Chapter 4 — Even Hell Can't Stop You

At that moment, a deafening scream suddenly rang out in the iron cage. The purple-eyed male demon, who was originally beautiful, suddenly turned around violently, his whole body twisted and deformed, his face turned pale, his fangs were sharp, his eyes were blood red, his mouth opened wide, emitting a strange growl! “Evil… evil!” The demons below screamed in panic, jostling and fleeing, and the pawn shop immediately turned into a mess. Before I could understand what was happening, next to me, Lam Viet threw himself straight up, facing the devil in the air! It turns out... the purple-eyed male demon was originally a devil in disguise. Lam Viet brought me here today... to stalk him?! This devil is huge and terrifying, his whole body is covered with black gas, murderous aura and resentment as if it wants to tear apart the whole pawn shop. The roar shook the air, causing the stone pillars inside to crack into long cracks. Demons rely on evil spirit to survive, and their evil spirit... has reached the highest level. Its power is extremely terrifying! In the air, Lam Diem Vuong set up a confrontation, the cold sword energy destroyed every flow of resentment, one person and one ghost fought each other to the heavens and the earth, with no clear winner or loser. At that moment, a little devil stood almost as if his consciousness was controlled by someone, his eyes were empty, and he suddenly rushed straight towards Lam Viet! Lam Viet frowned and was forced to withdraw his moves to save the little devil. Just in that moment of vulnerability, the devil roared, his whole body exploded with a fierce stream of tears, then concentrated all his strength to deliver a fatal blow to Lam Viet. Impossible! Without thinking, I threw myself forward. In that moment, my whole body acted like an instinct, standing right in front of him. The devil's attack directly hit my chest. It didn't hurt much... Just... a cold blast tore through my body, as if pieces of my soul were blown away by the wind. The feeling... wants to disappear. Vision gradually blurred. I just had time to see Lam Viet rushing towards me, his face full of panic, his bloodshot eyes looking like they were about to burst. Right before losing consciousness, I moved my lips... I don't know if it was a sigh, or a soft call: "Ah... Viet..." 6 Unexpectedly, I... could still feel the feeling of waking up. My eyelids just opened slightly, the first image that caught my eye... was Lam Viet. He sat next to me, his eyes were red. When he saw me awake, he was both scared and happy, his hand on the edge of the bed shaking slightly. I asked hoarsely: "Has the devil... been caught yet?" Lam Viet lowered his eyes, his voice low and a bit tired: "The devil is best at bewitching the devil's heart. When you blocked a blow for me... he took the opportunity to escape in chaos." I bowed my head, quietly sorting out the chaotic memories in my head. If I just risked my life to block a blow for you, then... you would owe me another "devil's favor", right? Thinking that, I blinked, leaned over, cleared my throat: "Hey... I took a hit for you, so... do you owe me two favors?" Lam Viet raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes as deep as the night sea: "What... do you want?" I didn't hesitate and said directly: "I want to know... a male demon with the same name as you, died two years ago, his face... is exactly like yours, has he finally... been reincarnated?" At that moment, Lam Viet's body stopped, the hand placed on his thigh also tightened. He looked at me intently and asked in a low voice: "What does that person... mean to you?" I didn't shy away and answered frankly: "Lover." Word just escaped out, the air suddenly became thick. Suddenly, Lam Viet was angry, his eyes covered with a layer of storm. He grabbed my shoulder tightly, his voice lowered hoarsely, almost gritting his teeth: "So... the "A Viet" you called... was calling him?" “Are you by my side, just to ask about his news?” “To the point where… I would rather give up my life in the next life in exchange for not wanting to spend another moment with me?!” My heart suddenly tightened. You… how do you know that?! I wanted to say "no", but my throat was choked and I couldn't say a word. There are two ways for people who die because of unresolved desires to reincarnate: • One is to work for the underworld until they have enough hours. • Second... sign a contract with the pawn shop, voluntarily exchange your life in the next life, to compensate for your time. My original plan was to find information about A Viet, then ask Manh Ba at Nai Ha Bridge - I already knew her, as long as I paid enough money, she would help me not drink Manh Ba soup, retain my memories, and then use my longevity to reincarnate early... At that time, I could go find A Viet. I calculated everything... But forgot one important thing. The entire underworld, every stream of water, every profile page, every soul... are all under Lam Viet's control. I looked into his bloodshot eyes, confused and confused. I really don't understand. You and I... have only known each other for a few days, why is there such pain in those eyes? Rumors say that the King of Hell is cold and heartless, not close to beautiful women, and he has flatly rejected many beautiful female ghosts. However...{Read full version at Van Ha Tuong page} At this moment, Lam Viet looked at me again... those eyes... as if he only needed one more word to say "I love you". I do not understand. Really don't understand. I asked him, asking directly what was making my heart chaotic: "Why are you... so angry? Why... look at me with those eyes?" Lam Viet pursed his lips tightly, his face was red, his features tense. He didn't answer, just bowed his head silently, but in the depths of his eyes, waves of pain were rolling as if tearing his soul. 7 I tried to suppress the pain in my shoulder, took a deep breath, my voice trembled: "Lam Viet... do you know how I died?" I'm not a demon, never have been. I... am just a lover of A Viet. Two years ago, after A Viet passed away, I became seriously ill. Every day, I'm stuck in constant nightmares. In the dream, A Viet stood in the middle of an endless darkness, his eyes red, constantly reaching out for help. I screamed hoarsely, running towards him, but never reached him. The illness passed, but the hallucinations still haunted me every day. I tricked myself into thinking he was still by my side, thinking that if I just turned around I would see him standing there, smiling gently and calling me "stupid baby". The day I died in the car accident, it was because... I saw a back that looked very similar to A Viet, so without thinking, I just rushed forward. As for any traces belonging to A Viet, I... can't bear to let go. I said, trying to hold back my tears. But before he could finish his story, Lam Viet suddenly hugged his head tightly, his whole body shaking as if in severe pain. "Enough! Stop talking!" His voice was hoarse, tearing through the air. I was startled and looked at him blankly: "You... what's wrong?" He slowly raised his head, I caught a glimpse of... Lam's palm Viet opened a new burn, no blood flowed, but his skin was scorched, pitch black, white smoke lurking, then my eyes moved up, meeting his pale, almost transparent face. Compared to the previous high fever, this time... much worse. I was startled and was about to ask, but before I could say anything, Lam Viet opened his mouth first. His voice was low and hoarse like smoke: "In the entire reincarnation records of the last two years... there is no one you mentioned." I was dumbfounded, my heart felt like it was being squeezed. "What?" No way. Absolutely impossible! Lam Viet looked straight into my eyes, his expression extremely serious, not like he was lying: "The entire reincarnation file... is in my memory. As long as the soul is entered, I remember it clearly. But two years ago... I have never seen anyone like me." I stood still, my mind spinning. If A Viet is not in the book, then... where did he go? Where did he… disappear? Impossible, I don't believe it! I shook my head vigorously, my eyes were red, almost screaming: "No! You remember wrong! How can there be no A Viet?! How can there be no him!" I pushed his hand away, tears blurred my vision, my heart felt like someone was holding a knife and cutting it.