Five Years After My Death, Family Takes Me to Trial

He didn't stop until he reached a grave.

Nathaniel glanced at the overgrown grave.

"What is this? Where's Isabella? Hurry up and call her out. Scarlett is waiting for her to donate blood."

The old man pointed to the tombstone.

"She is right here."

On a small tombstone, the words "Isabella's Tomb" were written crookedly.

Nathaniel's head snapped up and he looked at him in disbelief.

I stood by and watched his reaction carefully.

I thought he would be sad for at least a second.

Unexpectedly, he kicked over the tombstone.

"It's quite realistic. They even built a grave."

"Dig this up for me. I want to see if there is a body inside."

The old man was stunned and rushed to the grave to protect it.

"Hasn't it been enough for you to hurt her? You won't let her go even after she died."

"As long as I'm here today, don't even think about touching her."

Looking at his resolute expression, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I just saved him once, but he risked his life to protect me. Is it worth it?

Seeing that the shovel was about to fall on him, I rushed over anxiously.

But the soul passed straight through him and watched him being thrown aside.

Soon the coffin was dug out, and the moment it was smashed open, my bones were scattered everywhere.

My parents’ voices were shaking with anger.

"She actually dared to steal the body. She is so cruel. Isn't she afraid that the ghost will haunt us?"

"It's too unlucky, go burn it."

Until now, they still refuse to believe that I am dead.

Nathaniel had the gravekeeper captured.

"Since you care about her so much, she will come back for you, right?"

He pinned the old man to the ground and waited in the mountains for three days and three nights.

I was so anxious that I shouted desperately, but he didn't respond at all.

As time passed, his expression became more and more ugly.

It wasn't until the third day that my parents finally became anxious.

"Why haven't you come back yet? Scarlett is still waiting for her to save her."

"He is indeed a born bad guy. He even doesn't let his own sister go."

Nathaniel smiled coldly.

"Since you refuse to repent, don't blame me."

"I want to sue Isabella for being vicious and request a trial."

As soon as the words fell, a cold electronic sound rang out.

"Once the Judgment Platform is turned on, it cannot be stopped midway, otherwise you will be directly wiped out. Please confirm whether to turn it on?"

Nathaniel clicked "OK" without hesitation, followed by his parents.

"Isabella, I wonder where you can hide."

This is a world without judges.

All disputes were handled by the Judgment Board.

Whenever a trial is requested, all defendants must appear in court.

Sure enough, the moment he pressed the button, my soul suddenly trembled.

As if controlled by a suction force, he flew quickly towards the judgment seat.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, my soul suddenly sat in the dock.

My parents snorted coldly:

"Isn't he dead? Why is he still standing here?"

At this point, I'm too lazy to explain.

People who don't care about you would think you are swinging on a swing even if they hang themselves.

If they looked carefully, they would definitely find that I had no shadow.

Nathaniel also stared at me:

"You didn't accept my toast, so you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Do you regret it now?"

"You still have a chance to regret it. The trial hasn't started yet. If you just say you don't want to accept it, the most you'll get is disability, but you can still save your life."

I smiled faintly and pressed accept without hesitation.

Nathaniel looked at me in shock.

"Are you crazy?"

"It's a losing judgment. What are you obsessed with?"

Looking closely, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.