From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 591

Chapter 591: 298 Hell (First Watch)

Zhao Qin stood up with a smile, “Let’s go, I’ve seen enough of the hustle and bustle.”

Li Jiaojiao shook her head: “These little brats are way worse than us back in the day.”

“That’s because they don’t have a righteous person like Ming Jing.” The last four words were said with a tight emphasis, carrying a hint of sarcasm.

Li Jiaojiao chuckled, “Don’t give her too much credit, she can only scare them a little…”

Her mouth suddenly gaped open, wide enough to fit an egg, and her eyes widened as the double eyelid tape slightly fell off due to the wide movement of her eyes.

Zhao Qin also saw it and hooked her lips in amusement; “Underestimate her, and you’ll suffer.”

“Ouch, ouch, ouch…” Li Yu screamed in pain, her heart filled with horror.

“You bitch, let go of my arm…”

She didn’t even see how the other party made their move, but the hand she was using to grab Zhang Yunfang was grabbed by the other party in the blink of an eye.

Her left hand was twisted around her neck and held behind her back, causing her to hear the cracking sound of her joints. The other hand was gently pressed on her right shoulder, pinning her down like a giant bell and rendering her immobile.

Everyone else instinctively took a step back.

Zhang Yunfang looked at Ming Jing with admiration and couldn’t resist going up to kick Li Yu to vent her anger.

“Bullying the weak is the most shameless act. Buddha once said that those who commit the five heinous sins and the ten evil deeds will descend into the Avīci Hell after death. What is Avīci? It is a place with no gap in time, space, suffering, destiny, and life.”

“Among the thousand hells surrounded by the Great Iron Wall Mountain, there are eighteen major hells. The utterance of a great fire, the nose-utterance of intense heat, and the raging fire entering the heart is Avīci. You guys joke about it all the time, but you must know it well. The Avīci Hell covers a circumference of eighteen thousand miles, with walls one thousand miles high made of pure iron. Blazing flames burn from above to below and from below to above, and hundreds of rakshasa ghosts with teeth like swords and eyes like lightning strike sinners’ mouths, noses, abdomens, and backs with iron spears, tossing them into the air. Iron eagles peck at their eyes, iron snakes coil around their heads and necks. Within every limb and joint, long nails are hammered in; sinners’ tongues are pulled out, their intestines ground and chopped, molten copper is poured into their orifices, and their bodies are bound with burning iron wires…”

Ming Jing’s cold and gentle voice seemed to recount a story, yet everyone present shuddered involuntarily, and their imaginations ran wild as she spoke.

Although the sun was shining overhead, and the breeze was gentle, nobody felt the warmth. A chill crept in from the soles of their feet, reaching all the way to the top of their heads.

Ming Jing released her grip, and Li Yu’s face turned pale as she staggered back a few steps.

Ming Jing swept her gaze over everyone, and the other girls’ faces all turned pale. Zhang Yunfang nervously swallowed her saliva.

Liu Muxue, who had been laughing and joking earlier, couldn’t help but become serious as well.

Li Jiaojiao clenched her fists, “What is she trying to bewitch them with?”

A group of teenage girls, whose naughtiness was written all over their faces, were naturally no match for the already adult Li Jiaojiao and Zhao Qin.

Li Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Qin and found that she was also frowning, seeming to be genuinely frightened.

“You… you’re a liar.” Li Yu weakly retorted.

“Ten evil deeds: killing, stealing, sexual misconduct, lying, double-tongue, harsh speech, idle talk, greed, anger, and wrong views. You have no fear of karmic retribution; you even incite others to commit evil deeds and create more evil karma, adding to your sins.”

With a clear and serene gaze, Ming Jing stood tall under the sun and gentle breeze, radiating a faint golden glow. She looked compassionate yet authoritative, making it hard for anyone to look her in the eye, wishing they could prostrate themselves at her feet.

Li Yu took a step back in astonishment, and the other three girls with her turned pale. Some stared at Li Yu resentfully, while others looked pleadingly towards Ming Jing.

“After the end of your life, you’ll plunge into the Avīci Hell and suffer for countless aeons, enduring countless deaths and resurrections each moment, never stopping until your karmic debts are exhausted. Only then will you be reincarnated to another place and suffer the consequences of your actions. No matter where you are born, you’ll become blind, disabled, or an inferior person, living in a place where you never hear the name of the Three Jewels and never have a chance to practice the Dharma. Believing or not believing is up to your heart. But if the Avīci Hell appears when you’re about to die, it’ll be too late for regret.”

Ming Jing shifted her gaze away from Li Yu and looked at the three frightened girls. One of them mustered the courage to come forward, “I… I didn’t mean to bully anyone. She made me do it.”

Li Yu was indignant, “You’re all so stupid, she’s a liar, she’s just trying to scare you.”

“To slander the Arahant, you’re heaping sin upon sin. Even a thousand Buddhas cannot save you. It is certain that you’ll fall into the Avīci Hell and will never tread on the path to liberation throughout eternity.” As Ming Jing’s calm words hit the ground, it seemed like the judgment of fate. Li Yu’s face drained of color, and she stood stunned.

Ming Jing’s gaze fell on the three girls in front of her, and she smiled as she patted their heads, “From now on, strive to do good and never harbor evil thoughts or commit evil deeds again. The Buddha senses your sincere repentance and, in every moment, forgives the sins of your eighty billion kalpas of life and death, allowing you to be reborn in the Western Paradise World…”

As she spoke, Ming Jing suddenly paused.

In the lower realms of the Lotus Flower, the lotus blossoms remained closed for eons while sentient beings experienced three obstacles, much like the joys of the three meditations. It was only after twelve Great Aeons…

“Sister, I understand now. I will definitely be a good person from now on. Please don’t let me end up in the Avīci Hell.”

The young girl’s eyes shone brightly, full of life, yet they were now shadowed by darkness.Ming Jing brushed her finger across the girl’s eyes and laughed, “Buddha is in your heart. He knows everything you do and think, so you should not be asking me.”

The little girl’s furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and she smiled, “I understand, sister.”

Ming Jing looked at the bright eyes and asked with a smile, “What’s your name?”

“My name is Cui Yumeng. I am Ming Chen’s and Ming Ti’s classmate. They are in Class 1 and I am in Class 7. Sister, I am so envious of Ming Chen and Ming Ti for having such a wonderful sister like you.”

Ming Jing smiled, turned around, and walked away. Cui Yumeng glanced at Li Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted, “Just go to hell for doing bad things. No one will save you.” With that, she ran after Ming Jing.

Zhang Yunfang also followed.

Ming Jing suddenly turned her head, looking at Li Jiaojiao and Zhao Qin, who stood on the side and watched the excitement.

Li Jiaojiao’s palms are sweaty, and for the first time, she felt Ming Jing was so terrifying.

She had the magical power to bewilder people’s hearts. With just a few simple words, she end up overturning her worldview. She couldn’t help but wonder, is there really a hell?

Although she hadn’t committed any terrible crimes like murder or arson, she had a lot of evil thoughts growing up. Whenever she thought about the Avīci Hell, the imaginative images in her mind made her feel terrible.

She knew the concept but thought it was just a scam from monks. How could there be gods, Buddhas, and hells in the world?

However, the most amazing thing about Ming Jing was that every word she said made you believe that it was real…

She couldn’t help but panic.

“Zhao Qin… Is she just bluffing? Trying to scare us?”

Zhao Qin didn’t answer her. She looked into Ming Jing’s eyes, but soon admitted her defeat and left awkwardly.

Not far away, Zhu Xiangxiang sat on the horse with a pale face, looking at the approaching Ming Jing and shuddered subconsciously.

Even though it was noon, when the sun was at its fiercest, it made her feel cold all over, with her hands and feet icy cold.

Ming Jing ignored her and walked past her.

“Sister Ming Chen, I…”

“My name is Ming Jing.”

“Sister Ming Jing, are you a nun?”

“I guess so?”

“Wow, that’s so amazing! So, sister, can you take me as your disciple? In the future, I will be a good person and respect my master.”

Ming Jing suddenly stopped and looked down at the girl in front of her.

Cui Yumeng earnestly said, “Sister, I…I really want to be your disciple. Please take me in.”

At this moment, Zhang Yunfang came over and said, “Sister, I want to be your disciple too.”

Cui Yumeng secretly glared at her. What are you joining in for?

Zhang Yunfang said firmly, “I’m serious, Master.”

After saying this, she knelt down immediately.

Without a word, Cui Yumeng followed suit and knelt down as well.

Liu Muxue laughed until her stomach hurt, pointing at the two and said, “Do you know what the first thing is when you become a nun? The initiation ceremony involves shaving your heads. Are you willing to part with your beautiful hair?”

Cui Yumeng and Zhang Yunfang’s faces turned pale at the same time, and they subconsciously reached out to touch their hair.

Cui Yumeng had long and thick hair, while Zhang Yunfang had short hair, but it also grew quite well.

As Cui Yumeng hesitated, Zhang Yunfang made up her mind, “I am willing to shave my head, as long as my master accepts me.”