Chapter 197 Meow Meow Meow
The long staircase that was empty not long ago was now filled with countless ghost officials standing densely in layers, completely blocking Jian Yunlan's way. The ghost energy emanating from them turned into substance and enveloped the entire world. Suddenly, Jian Yunlan was completely surrounded by gloomy winds and ghostly green ghost fires, and he could no longer see the stairs.
Finally, the dark gap suddenly expanded, and another huge figure emerged from it.
The figure blocked out the sky and the sun, sitting upright on the throne, wearing a black crown and dragon robe. He had two thick and long eyebrows, a broad face, and an extremely majestic figure.
It’s the King of Hell!
The appearance of the King of Hell made all the ghost officials and judges bow down and kneel down, making way for him.
Even the horse-faced demon who had been so arrogant in front of Jian Yunlan not long ago put away his sickle and bowed respectfully to the King of Hell:
“We welcome the superior leaders to come and inspect our work. We hope that the leaders will actively give us instructions and valuable suggestions to help us improve and develop better!”
Lord Yama: “…”
The King of Hell was silent for a moment, ignoring the words of the Horse-Faced Demon, and floated in front of Jian Yunlan.
"Jian Yunlan," he said in a voice as loud as a bell, and in just two sentences he pronounced Jian Yunlan's fate, "Your death date is today. The book of life and death has a full 200 pages, and they are all filled with your name."
"You can't defy fate, just surrender!"
Although Jian Yunlan had seen Horse-Faced Demon before and even recruited Ox-Headed Demon as an employee, this was the first time he had seen such a large underworld scene.
He was shocked at the scene for a while before he keenly discovered the problem behind the King of Hell's words: "Two hundred pages? Two hundred pages?! How is that possible? Why are there so many of my names written in the Book of Life and Death? Do I have two hundred lives left?"
Jian Yunlan raised a reasonable question: "It must be fake!"
The King of Hell did not expect that someone would dare to refute him. He choked and blushed with anger. He said disdainfully, "I am upright and honest. My words are as good as gold. How can a villain judge the king's mind?!
"Come on, show him the evidence!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray shadow emerged from the crowd.
"Ahem," a judge with a long tongue holding a laptop flew in front of Jian Yunlan and turned the computer screen in front of Jian Yunlan. On it was a table titled "Book of Life and Death.xls". "Every word of Lord Yama is true. This is today's Book of Life and Death. Please take a look, client..."
The judge moved the touchpad of the laptop, sliding it down continuously to show it to Jian Yunlan.
Indeed, there were a total of two hundred pages in the spreadsheet, all filled with the three words "Jian Yunlan"!
This is the urgent need of heaven.
"Hehe... you are too depressed. The Lord of the Demon Prison has advised you, but you just won't listen." The horse-faced man in a tuxedo grinned again and drew out his sickle. He kept approaching Jian Yunlan. The eyes on his horse face were sunken and dark with ghost lights. The horse-faced man murmured:
"If you had forgotten about the Taotie, you could have lived a long life without illness or worries. But you insisted on coming to the Silent Platform. The closer you get to the Silent Platform, the more your name will be added to the Book of Life and Death."
...From the very beginning, Heaven had no intention of letting Jian Yunlan ascend the Nirvana Stage.
"And we also have the right to take your name, two hundred times!" Horse-Faced Guard's eyes showed a gleam of eagerness, and murderous intent suddenly burst out. "Last time, I failed because of the obstruction of that bull-headed kid. This time, that damn bull is dead. I, Old Horse, can finally get what I want and send you to the afterlife with my own hands!"
As he spoke, the whimpering of the wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves all around him became deeper and more mournful, like the sounds of a death farewell from the underworld.
The shadow of the sickle has been reflected in Jian Yunlan's eyes.
The King of Hell, sitting on the throne, said nothing and had no expression on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Jian Yunlan. The gaze from the depths of the underworld made Jian Yunlan's body feel as if it was poured with cement, making him unable to move.
The cold blade had already reached the side of his neck, advancing inch by inch...
Suddenly, the advancing blade was blocked by another huge force and could not move at all!
Jian Yunlan couldn't turn around, but she heard a deep and familiar voice:
"If you want to hurt Mr. Jian, you have to step over my dead body first!"
Along with the sound, a golden light enveloped Jian Yunlan's whole body. His body, which had been immobilized, slowly regained consciousness and he could move again.
Jian Yunlan flexed his fingers and immediately turned his head to look——
Niu Tou was still wearing his simple shorts, holding a bag of harvested crops in one hand and a hoe in the other. He looked like a farmer who had just finished his farm work. He smiled at Jian Yunlan naively and scratched his head, saying,
"Mr. Jian, I'm here to help you! Sorry, I'm here just now. I was busy harvesting before, and now I've just finished harvesting, so I'm finally free!"
Jian Yunlan felt a warm current flowing in his heart. If it weren't for Niutou, he would have died by now: "Niutou, I really don't know how to thank you..."
Niutou: "What is this! You are my boss, I can't just watch you die!"
Seeing the Bull Head suddenly appear, the Horse Face glared: "You... why is it you?! How could you still be alive?!!!"
The Horse-Faced Guardian kept glancing at the Bull-Headed Guard, his eyes becoming more and more surprised and terrified - they all thought that the Bull-Headed Guardian had been removed from the underworld and completely annihilated, but who knew that the Bull-Headed Guardian was not only alive, but his spiritual power had also become stronger?
It was as if the final restraint had been released, and his entire spiritual energy and power had reached a new level, and he could even break the King of Hell's spell of immobilization.
The King of Hell also looked stern:
"Niutou, you deserted your post, and you have the nerve to come back?!"
As he spoke, he moved his fingers and a bronze mirror immediately descended from the sky, pressing straight down towards Jian Yunlan and Niu Tou, trying to capture the two of them in the mirror.
The other ghost messengers, the Black and White Impermanence, and the judges also spoke up in frustration:
"That's right, a deserter, how dare you come back?" "Are you worthy of your superiors and colleagues?!" "The King of Hell is so good to you, how can your future, treatment, and salary in the underworld not be better than those working at a mortal snack stand?"
Hearing this, Niu Tou suddenly sneered: "Good prospects, treatment, and salary?!"
He turned to look at the Black and White Impermanence, his huge bull eyes gleaming with a sharp light: "You two have been working as soul-collectors for ten thousand years. The King of Hell originally promised you regular jobs and promotions within a thousand years. Did you keep your promise? Now you two are still temporary workers who have to run around the grassroots every day!"
Bai Wuchang’s face turned dark, and Hei Wuchang’s face turned white.
The two ghosts' lips trembled, not knowing how to refute.
“…”
The Bull-Headed Man turned to the Horse-Faced Man again, and his calm tone revealed a clear understanding of everything: "And you, Horse-Faced Man, my old colleague, you have no weekends off, no holidays, and you are on call 24 hours a day. Previously, you applied for a day off to celebrate your child's birthday, but the King of Hell made you take a day off to make up for 100,000 days of work! In addition to catching the dead, you are also asked to do all the other dirty and tiring work!"
The horse-faced demon's eyes were wide open and his eye sockets were a little red.
“…”
Niutou continued his attack with full of martial virtue, and turned to the remaining judges and ghost messengers. He used to be honest and taciturn, but now his voice was excited, and he was firing like a machine gun:
"And you, the judges of the Ten Courts of Hell, you work hard day and night, but your annual salary is only two strings of ghost money circulated in the underworld. If you attract the wrong soul, are late, or let the soul escape, your salary will be deducted. In serious cases, you will be fryed in oil as a punishment! Even if you work hard for thousands of years, the money you earn is not enough to buy a house. You can only live in a mass grave, not to mention eating fresh vegetables, fruits and offerings. You can only breathe the incense left over by others!"
After hearing this, all the ghost judges had empty eyes and looked distraught.
“…”
Hearing the Bull Head's chattering, the mentality of the employees in the underworld began to collapse, and the King of Hell could no longer sit still. He had a stern face, and his originally calm voice was filled with a hint of sharp sarcasm:
"Niutou, why are you saying this now? All companies in the industry are the same. These are the rules. The treatment I give is already good! It has been the same for so many years. If you think the treatment is not good, why don't you reflect on whether you are not working hard enough? Don't work overtime enough?"
"Also, you have the audacity to look down on my treatment. Can the treatment at your mortal snack stand be better than mine?!"
This really hits the nail on the head.
Niutou puffed out his chest proudly, counting on his fingers, and enumerating them:
"Mr. Jian gives me a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, including food and accommodation, five insurances and one housing fund. If I want to take a vacation, I can just apply for it and it will be approved. I don't need to work and I have freedom of time. Almost all the crops I grow belong to me, and Mr. Jian only takes a small portion.
“Although the company is small, it is stable. There are no frequent personnel changes, no lengthy rules and regulations, and no office politics…
“After working for a few months, I’ve saved enough for a down payment!”
With every extra word he spoke, the eyes of the Black and White Impermanence, the Horse-Faced God, the Ghost Messenger and the Judge became a little wider.
By the time he had finished speaking, all the ghosts' eyes were already red and bleeding.
They looked at Niutou in disbelief, then at Jian Yunlan:
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." "This is a science fiction movie, I don't believe it." "This, this sounds much more ghostly, I can do it."
“Is there really such a good job in this world…?”
"Could it be that, for so many years, we have been deceived by the King of Hell?!!!"
I don't know who whispered this.
It was like an epiphany, and all the ghosts present suddenly understood.
Tens of thousands of eyes stared at the King of Hell sitting on the throne.
…They didn’t speak, but that faint expression was worth a thousand words.
The King of Hell was horrified by their stares, his back felt numb, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He instantly became angry and cracked his whip:
"You nameless people, wandering ghosts, you dare to stare at me?! Who do you think you are? Arrest that traitor Niu Tou and that mortal Jian Yunlan right now, or I will fry you all in the oil pan!"
Originally, all the ghosts just looked at him dimly, wanting an explanation.
But as soon as the King of Hell said this, all the ghosts felt a "click" in their heads.
The anger and complaints accumulated over the years finally burst out——
Well, he knows that he is exploiting us, but he still refuses to repent!
It was at this time that Niutou raised his hoe high, raised his arms and shouted, expressing the thoughts of all the ghosts:
"Ghosts, unite and defeat the feudal capitalists who exploit ghosts. Let us establish a new order of fairness and freedom in the underworld!"
——"Abolish the oppression of the underworld bureaucracy!"
——"Cancel the 996 ghost hunting system!!"
——"Open up the right to free reincarnation!!!"
The Horse-Faced Ghost, the Black and White Impermanence, the Judge, the Ghost Messenger, more and more ghosts gathered together and shouted loudly.
They each picked up their weapons, gathered into a torrent, and rushed towards the King of Hell at the highest point!
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