Little Yanbao followed the unlucky guy into the seemingly simple wooden house, which actually contained a lot of surprises.
An old woman, whose face was obscured, sat in a round-backed chair beside an eight-immortal table. The flickering candlelight made the room seem somewhat eerie and terrifying.
"sit!"
As soon as Meng Po spoke, three chairs instantly appeared behind Xiao Yanbao and the others. Xiao Yanbao first looked at the unlucky guy and saw him sit down expressionlessly before following him and sitting down on the chair.
Although Xiao Yanbao couldn't see Meng Po's face clearly, he had a feeling that Meng Po's eyes were always staring at him.
"My lord, we need to get to the Underworld as soon as possible. Could you please escort us?"
The unlucky fellow looked at Meng Po and pleaded softly.
Meng Po seemed not to hear the unlucky fellow's words, and simply looked quietly at the adorable little Yan Bao. The whole room fell into silence, with only the occasional crackling sound of candle flames popping.
Li Muhao hesitated for a moment, suppressing the fear brought on by Meng Po, and stood up with a stiff upper lip.
Meng Po's gaze then fell upon Li Muhao, who had just stood up. Li Muhao's body seemed unable to bear Meng Po's gaze, and his bones made a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache. In an instant, large beads of sweat covered Li Muhao's forehead.
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yanbao swept away Meng Po's oppressive aura completely. After all, Xiao Yanbao was capable of withstanding the oppressive aura of top-tier underworld figures like Jiang Li and Ye Ming.
In fact, Meng Po also wanted to test Xiao Yanbao, but she didn't dare to risk attacking Xiao Yanbao, so she could only target Li Muhao instead.
Seeing that Xiao Yanbao had easily dispelled the oppressive aura she had brought, Meng Po was greatly surprised. She quickly put her mind to it and, without showing any emotion, began to ask questions as if she were having a casual chat.
"Did you just arrive in the underworld? Did something happen on your journey to the Yellow Springs?"
Meng Po was asking Xiao Yanbao this question. The unlucky guy wanted to answer for Xiao Yanbao, but Meng Po's sharp gaze stifled his words.
Although the unlucky ghost claims to be fearless, he is at most a slightly special ghost in the underworld, with a status only slightly higher than that of ordinary ghosts.
But Meng Po is different. She is a wandering immortal who has existed in the celestial realm since the beginning of time. Because she could not let go of her hatred when she saw people die, she came to the underworld alone.
A large cauldron was set up beside the Bridge of Helplessness, specifically to brew the Meng Po soup that people could not forget in their mortal lives, thus allowing them to enter the next cycle of reincarnation.
Although Meng Po's status is not as high as the Eight Great Ghost Kings, it is second only to them.
"It's alright, Lord Meng. I wish to go to the Yama Palace to see the Judge. I would be grateful if Lord Meng could grant me this favor!"
As Xiao Yanbao spoke, Meng Po got up and went to a bright spot. Meng Po was not the old woman that Xiao Yanbao had heard about in the human world, but a beautiful young girl who was about the same age as Li Wan Ning.
Li Muhao, standing to the side, was also stunned. Meng Po wasn't an old woman after all. Could the legend be wrong? And would Ultraman be a group of old men?
"I'm curious why Wangchuan is chasing you. Do you have some grudge against him?"
As Meng Po spoke, she turned her gaze to the unlucky ghost, then pointed at him with her jade finger and said:
"You tell me!"
Seeing this, the unlucky fellow hurriedly got up, as if afraid that the secret would be overheard by those outside. He tremblingly approached Meng Po's side and carefully began to speak:
"The Lord of the River of Oblivion, the Ghost King, must have rebelled. You must have sensed this little girl's extraordinary abilities, right? How could he not? I must report this to Lord Yama!"
When Meng Po heard that the Ghost King of Wangchuan was about to rebel, she showed no surprise, but instead looked at the unlucky ghost with a strange expression.
"How long has it been since you went back to the underworld?"
The unlucky fellow scratched his thinning hair, counted on his fingers for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he simply rolled his eyes and said:
"I've lost count, it's been a very, very long time. What does how long I've been away from the Underworld have to do with that guy Wangchuan's rebellion?"
Meng Po chuckled and was about to explain when the lantern ghost outside the door shouted sharply, as if a ghost had come to break into Meng Po's residence.
Hearing the commotion outside, the unlucky fellow's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked up at Meng Po again.
"grown ups?"
"It's alright. Unless Wangchuan comes in person, his lackeys alone wouldn't be able to break into my territory even if they were given a thousand years."
As soon as Meng Po finished speaking, the lantern ghost outside the door suddenly screamed, and the light outside the door went out instantly.
"Meng Po, I've arrived! Aren't you going to come out and greet me?"
The three people in the room heard the words coming from outside the door, and their expressions instantly became extremely solemn. Meng Po's face was also covered with frost.
"Follow me!"
Meng Po waved her hand, outlining an ancient bronze gate in the shadows of the candlelight. Then, she led Xiao Yanbao and the others through the gate into darkness.
For some reason, when Xiao Yanbao saw the ferocious beasts on the bronze gate, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he were very familiar with these beasts.
"Has the Lord of Arakawa really rebelled?"
After entering this dark space, the unlucky fellow eagerly asked Meng Po a question. Meng Po first nodded, then gently shook her head, leaving everyone completely confused.
"It can't be called a rebellion; he just wanted to take over the position of Yama and temporarily rule the underworld."
"Huh? Him? Lord Yama has mastered a portion of the laws of the underworld. Although the Lord of the River of Oblivion ranks quite high among the ghost kings, can he withstand a slap from Lord Yama?"
Meng Po first sighed, then looked at Xiao Yanbao with a complicated expression.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
Xiao Yanbao originally wanted to remind his grandfather that things were urgent and he desperately needed to find the judge, but when he saw that the unlucky guy didn't have any anxious expression, he suppressed his own anxiety.
"My name is Li Xinyan. You can call me Yanbao or Yanyan."
Meng Po nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the unlucky ghost.
"Wangchuan is no longer an ordinary ghost king; he has also mastered some of the laws of the underworld!"
The unlucky guy was stunned upon hearing this, and said speechlessly:
"What gives him the right? Lord Yama was personally bestowed the power of law by Lord Hades. Could it be that the Lord of the River of Oblivion also received a reward?"
Meng Po gently shook her head, gazing at the distant dark void, and spoke again with a dejected expression:
"Perhaps the Lord of the Underworld is truly gone, otherwise how could the Lord of the River of Oblivion have comprehended the power of the laws that belonged only to her?"
For a moment, both the unlucky ghost and Meng Po fell silent. Soon, the group arrived at a bright spot, which appeared to be an exit from this dark space.
"We're almost there. You guys go ahead. I'm going back to settle accounts with that guy Wangchuan!"
As soon as Meng Po finished speaking, she turned around and quickly left in the way she had come.
End of this chapter
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