Heaven Old Testament

"Brother, tell me the truth. This is all false, right?" Lin Yu lit a cigarette with trembling hands and looked at the serious-looking middle-aged man in front of him with a wry smile. "It's true." The middle-aged man held up his hat, smiled and patted Lin Yu's shoulder. "No, brother, I grew up under the national flag and was born in the spring breeze. Except for my grandma who is a bit superstitious and chants the almanac every day, I don't even believe in Buddha." "If you told me there were ghosts in this world, I would believe you." "What the hell are you saying there is hell?" "Are you playing? Are you making a fuss?" "If you weren't a foreigner, I'd go up and give you a big showdown!" The middle-aged man looked at Lin Yu seriously. "I also hope everything is false, and you shouldn't have been involved. I'm sorry." "But it's too late, everything is too late." The man looked at the gloomy sky and murmured softly. "The rain of sorrow will begin to fall soon..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.