Chu Yu replied: 【Okay.】
Two days later, Chu Yu's health improved somewhat. That evening, following her senior brother's instructions, she left the hospital and rode her electric scooter to the underworld.
Chu Yu's senior brother is named Ye Zhiyuan. He is 37 years old and has profound cultivation. Seven years ago, he passed the Underworld's examination and became a civil servant of the Underworld, where he has been working ever since.
In the past, our master liked to travel around and was often away from home. It was the eldest brother who stayed at the Taoist temple to take care of the younger brothers and sisters.
The eldest brother is gentle, meticulous, and a skilled cook. Over the years, he has taken excellent care of his junior brothers and sisters, acting like a devoted male mother. They all rely on him.
In recent years, although he went to work in the underworld, he would often come back to visit his junior brothers and sisters.
After arriving in the underworld, Chu Yu headed to the Hall of Reincarnation in front of the Bridge of Helplessness.
After arriving near the Bridge of Helplessness, Chu Yu parked his electric scooter and headed towards the Hall of Reincarnation.
The Bridge of Helplessness is the only way for ghosts to be reincarnated, while the Hall of Reincarnation is the office of Meng Po. Ghosts need to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup in the Hall of Reincarnation to forget their past lives before they can walk across the Bridge of Helplessness to be reincarnated.
Chu Yu walked towards the Samsara Palace, but before she had gone far, she was stopped by several burly, fierce-looking male ghosts.
The male ghosts were lustful because of Chu Yu's beauty.
"Hey, young lady, it's such a shame you died so young. You weren't married yet, were you? How about you hang out with us guys?"
The male ghost in the lead grinned lewdly and reached out his groping hand towards Chu Yu. Chu Yu's gaze turned cold, and just as he was about to make a move, suddenly, a huge spatula came crashing down from behind, knocking the male ghost to the ground with a bang. The other ghosts were startled and turned around to curse, but the giant spatula came crashing down again.
"Clap clap clap..."
Several male ghosts were slapped to the ground, looking extremely disheveled.
The leading male ghost got up and angrily shouted, "Which blind bastard dared to attack us?"
Before he finished speaking, the giant spatula flew over again and, with a snap, knocked the male ghost's head off.
His head rolled around to someone's feet.
The man was tall and stern-faced, wearing a black apron and carrying a giant spatula. He was imposing and exuded a murderous aura.
That person was Ye Zhiyuan, Chu Yu's senior brother.
Without any hesitation, Ye Zhiyuan stomped on the male ghost's head, flattening it, and roared, "How dare you bully my junior sister! You're asking for death!"
The male ghost cried out in terror, "Lord Meng, spare me! I was blind and mistook your junior sister for someone else. I will never dare to bully your junior sister again!"
The other male ghosts also knelt down and begged him for mercy: "Lord Meng, spare our lives!"
Ye Zhiyuan glared at them fiercely and said menacingly, "Get out of here! If I catch you harassing a female ghost again, I'll send you to the 18th level of hell."
The male ghosts trembled in fright and fled in a panic.
After chasing away the male ghost, Ye Zhiyuan immediately gave Chu Yu a gentle smile and asked with concern, "Junior sister, how are you? Did they hurt you?"
Chu Yu shook her head: "No."
Ye Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, come with me."
He led Chu Yu toward the Samsara Palace.
Chu Yu, remembering that the male ghosts all called their senior brother "Lord Meng," asked curiously, "Senior brother, why do all the male ghosts call you Lord Meng?"
She only knew that Meng Po existed in the underworld, but what was the position of Meng Gong?
Ye Zhiyuan patiently explained to her.
Some time ago, Meng Po, after working tirelessly in the Hall of Reincarnation for thousands of years, was exhausted. She threw a leave request at Yama, the King of Hell, and without waiting for his approval, left the Underworld to go on vacation to the human world.
She blocked all contact methods, so even the ghosts in the underworld couldn't reach her. Without Meng Po on duty in the Samsara Palace, things were in chaos. Yama couldn't find a suitable ghost to fill in, and in his anxiety, he suddenly remembered that Ye Zhiyuan was a good cook and had a lot of patience, so he sent him to the Samsara Palace to take Meng Po's place.
The ghosts who went to the Hall of Reincarnation saw that the one serving Meng Po's soup had changed to a man, so they all called him Lord Meng.
Chu Yu's lips twitched slightly after hearing this; the title "Lord Meng" sounded rather strange.
The two arrived at the Hall of Reincarnation, where the hall was filled with ghosts who had come to receive Meng Po's soup.
Chu Yu looked ahead and saw more than a dozen water vats on a large wooden table. The soup in the vats was steaming hot, which must be Meng Po's soup.
Upon closer inspection, the water tanks were labeled with words such as: spicy, milk tea, strawberry, and chicken soup flavors.
Chu Yu's eyes flashed with surprise; Meng Po soup actually had so many flavors.
Ye Zhiyuan explained with a proud look: "Originally, Meng Po soup only had one flavor, which was bitter and astringent, leading to many complaints. After I started working here, I improved it and made Meng Po soup in various flavors. The ghosts who come here can get Meng Po soup according to their own taste. As a result, the ghosts are satisfied, and we have also received a lot of praise."
Chu Yu gave him a thumbs up: "Well done."
Praised by her, Ye Zhiyuan scratched his head and chuckled. He looked at the Meng Po soup in front of him and asked earnestly, "The Meng Po soup I brew tastes very good. Would you like a bowl?"
Chu Yu was embarrassed and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no."
The Meng Po soup is not something ordinary people can drink.
Ignoring her refusal, Ye Zhiyuan brought her a bowl of Meng Po soup from the front and handed it to her: "Here, junior sister, have a bowl."
Chu Yu's lips twitched: "Senior Brother, if I drink this Meng Po soup, will I lose my memory?"
Ye Zhiyuan shook his head: "No, this is not ordinary Meng Po soup. I specially brewed it for you. This soup can improve your cultivation and heal your injuries. Drinking it will be good for you."
Chu Yu was relieved and picked up the bowl to drink it down in one gulp.
This soup has a milky aroma, is sweet and delicious, and tastes great.
After drinking the soup, a surge of spiritual energy quickly rushed to his limbs and bones, rapidly healing his previous injuries. It was as if his eight extraordinary meridians had been opened, leaving him feeling completely refreshed.
Chu Yu's eyes lit up: "Senior brother, your soup is indeed excellent."
Ye Zhiyuan smiled proudly: "I'll make it for you again next time you come."
Chu Yu nodded, feeling a warmth in her heart. Her senior brother was so kind.
After showing Chu Yu around the Hall of Reincarnation, Ye Zhiyuan led her to an empty room next door and said bluntly, "Many ghosts want to have a good meal before they are reincarnated, but there is nothing to eat here, so their wishes cannot be fulfilled. They can only leave with regret. Therefore, I applied to the King of Hell to open a restaurant here."
The underworld is short of supplies, and many ingredients are unavailable. I'm thinking of bringing some ingredients from the human world. Didn't you get hired as a delivery driver by the underworld recently? You can travel between the mortal and spiritual realms, right? You could deliver some ingredients every day when you have some free time. I'll arrange for a ghost chef to cook and deliver the meals here, and we'll split the profits fifty-fifty. What do you think?"
Chu Yu's eyes lit up.
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