a little angry, "That bastard should probably blame me. I heard from them that he offended a lot of people in order to save me. I guess he won't be able to get away with it after I die."

"Look, this little bastard hates me so much that he locked me up in this shabby place and refused to let me out. I'm in trouble! There's still a big evil and a big cancer in this village! I'm worried every day... I'm just looking forward to when that ungrateful bastard will calm down and let me go."

Zhang Chunliang suddenly asked him a strange question: "Have you been to the farmland since you came here?"

Ge Qiusheng choked for a moment, then shook his head: "I didn't allocate land to myself, and I've never held a hoe in my life. I'm afraid I'll ruin good things. I have a village chief's allowance, which is enough to take care of my food and clothing."

Zhang Chunliang smiled and said, "There is a piece of land east of Xiaohegou Creek. I have been there before, but I didn't know much about it at the time. Now that I think about it, that piece of land probably belonged to Xiaoping."

Ge Qiusheng was confused and looked at him with a frown: "What does his broken land have to do with me? I didn't give it to anyone else, and I don't plan to occupy it."

"But he left that piece of land to you. Two of the sweet potatoes planted in that field have become spirits. They have your face and wander around the field every day. They are probably waiting for you to find them."

Ge Qiusheng showed an incredible expression and touched his old face: "This bastard, he put his face on the sweet potato, who is he bullying?!"

Zhang Chunliang couldn't help laughing out loud. He shook his head and said, "I think Xiaoping was saved by two things in his life. One was the sweet potato that kept him from starving to death, and the other was the squad leader who protected him."

Therefore, in his mind, these two things can be integrated into one, and the sweet potato spirit is also the only NPC monster in this copy world that actively saves people.

"Thank you, I roughly know where we are now." Zhang Chunliang looked at Ge Qiu Sheng who was in a daze and thanked him solemnly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Xiaoping's world of thought."

A sigh seemed to be heard in the void.

In order to punish himself, Xiaoping locked himself in the village he least wanted to remember, and made it his eternal prison.

In his subconscious, he brought all the people he had ever felt guilty about here, allowing them to wantonly trample on his thoughts and whip his tortured conscience - even, all the players' tasks were to awaken his most painful memories again and again. He was the 'guilty man', and everything here was a judgment he had imposed on himself.

Ge Qiusheng didn't quite understand what he said, and looked at him in confusion: "What 'guilty person'? What player?"

Zhang Chunliang did not respond to his question, but suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Village head, what is Xiaoping's full name?"

Ge Qiusheng looked at him in confusion for a long time, then uttered two words: "Qiu Ping."

Zhang Chunliang relaxed his back and took a deep breath.

His guess was confirmed.

Since Xiaohegou is a prison, who is responsible for sending them to the prison?

The Attorney General, of course.

And the part of their journey into the creek should have been escorted by the Attorney General.

He still remembered what Yingzi said to the bus driver before getting off the bus on the first day he arrived.

——Brother Qiu, thank you for giving us a ride.

——We are all fellow villagers, there is no need to thank me.

It turned out that he had met the grown-up Xiaoping so long ago.