Chapter 250 The Underworld Has Arrived to Provide Services

Ningbao, being held by her second brother, giggled as she ate pastries, looking very happy with her group of brothers.

Meanwhile, chaos erupted in the underworld, and a ghost messenger rushed into the Yama King's palace in a panic.

"Your Highness, esteemed officials, something terrible has happened! For some unknown reason, a large number of ghosts and spirits have suddenly flooded into our Underworld."

King Yama, sitting in the main seat, was stunned for a moment.

"Many? Does that mean there's been another natural disaster somewhere in the mortal realm?"

The ghost messenger shook his head.

"Your Highness."

I just inquired and found that those ghosts didn't die from natural disasters. Some of them had been dead for a long time and were wandering in the mortal world, while others had just died today.

Moreover, those spirits have already been categorized; some are to be reincarnated, and some are to be sent to hell.

Because the quantity is too large, we dare not make a decision ourselves, so we have come to report this."

King Yama frowned. Judge Cui and White Impermanence exchanged glances. Judge Cui pondered for a moment before looking at the ghost messenger who had come to deliver the message.

Do you know who sent those spirits?

The ghost almost nodded.

“I know, I specifically asked. Those spirits all said that the person who took them in and sent them here was the same person, no, it should be said that it was the same little baby.”

Yama suddenly jumped up from his chair and laughed.

"A little baby? A chubby little girl?"

Ghost almost nodded.

"Yes, she's a chubby little girl."

After hearing the ghost messenger's words, King Yama perked up and looked at the assembled ghost officials below.

"Alright, here's some work, everyone get to work."

At Yama's command, all the ghost officials hurriedly returned to their posts and got busy. Those who usually had to wait in line for reincarnation were all given expedited treatment today.

Meng Po, the old woman on the Bridge of Helplessness, was leisurely humming a tune while lying in a rocking chair with her eyes closed, resting.

Suddenly, a large crowd of people appeared under the Bridge of Helplessness. Meng Po looked in disbelief at the throng of spirits queuing at the bridgehead.

"What's going on? Are you all here in such a hurry to be reborn?"

The spirit at the front nodded.

"Yes, we're all here to be reincarnated."

Upon hearing this, Meng Po quickly stood up to start a fire and boil soup. She had just finished cooking when she saw that the time was almost up, and poured the remaining Meng Po soup into the River of Oblivion.

Meng Po simmered ten pots of soup in a row before it was barely enough for this wave of ghosts to drink.

Meng Po grumbled and cursed as she cooked the soup.

"What's wrong with this underworld? It's getting more and more unruly."

They don't send ghosts over during my work hours, but so many show up all at once after I get off work.

"This guy doesn't pay me overtime but makes me work overtime! I'm sure he has a grudge against me!"

…………

at night.

Ningbao opened her eyes as soon as the moon was directly overhead.

The moment she moved, Shen Yuzhen, who was holding her, woke up. Seeing her little girl groping to get dressed without even opening her eyes, Shen Yuzhen quickly sat up with heartache to help.

"Why is Ningbao up at this hour? Is she going to the outhouse?"

Ningbao stretched out her arms and let her mother put her coat on her. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I'm not going to the outhouse. When the time comes, I need to help a foolish friend send a message to his family in a dream."

"A dream?"

Shen Yuzhen never expected that her daughter would help a ghost appear in a dream. She felt both proud and a little heartbroken.

"Baby, you're still young and need more sleep. Can we postpone this dream-visiting thing until tomorrow during the day?"

By this time, Ning Bao was almost fully awake. She opened her eyes and shook her head.

"Mother, you can only send a message in a dream at night; you can't do it during the day."

Today was Mu Chunping's turn to be on night duty. Although he couldn't rest with his wife and daughter at night, Mu Chunping kept an eye on their movements.

He saw his daughter getting dressed and rushed over.

"Why did Ningbao get up? Is she going to the toilet or something?"

Ningbao gave her father an approving look.

"Father, I promised a friend who has become a ghost that I would help him appear in a dream tonight."

Mu Chunping praised Ning Bao as he helped her get dressed.

"My Ningbao is amazing, she even makes friends with ghosts."

If your father isn't mistaken, your ghostly friend wouldn't happen to be the short-lived husband of that woman who insisted on becoming your uncle's concubine today, would he?

Ning Bao glanced sympathetically at Zhu Shaoli's image on the gold brick in her handbag.

"Yes, that's him."

He died suddenly and had many things he wanted to tell his family. After learning that I could appear in his dreams, he paid a large sum of money for me to do so.

Spend a lot of money?