Chapter 412 Is it worth it?
Even though they were used to seeing life and death, the Black and White Impermanence were still somewhat moved.
They had seen too many cases of people killing each other for money, so the little baby's behavior at this moment surprised them.
It is said that children's emotions are the purest and most innocent, and this statement is absolutely true.
"Is he your family?" asked Hei Wuchang.
The little dumpling shook his head.
"He's not your family, yet you're willing to give up all your wealth for him?"
"Yeah!" Little Dumpling nodded without hesitation.
“Is it worth it?”
"worth!"
"Unfortunately, this is not something that can be solved with money." Bai Wuchang sighed.
"What should I do to save him?" The little girl looked up at him.
Bai Wuchang shook his head helplessly, "You can't save him, no one can save him."
"Zun Da?"
"real……"
Before Bai Wuchang could finish his words, Xiaotuanzi suddenly punched him.
Bang!
A bigger piece of gold fell to the ground.
call out!
Bai Wuchang was knocked away again and disappeared without a trace.
"Humph! Look at you, why are you still elbowing him!"
The little girl put her hands on her waist and raised her eyebrows.
He turned his head and looked at Hei Wuchang dimly, "You, come here!"
Hei Wuchang shook his head so hard that his hat almost flew off his head.
"No, no, no, distance makes beauty!"
"You look the cutest at this distance!"
Little Dumpling usually loves people praising her for being cute, but today she couldn't be happy. She took the village head's hand and walked back.
"It's useless." Hei Wuchang followed behind, "The King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you here until five o'clock? If you're dead, you're dead."
"It's not like that!" Little Dumpling stomped his feet in anger.
"Life and death are determined by fate. His life span has come to an end. Even if we, the Black and White Impermanence, were not there, other ghost messengers would have come to take him away."
"I don't believe it!" The little dumpling shook his little fist. "Tell me, and I'll beat you up!"
After saying that, he pulled the village head, who looked dazed, back.
Hei Wuchang couldn't help but sigh, "I'm telling the truth. It's useless for you to take him back. People's lifespans are recorded in the Book of Life and Death, which is managed by King Yama. Ergou from Heihe Village is recorded as sixty-four years old in the Book of Life and Death. This number cannot be changed..."
Little Dumpling looked at the headman who looked like a walking corpse, and suddenly stopped and turned around.
With a wave of his little hand, Hei Wuchang flew up.
"Hey! Ancestor! Little ancestor! What are you doing?" Hei Wuchang shouted in panic.
Little Tuanzi opened his little hand and pulled the iron shackles from Hei Wuchang's hand. With a little force, the iron shackles wrapped around Hei Wuchang's waist.
"Bang!"
Hei Wuchang fell to the ground and looked at Xiaotuanzi speechlessly.
The little dumpling stretched out his little hand, grabbed one end of the iron shackle, and pulled him forward.
"Ancestor, what are you going to do?" Hei Wuchang had never felt so helpless.
Knowing that she is a big boss who has come down to earth, we can't really go against her.
"Hey, little ancestor, it's no use trying to embarrass Old Eight!"
Bai Wuchang floated back from some distant place, his waist was strangely bent, and he looked much shorter.
"Take me to see Yan Wang!" The little dumpling bared his teeth fiercely, like an angry little beast.
The Black and White Impermanence looked at me and I looked at you, and we both shook our heads at the same time.
"impossible!"
"Can't!"
"Okay!" The little dumpling's hands were as fast as lightning. He grabbed the iron shackles of Black Impermanence with one hand and the tongue of White Impermanence with the other.
He swung them around 9981 times.
“Ahhhhhh—”
“Ahhhhhhhh——”
The two of them screamed like ghosts.
After an unknown amount of time, Hei Wuchang finally spoke.
"stop--"
"I'll take you there! Why can't I just take you there?"
Baji.
The little dumpling's hand loosened and the two of them fell to the ground.
"Old Eight! Why didn't you stop it earlier! Ugh—" Bai Wuchang spat out a mouthful of sour water.
"Seventh Brother, I'm waiting for you to tell him to stop." Hei Wuchang staggered, with stars in his eyes.
"My tongue is about to be torn off, how can I say stop?"
"Oh yeah! Forgot about that!"
"Old Eight, straighten my waist."
"Here it comes! Tsk tsk, you have a comminuted fracture!"
After Hei Wuchang's operation, Bai Wuchang's waist made a crackling sound and he finally stood up straight.
"Bang!" The little dumpling put all the gold, silver and treasures into the space without a smile on his face.
You can tell at first glance that he's about to get angry and hit someone at any moment.
The Black and White Impermanence sighed in unison and resigned themselves to their fate, leading the way.
Not to mention that they didn't dare to go against the little baby, even if they really did, they would not be her match.
The little boy held the robes of the two men with one hand and the soul of the village head with the other.
I had just taken two steps when the environment in front of me suddenly changed.
Thick gray-yellow fog suddenly surged in from all directions, and it was pitch dark when walking in it.
The air around him quickly became extremely cold, making him shiver uncontrollably.
"Little ancestor, are you cold? You asked for this on your own!" Bai Wuchang couldn't help but hold the little girl's hand, but found that she was warm and not affected by the Yin energy at all.
I don’t know how long it took, but the thick fog around me suddenly disappeared, and a checkpoint appeared before my eyes.
There are quite a few ghosts queuing up in front of the level.
The little girl took a look and saw three big words faintly visible - Ghost Gate.
Sixteen ferocious ghost officials stood in front of the Ghost Gate, strictly interrogating each ghost one by one.
When it was the village head's turn, the ghost officer looked at the Black and White Impermanence and asked, "What's the matter? Do you still need to deliver it in person?"
Generally speaking, after the Black and White Impermanence lead the souls to the underworld, other ghost messengers will be there to pick them up.
"The situation today is a bit special." Hei Wuchang leaned close to the ghost messenger and whispered a few words.
Only then did the ghost notice that there was a pink and tender little baby standing next to the head of the village.
"What are you doing? Why did you bring a living child here?" The ghost was stunned.
When the other ghost officials heard this, they rushed forward and surrounded Xiaotuanzi.
"Hey! Little kid! This is not the place for you!"
"Little baby, go back quickly!"
"I don't want to get fat!!!" Little Dumpling clenched her fists. Her patience was almost exhausted.
"You have no choice! You need a guide to pass through the gates of hell!"
The ghost waved his hand, and a long strip of yellow soft paper floated out from the head of the village.
"See?! We'll only let you pass if you have this pass!"
The Black and White Impermanence hid behind the ghost messenger and interrupted: "See, we didn't lie to you! You really can't get in!"
"Shut up!" The little dumpling suddenly waved his hands.
A gust of wind swept by, and the sixteen ghost officials were blown to and fro.
"No pass! I want one too! Go in!"
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