Three Hundred and Thirty-Four. Ghost Rider Aunt Mei

Jude let go of his hand, and Aunt Mei stood up with her hands supported. At this moment, the ground had been dug out a deep hole of more than ten meters.

"Auntie, let's talk when we come up." The little spider stood by the pit and shouted.

Aunt Mei looked around hesitantly, and Jude gave a suggestion: "Mei, try to jump up, and you will discover a new world."

The old lady nodded slightly, she trusted Jude very much.

However, due to her aging body, she hadn't done strenuous exercise for a long time, and felt that her body was a little stiff. Aunt Mei just tapped her feet lightly.

Who knew, just by tapping her toes like this, the old lady leaped up to a height of more than ten meters on the ground, waving her arms wildly with an expression of disbelief.

The little spider hurriedly jumped up and caught her.

Aunt Mei looked at her legs in disbelief: "Peter, I..."

The little spider smiled and said, "It's amazing, isn't it? When I was first bitten by a spider, the situation was similar to yours. You have to learn to control your own power first."

Aunt Mei twisted her body lightly, and all the sore parts healed up, and she felt that she was full of energy, as if she had inexhaustible strength.

"Wow... For an old man, this is really like discovering a new world. My eyes are no longer cloudy, and I can see the leaves on the tree on the street."

"The joints don't hurt anymore, and I think it's amazing that I don't feel bad when it rains."

Jude walked to her side: "May, this is the role of the Spirit of Vengeance, but the power it gives you is not only physical strength, try using hellfire."

"Hellfire, what's that? What should I do?"

"If you don't know, talk to the little guy in your body and it will help you."

Aunt Mei closed her eyes and frowned slightly, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "The Spirit of Vengeance has a question. If you are willing to answer him, it will consider helping me."

Jude shook his finger: "Mei, don't be too weak. If the Spirit of Vengeance doesn't have a host, it won't be a fart, so you are the one with the upper hand."

"But I'm a person who likes to answer other people's questions,

That would show my IQ, and the stupidity of the questioner, so ask. "

"It wants to know, why are you not affected by the Eye of Judgment?"

"Hi... So this is the problem. It's very simple, because I never think that what I did was wrong. For those who died, I never felt guilty, never regretted, and never felt guilty."

"The prerequisite for the Eye of Judgment to be effective is that the person being judged has a sense of guilt, but I don't feel guilty. How can I be judged?"

"I don't think it's just me. If it is allowed to judge the clown and the punisher, the result will be invalid, because we never think that what we do is wrong."

The little spider scratched its head: "Mr. Herbert, is this reasonable? According to this statement, wouldn't those perverted murderers or hell demons also be immune to the eyes of judgment?"

Gudong Gudong...

"Hi...idiot! No matter how perverted a murderer is, he also understands in his heart that what he killed was wrong, and I don't think it's wrong at all. It's a problem at the root of his consciousness."

"The devil is even simpler, because what the eye of judgment judges is not the devil itself, but the souls absorbed by the devil. The devil itself can be immune to judgment, but the soul absorbed by the devil cannot be immune."

Now Jude Herbert, to be precise, has three souls in his body.

The most powerful one is naturally Grandpa Rick, and his unfettered nihilism makes him destined not to be affected by the eyes of judgment.

The second is Chen Xing. Many people may have forgotten the protagonist's name. As a young man of the new era who grew up under the red flag, although he had an evil desire to peep into the women's restroom, he didn't implement it, and the effect of the trial was not great.

In the end, it was the original owner of this body, Jude Herbert. This man was the most unlucky man, his soul was broken, and he was a kind loser before his death, so naturally there is nothing to judge.

To sum up, even if the Eye of Judgment takes effect, at most it will give Jude a headache for a while.

But it is a pity that the souls of the three are fused together, especially with the addition of Grandpa Rick, which makes his soul strength far beyond imagination, and he is directly immune to slight damage, resulting in no result in the end.

After getting the answer, the Vengeful Spirit also calmed down. After all, he couldn't beat him again and again, and was threatened to be sent back to hell. After weighing the pros and cons, the Vengeful Spirit, longing for freedom, chose to give in.

There was a bang in the air, and Aunt Mei's head turned into a flaming skull again, but she no longer went berserk.

Jude laughed and said: "That's right, it seems that you are also a person who knows flattery."

"Mei, ghost riders usually have their own unique mounts and weapons, choose yours now."

Aunt Mei said with some embarrassment: "As an old man, my family conditions were not good when I was young. I couldn't afford a car at all, and I couldn't ride a horse."

"Hi... Try it and choose the one you are best at."

"okay."

Aunt Mei looked around, and finally found that only that thing seemed to be able to drive by herself.

She opened her mouth and spewed hellfire, and the pillar of fire rushed out, pouring like lava onto a bicycle parked by the side of the road.

In an instant, the bicycle was assimilated by the hellfire, but... it was still a bicycle.

"Uh... May, don't you think about it again? Isn't the bike a bit too low?"

Aunt Mei said with some embarrassment: "But I only know how to ride a bicycle."

"It's okay, I'll help you modify it, even if it's a bicycle, it must be the most handsome bicycle."

Afterwards, Aunt Mei was surrounded by hellfire, and after a small tornado, a frying pan appeared in her left hand and a frying spoon appeared in her right hand.

Even though the frying pan and the frying spoon look a bit vicious after being blessed by hellfire, in the final analysis... they are still fucking kitchen utensils!

Now, even the little spider couldn't see it.

"Aunt, do you really have to think about it again? Using a frying pan and a frying spoon as a weapon will make your opponent laugh to death."

Aunt Mei looked down, then swung the frying pan gently towards the little spider's chest.

The little spider was swung by a pan and hung on the tree, and its coat was burned.

And the pan was like a soldering iron, leaving a dark mark on his chest. If you look closely, it is the pattern of waffles.

"Peter, if you dare not listen to Mr. Herbert in the future, I will teach you a lesson first, do you hear me?"

"Cool! You're just amazing, May!"

Jude stretched out two thumbs in praise, the little spider was swung dizzy, and fell to the ground with a plop.