Chapter 230

"Hey, old woman, how could you contract another ugly crawling fish?!" Si Baixue pointed at the little white fish in the lotus tank and said angrily.

He wore an indigo robe: "Isn't having a contracted demon like me enough?!"

Si Baixue thought he had suffered a huge setback. He had finally seized the opportunity to get revenge on Ying Ning, but when he turned back to Ying Ning's side, there was already a silly, ugly little crawling fish next to her.

Utter humiliation...

This is a truly humiliating disgrace...

Given that he was the only one who could look down on Yingning, this little peacock absolutely couldn't stand her disliking him first.

Si Baixue hurried along: "No!"

"You can't make a contract with others, especially since you made a contract with me, so you have to be responsible for me!" Si Baixue felt that Ying Ning had trampled on her dignity.

How could she let all sorts of tiny crawling fish and flying insects appear around her while she was away?!

If the people in Hidden Mountain knew, they would not only laugh at him for being bound by a contract, but also at his contract master for being so tasteless!

Once he breaks off the contract with that old woman, he will definitely cut her into three thousand pieces!

But for now, he still has to push that little crawling fish away first.

Si Baixue has many tricks up her sleeve; first, she throws tantrums and acts pitiful.

"For hundreds of years, I have lived a secluded life, eating and drinking simply. Who would have thought that I would be bound to a contract by you, a heartless man, as soon as I left the Hidden Mountain? I never expected you to abandon me like this. In just ten days, you have a black-hearted substitute fish!"

Bai Xie:.......

"Even a woman who has shared hardship cannot be abandoned, for such is the state of the human world, yet you have abandoned my sincere heart."

"I was once the beloved of countless demons..."

"Who would have thought that my identity would be replaced by a little crawling fish in one day."

Bai Xie:.......

Yingning: ......

Amidst the chirping of tiny insects, Bai Xie coldly asked, "Is he your contracted beast?"

“That’s true.” Yingning nodded quietly.

"I killed him, you don't mind, do you?" Bai Xie looked at Si Baixue as if she were an idiot, wiping away non-existent tears.

"I do mind it," Yingning reassured Bai Xie.

After all, it wouldn't be fun if you died so easily.

Seeing that Ying Ning ignored her, Si Baixue produced a glittering theatrical robe from who-knows-where and set up a small stall on the Bridge of Helplessness.

A sign was put up: Heartbroken Person.

The ghosts were bewildered.

But when several wandering ghosts who had been crying and refusing to be reincarnated walked to the stall, sat down and had a heart-to-heart talk with Si Baixue, they actually abandoned their obsessions a day later, drank the Meng Po soup with tears in their eyes, and entered the six realms of reincarnation!

The ghost messenger was startled.

Among the ghost messengers and soldiers who have served for many years, who doesn't know those few wandering ghosts, who have been trapped in the mortal world for decades or even centuries?

Especially the one who was the leader, who was said to be a courtesan who was infatuated with the prince and waited on the Bridge of Helplessness for a hundred years without being reincarnated.

The ghost messengers thought to themselves, "If you like him, why didn't you tell that prince when you were in the human world? Why did you only realize it in the underworld and insist on telling him your feelings?"

Therefore, the Bridge of Helplessness is filled with a foul and sour atmosphere all day long because of these sentimental and melancholic wandering ghosts.

No wonder the various realms of the underworld mock those who serve on the Bridge of Helplessness, for not only do they work all day, but they also have to act as emotional mentors to wandering ghosts, patiently persuading them to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Doing hard labor and getting no credit.

As more and more wandering spirits gathered at Si Baixue's stall, the ghost messengers inexplicably felt a sense of respect for him. They thought that this important figure was truly capable and hoped that he could offer some words of advice to the wandering ghosts so as to clear away the sour miasma of the Bridge of Helplessness.

So the rumor in the underworld goes that the day before it was: the ugly Meng Po of the past has turned into a beautiful ghost in hell!

The next day, a great man with a silver tongue arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness.

Main title:

Shocking! He's actually Meng Po's former lover!

......

Although His Highness was in seclusion and Lord Bai Xie was nowhere to be found, the Underworld was indeed bustling with activity during this time, much like the lively Lunar New Year celebrations on Earth.

"That person cried again today," a little ghost soldier whispered.

"Sigh, to be honest, my mother-in-law is really something."

"How can you abandon your old love for a new one?"

The ghost soldier beside him nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Who can argue with that?"

"Now, the young patriarch of the demon clan is focused on Meng Po. You see, he's afraid that the old woman will find the job too tiring, so he keeps persuading the souls to reincarnate at the Naihe Bridge."

"This sentiment is so touching, it even moves a ghost," the ghost messenger exclaimed.

Meanwhile, the protagonist, after drinking a large cup of tea and hearing the tragic story of the wandering spirit opposite him, did some calculations:

"The handsome young man you mentioned."

"He is the illegitimate son of Master Li. He only helped you because he wanted to use you. But when he met the daughter of a salt merchant in Bianliang, he naturally abandoned you."

"Those farewell words were nothing but lies he told, and you, you little brat, actually believed them." Si Baixue lowered her hand from the hand seal and rested her chin on her hand.

"That's only fooling a simpleton like you."

"Don't worry, he did very well after you left. He eventually became a wealthy merchant in Bianliang, with three sons and a daughter, and lived out his days in peace."

The ghost's wailing abruptly stopped, its eyes filled with disbelief:

You lied to me!

“Li Lang wouldn’t be that kind of person! He said it was my father who put me in a difficult position, and he also felt that he was not good enough for me, which is why he was forced to separate from me!”

Without wasting words, Si Baixue stretched out her hand and unfurled a shimmering cloud of light and color. In the cloud, one could see the affairs of the human world, the Li Lang mentioned by the wandering spirit, and even a scene of him marrying the daughter of a wealthy merchant in Bianliang in a grand sedan chair after she committed suicide for love.

In the mist, the handsome young man smiled broadly and lifted the bride's veil.

Outside the fog, a wandering spirit angrily overturned the heartbroken man's stall amidst the swirling white snow:

"I'm going to kill this liar!"

"Drink the Meng Po soup and cross the Naihe Bridge."

"I can take my revenge on him in the next life."

Si Baixue waved her hand:

"Next."

When the slender and beautiful figure landed in front of him, Si Baixue immediately put on a charming and alluring demeanor:

"My lord, shall I also help you untangle your three thousand strands of hair?"

Yingning gently tucked a strand of black hair behind his forehead: "Untie your black hair?"

"If we follow your method, wandering ghosts will not give up their obsessions and will also reincarnate."

"Your method of making things worse will only cause more trouble in the future."

Si Baixue feigned sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

"I only wanted to help you resolve your troubles, but I never expected to add fuel to the fire."

"It seems I should request that you, sir, give me some private instruction." The man in the emerald green robe deliberately stroked Ying Ning's palm, letting her feel the smoothness of his skin.

Slender eyebrows and eyes, dazzling and captivating.

"My lord, when do you intend to instruct me?"

How about tonight?