Chapter 29: A Challenge with Zero Chance of Winning

Shen Qing took Mo Xiaodie's soul back to the ghost house, and ghosts were still coming and going in front of the Yin-Yang Gate.

There was even a long queue. Just as Shen Qingze was about to pass by them, he was pulled back to the end of the queue by a kind-hearted ghost.

Shen Qingze:?

Uncle, why are you pulling me?

The ghost uncle looked like an honest man. He stuffed a number plate into Shen Qingze's hand and gently blamed him.

"To enter the Ghost Gate, you need to take a number and queue up. This is the queue. If you wander around for a while and miss your number, you will have to wait again."

Shen Qing smiled and thanked the ghost uncle sweetly.

"Thank you uncle, I didn't know that."

During the time he was away, it seemed that many new ghosts had come to the underworld, and even the rules for entering the gates of hell had been updated.

Shen Qing was in no hurry to expose the truth. He followed the evil uncle and moved slowly among the team.

"Young man, you look so young, how did you die?"

"Uh...jumping off the building, too much work pressure"

The ghost uncle cast a pitiful look at Shen Qingze, and said with regret,

"What about you, uncle? You are such a good person, why do you..."

The uncle smiled bitterly, waved his hands and sighed,

"He died of illness. I had a terminal illness and I didn't want to burden my children. Living like that would be tiring too, so I decided to come down and relax."

Shen Qing patted his shoulder to comfort him.

There are many accidents in the world, and tens of thousands of ghosts come down every day.

Most people die of illness or accidents, and only a few die peacefully and naturally of old age.

The world is fickle and those of them who have been in the underground for a long time cannot interfere in the affairs of those above them.

The ghost uncle and Shen Qing got along better and better as they talked, and the topic became more and more interesting.

From youthful ambitions to old age, we talked about everything.

If they were not still strolling in the surging crowd, they could just find a place to set up two dishes and chat while eating.

"Name, cause of death, report it"

Without raising his head, Hei Wuchang had already stretched out one hand to take the number plate, while his other hand was writing furiously.

"Shen Qingze, died of exhaustion from working"

"Shen Qing... huh?"

What did you say?

Hei Wuchang stopped his movements immediately and raised his head with a question mark on his face.

Shen Qingze's handsome face suddenly appeared!

I'm not being targeted! Madam, why didn't you tell me you were here to supervise us?

Bai Wuchang, who was helping the ghost uncle register, had already completed the list. Seeing Hei Wuchang stop, he leaned over and asked him curiously,

"What is Lao Hei doing standing there?"

"Hey, is Lord Bai here too?"

The smile on Bai Wuchang's face could hardly be suppressed...

Seeing Shen Qingze holding the number plate, the ghost uncle next to him said he was waiting for him.

Ancestor, when you return to the underworld can you please go through the family passage...don't join in the fun.

Bai Wuchang took the number plate from Shen Qingze stiffly, and said with a twitch of his mouth

"May I ask your name..."

"Please register Mo Xiaodie, the butterfly of butterfly"

Bai Wuchang wrote furiously, completing the formalities automatically and seemed not to intend to confirm with Shen Qingze.

"Registration is complete, please come this way!"

"Thank you for your hard work, both adults~"

Without waiting for a response from the Black and White Impermanence, Shen Qing took the Ghost Mansion token and leisurely followed the Ghost Uncle towards the Ghost Mansion.

When the two of them were completely submerged in the crowd, before the next ghost could speak, Hei Wuchang immediately exploded and shouted,

"Someone, come! Go and tell the master that the mistress is back! Send a ghost to the ghost house to ambush her!"

Bai Wuchang wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead vigorously.

This ancestor was running around mysteriously all day long, which really scared him.

Shen Qingze didn't realize how much trouble he had caused, and he was chatting and laughing with the ghost uncle all the way.

Passing by the ghost market, I bought a bottle of wine for both of them.

"Young man, you are so straightforward! Let's be brothers now!"

Shen Qing just smiled and clinked glasses with the ghost uncle.

"Uncle, if you really go to hell, do you have any plans for your next life?"

The ghost uncle looked lonely. He left without any regrets. He just hoped that his children could live a more relaxed life without his burden.

I really have no idea how I’m going to live in the next life after this one.

"Next life... let's talk about it later, I haven't thought about it yet",

"Maybe I would like to live a happy life in the underworld for a while before reincarnating."

Shen Qingze couldn't walk into the underworld, he needed someone to help him take Mo Xiaodie's soul in.

"Uncle, can you please do me a favor?"

"Okay, you say."

Shen Qing smiled lightly and said mysteriously,

"I'll tell you when we get to the ghost palace. If I tell you now, I'm afraid you'll regret it."

The ghost uncle sneered, wondering why the young man asked him to do something and was so mysterious.

I don't understand young people's thinking.

Shen Qing walked into the ghost house with a serious expression. It seemed that a judgment was going on here.

After a ghost passes through the Ghost Gate, it only obtains the qualification to enter the underworld. Then it has to go to the Ghost House to receive judgment.

Whether one has done evil in life and whether one has obeyed the rules of the underworld after death are all prerequisites for whether a ghost can be qualified.

Generally, ghosts who pass through the Yin-Yang Gate will come directly to accept the judgment. If they have done good deeds, they can be judged at once.

If any of the thresholds are not met, the ghost master will have to judge.

Determine how to deal with the evil deeds.

Shen Qing knew that if Mo Xiaodie went directly to the ghost house to accept the verdict, her soul would be torn apart.

To cleanse one's sins and qualify to enter the underworld, one must walk through mountains of swords, descend into seas of fire, and go through the eighteen levels of hell.

Her soul would definitely not be able to withstand such a sentence and would die in the middle of it.

If you want her to go to hell, you need someone to suffer for her.

This person is undoubtedly Shen Qingze.

He registered Mo Xiaodie's name in the underworld, and then endured the sufferings of the eighteen levels of hell for her. Finally, he asked the ghost uncle to carry the sachet containing Mo Xiaodie's soul across the Yellow Springs Road so that she could complete her reincarnation.

Now all problems can be solved, except whether Yeluweisi can agree to let him take the penalty instead of Mo Xiaodie.

No matter how many plans he made, it was useless because the final say was in the hands of the Lord of Ghosts.

The success rate is almost zero, but he wants to take a chance.

He doesn't actually need to do this.

But when he saw Mo Xiaodie and Mo Xiaoqian crying about the injustice in the end, he felt sad for no reason.

It seemed that a long time ago, someone had cried to him like this.

It's been so long, he can't remember.

But the pain in my heart still stings.

The gate of the ghost house was right in front of him, and he felt his feet were heavy. Only when facing Yeluvis did he dare not act recklessly.

Shen Qing smiled bitterly.

I hope Yeluvisi can take their feelings into consideration and not be too harsh on him.

"Let's go, uncle"

"good"

Uncle Ghost took two steps forward and saw Shen Qingze still standing there, wondering,

"Leave? Why not leave?"

Shen Qing said firmly,

"Uncle, you go first, I'm scared"

?ah?

Yeluweisi's eyes were deep, as if there were layers of storms brewing.

He looked at Shen Qingze who walked in tremblingly from outside.

The storm in his eyes grew stronger.