As I struggled, the young man named Yan Shuo grabbed the woman and pulled her away.
I was furious that they slipped away right under my nose, so I yelled at Ah Niu, "What are you doing stopping me?"
"I'm just afraid you'll knock over the toilet here and fall into the pile of excrement!" Ah Niu even felt aggrieved.
I glanced at my feet.
I covered my nose and followed in the direction Yan Shuo and Ye Huan had gone. I wanted to see what they were up to.
They stood in a desolate place in the underworld and began to argue, but I couldn't hear them; it seems they used a shielding spell.
Looking at the woman named Ye Huanfen from afar, whose face was very similar to Ye Chen or Ye Ling'er, he carefully observed her for a while and found that she was indeed more petite and delicate than them, with smoother and fairer skin.
The clear, starlight in her eyes was quite different from that of the old fox Ye Chen and the alluring Ye Ling'er.
Could she really be Ye Chen's daughter in the future?
I was still wondering...
Ah Niu then followed.
"Ah Niu, if it's true that they are from the future, then why did they come to this time and space to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation?"
"I don't know. As long as they have the token, our Underworld can just arrange their Reincarnation Well."
"Can I see their books of fate?" I asked.
Ah Niu seemed a little embarrassed, but he couldn't resist my pleading gaze, so he obediently took out two books of fate from his sleeve and handed them to me.
After obtaining the Book of Fate, I flipped through it several times, but I didn't find any information about the young boy's identity that Ah Niu had just mentioned.
All I saw were his experiences during his tribulations in the mortal realm, where he became General Yan Shuo and was ultimately killed by my sword.
"You allow complete strangers to view and spy on the Book of Fate in the Underworld. Does the Underworld have no rules at all?"
Just then, a cold male voice came from above, startling me so much that I dropped the Book of Fate to the ground.
Upon hearing this, Ah Niu quickly picked up the Book of Fate from the ground and stuffed it into his pocket, feeling quite guilty.
We both looked up at the same time.
But we saw that the person speaking to us was dressed very strangely, with white hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a cloak and a mask that covered half of his face. Two black round mirrors the size of skulls, framed together, were also placed on the bridge of his nose, obscuring his eyes, but reflecting the shadows of my and Ah Niu's two huge faces.
It makes it impossible to see any of the visitor's appearance.
A man with a tall and upright figure, who uses a cane and whose age is hard to tell.
Ah Niu and I looked at each other in bewilderment.
Looking curiously at the two black mirrors perched on the bridge of the man's nose, reflecting the images of Ah Niu and me, I asked:
"Is he a black-clad ghost messenger from your underworld?" I asked Ah Niu.
Ah Niu, with a gigantic face, shook his head in the mirror:
“The black-clad ghost messengers of the underworld don’t have such an ugly outfit that’s even uglier than a ghost.”
"Father!"
"Master!"
At this moment, Yan Shuo and Ye Huan were delighted to see the newcomer and called the man in front of them "Father" and "Master".
Could this man be...?
Wen Heng two thousand years later?
I stared at the person who had just arrived, but the voice and figure didn't seem to be Wen Heng, and the person was using a cane.
It has absolutely nothing to do with Wen Heng.
"Father, look, we've actually seen my mother!"
The boy named Yan Shuo excitedly pointed at me and asked the man in front of him.
To everyone's surprise, the man, whose head was completely covered, turned around as the boy pointed in my direction and coldly said, "You've mistaken me! Your mother isn't as ugly as her!"
Ha, he actually said I'm ugly?
This arrogant attitude is exactly the same as Wen Heng's.
I couldn't help but take a few steps forward to get a closer look at the man's eyes, but the dark, round frame on his nose blocked his eyes, making it impossible for me to see his gaze.
The man noticed my scrutinizing expression, raised his chin, and used his black gloved hand to push up the two black round mirrors that were framed together on the bridge of his nose.
Chong Yanshuo and Ye Huan said coldly, "Having gone through this ordeal, it's time for us to leave!"
Yan Shuo and Ye Huan nodded obediently and followed behind the man.
The young boy named Yan Shuo turned to look at me with a suspicious gaze.
But then she suddenly stopped and said to the man in black in front of her with a hint of pleading, "Father, although she is not Mother, since she looks somewhat like Mother, why don't we help her carry these three thousand toilet brushes before we leave!"
The man in black didn't turn around, but simply said in a low voice, "Mind your own business!"
Although the man was very reluctant, he flicked his finger and cast a spell that landed inside the toilet house.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from my sight.
"Do you think he is Wen Heng or not?" I asked Ah Niu, who was standing next to me, with great confusion as I watched the people leave the open space.
Ah Niu pouted and shook his head.
"It shouldn't be..."
Why?
"What I said about seeing their identities in the Book of Fate was actually a lie! It was just to comfort you," Ah Niu suddenly said, changing his mind.
I squinted at Ah Niu in disbelief: "What did you say?"
“But it’s true that they are from the future!” Ah Niu hurriedly explained.
"Ha!" I sneered.
"I don't think Wen Heng is as ugly or old as him! And he's a cripple too!"
Back in the toilet room, they discovered that the mountain of over three thousand toilets had actually been restored to their clean state by the man's magic with a single finger.
I stood there stunned for a long time—
Only then did I realize that only gods have the ability to reverse the universe and travel through time!
Could he really be the god Wen Heng?
I chased after him in astonishment, shouting repeatedly in the desolate wilderness, "Zhou Lang! Wen Heng! Come back here!"
But there was no response.
I slumped to the ground, dejected: "If it were you... how could you be so cold... leaving like this..."
Ah Niu patted my shoulder and comforted me, "No matter what, don't give up any hope. Go back to the mortal world quickly! The longer you stay here, the more dangerous your mortal body will be."
Ah Niu's words reminded me.
"Yes, let's go back first."
I composed myself and decided to return to the mortal realm as soon as possible, hoping that a miracle might happen and I could see him again.
I finished cleaning three thousand toilets in such a short time, and the ghost messengers and Yama here did not suspect anything, so they let me pass.
Ah Niu drove me back.
On the way, he showed me a Mirror that allowed me to see into the mortal world. I saw that my body, which was hanging by a thread in the mortal world, was pulled back from the pile of corpses by a group of people led by the young prince and Qingyan.
Now it's the same scene again, with the doctor treating me.
I smacked my lips: "At least you guys still have a conscience, you didn't just abandon me and run away!"
Ah Niu escorted me to the boundary between Yin and Yang, where the crimson spider lilies bloomed on the other side of the river, and then opened the gate to the mortal world for me...
Just as he took his first step, Ah Niu called out to him from behind.
"Ah Hua!"
I turned around...
Ah Niu said with utter sincerity, "Live well!"
I nodded to him, thanked him, and then left for the mortal world without looking back.
When I arrived in the mortal realm, I stood before my physical bed and discovered a dark, ghostly creature lying on my chest, greedily sucking the spiritual energy emanating from my heart's blood.
I thought to myself that it must be a wandering ghost trying to absorb my spiritual power while my soul was scattered.
I strode forward, grabbed the dark thing, and shouted, "Where did this blind monster come from! How dare you be so arrogant here!"
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