This ghost messenger was always aloof. Seeing that neither I nor the young boy had moved an inch, he pulled up the soul-hooking rope and in a flash, dragged me to the main hall of the underworld.
The dark-faced old Yama sat on the chopping board in the high hall and slammed it down with a "smack!"
"You audacious lone-rooted flower spirit, do you know your crime?"
"I don't know."
I know that I may be dead and dying now, but I also know that my soul, which is a product of heavenly tribulation, will continue to exist until the eight hundred years of heavenly tribulation imprint have ended.
It is not within the Five Elements, nor is it within the jurisdiction of Yama, the King of Hell.
But now I've been suddenly summoned to this underworld, and I'm extremely unwilling.
He rattled off a whole bunch of things.
In short, it means that I indiscriminately killed innocent people, causing more than three thousand wronged souls to die, and disrupting the order of the underworld.
They'll punish me by making me clean three thousand toilets in the underworld before they can let me return to the human world.
Instead of reincarnating, that little boy kept following me around.
She kept calling out to me solicitously, "Mother!"
I stood in the stinking toilet room.
She glanced at the young boy behind her and said, "Since you insist on recognizing me as your mother, then it's time for you to be filial to your old mother!"
I tossed the toilet brush into his arms and found an empty spot to sit down.
The young boy looked down at the toilet brush in his hand, his face pale, then glanced at the stinking toilet in front of him...
"What? You don't want to?" I glanced at him lazily.
"Yes! Yes!"
The silly boy obediently squatted down in that pile of stinking excrement and started scrubbing the toilet.
But I lowered my eyes and closed them, my mind filled with thoughts of Zhou Yu.
My heart is filled with mixed feelings, but mostly with heartache.
If I had known this would happen, I should have brought Wen Heng back sooner.
But what's done is done.
Regret is useless.
"Ahua?"
While he was immersed in feelings of deep regret and self-blame.
I heard someone calling me.
I opened my eyes and saw a burly man named Ah Niu standing in front of me, carrying a jar of wine and dressed in a white shirt.
"Mr. A Niu, you've been promoted to a white-robed ghost messenger? But you look much better than that dark-faced weirdo you used to look like," I said, quickly hiding the sadness in my eyes as I teased him with a straight face.
"Haha, seeing that Miss Ahua still has the leisure to joke with Aniu, I am relieved. I heard that Ahua has come to the underworld, so I specially brought you some Tusu wine that her father and mother brewed by hand to see you!"
Ah Niu chuckled as he sat down next to me and handed me the Tusu wine.
I smiled as I took the Tusu wine, uncorked it, and brought it to my nose for a delighted sniff: "This is the taste! Ah Niu understands me best!"
Just when I was feeling down, this jar of wine came at the perfect time. I tilted my head back and gulped it down.
I drank my fill and felt much better.
"I'm sorry, the two elders just passed their death anniversary in the underworld. Today we are sending them to be reincarnated, so we didn't have time to pick you up. You had to endure the pain of being taken back to the underworld by the soul-snatching rope."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Niu stretched out his palm and condensed a dark aura that spun around on my two shoulders.
The two wounds on my shoulder caused by the Soul-Hooking Rope healed and disappeared quickly.
I smiled bitterly and said regretfully, "They've gone to be reincarnated... I should have died a day earlier to see them off."
"Ah Niu, can you help me find out where Zhou Lang's soul is?" I couldn't resist asking him to help me find out where Zhou Lang is now.
But Ah Niu shook his head helplessly: "The Book of Life and Death shows that Zhou Lang has already died, and if the body of God Wen Heng perishes, his divine consciousness and soul will probably also vanish soon."
Hearing him say that, my nose tingled, and tears still streamed down my face.
"Ah Hua, don't be sad. Perhaps the God Wenheng hasn't perished yet," Ah Niu said anxiously when he saw my tears falling.
"How so?" I wiped away my tears and tried to remain calm, full of hope.
"Look! That kid! See him?" Ah Niu's gaze fell on the young boy in front of him who was diligently cleaning the toilet for me.
I wiped away the tears on my face and asked, "Um, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you notice that he looks a bit like a combination of you and Wen Heng? Maybe he really is your and Wen Heng's future son!" Ah Niu suddenly blurted out this joke.
I glanced at the young boy; he was quite handsome, but I didn't think he looked like me or Zhou Yu.
“Ah Niu is still joking with me at a time like this.”
"A while ago, this young man with an ethereal aura and a young woman with an ethereal aura came to my underworld with a Heavenly Tribulation Token from two thousand years in the future to be reincarnated in the mortal realm to undergo tribulations. Guess what their identities show in the Book of Fate?" he asked me with wide eyes.
I shook my head blankly.
Ah Niu remarked with delight: "Two thousand years later: Wen Yanshuo, son of Ahua Wenheng."
And the other one?
Two thousand years later: Ye Huan, daughter of the Demon King Ye Chen!
"Heh!" I sneered.
Two little immortals who traveled from two thousand years in the future—this is the coldest joke I've ever heard.
"Ah Niu, you don't need to use this lame joke to comfort me!"
"Putting aside the fact that only gods are qualified to open time tunnels, how could a mere immortal like him open one?"
What's even more ridiculous is that Ye Chen, the Demon King's daughter, is also a cultivator?
That doesn't make any sense.
That's very unrealistic.
“But that’s how it shows in their Book of Fate! Would I lie to you?” Ah Niu said earnestly.
My lips twitched: "Really?"
“Your body hasn’t perished yet, so you’d better hurry up and finish cleaning these three thousand toilets and go back! Don’t forget that one day here is equivalent to one year in the mortal world! If you don’t go back soon, your body will turn into a skeleton, and then it will be too late!” Ah Niu patted my shoulder and said.
I stared at the young boy in the distance, dumbfounded, and studied him for a long time.
"Look closely, this kid's eyes and eyebrows do look a bit like mine!"
"A-Shuo!"
At this moment, a woman who looked almost identical to Ye Ling'er suddenly appeared.
She called out the boy's name with a smile as warm as spring.
But I stood up in astonishment.
Filled with rage, he reached out to attack the woman.
The woman sensed my murderous intent but dodged my attack with a quick movement.
But I was not giving up and attacked again, only to be stopped in time by Ah Niu as I was brandishing my claws.
The woman looked at me with great confusion and said, "Where did this crazy woman come from?"
But the young boy walked over with a cold face and said, "This is my mother!"
The woman then realized what was happening.
With a grin, she turned around and called out to me, "Oh, it's my beloved mother-in-law! Hello, Mother-in-law! I'm your daughter-in-law, Ye Huan!"
Seeing her say that made me even angrier and more embarrassed.
He jumped three feet high!
But Ah Niu held on tightly.
He could only glare and yell, "What kind of damn daughter-in-law is this! I don't have a daughter-in-law like you! It must be you, Ye Ling'er, you little devil, playing tricks on me! I'll kill you today!"
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