Chapter 101 Seeing Her on My Dining Table

In the dark basement, a strange man's voice answered: "Are there strangers in the village today?"

Yi Min nodded: "Yes, some outsiders came."

"Liu Zhe told me that there is a three-year-old child among them who is white and tender, and looks like he has fresh flesh, is that right?"

Yi Min recalled the appearance of the three little girls and nodded: "Yes, there is a Su Mianmian, who is indeed like what you described."

"Okay, I want to see her at my dining table tomorrow! You arrange it!"

When Yi Min heard this request, he stayed where he was.

Ate Su Mianmian? How to eat this? The cameras are all there, and Su Mianmian is still so popular. If she dies, there will definitely be a strict investigation, and the secrets of the entire village may be exposed.

He was slow to speak, but he heard a voice in his ear: "What? Is this matter making you feel embarrassed? Your Yi family has been under my protection for so long, and your father has always obeyed me. Now, you want to disobey me?"

Yi Min looked unhappy.

The power of their life and death is in the hands of the other party, but what the other party wants them to do will lead to their own destruction.

Both sides are dead ends, what should I choose? "Anyway, I'm going to have her tomorrow night, so you should consider your life."

In the dark basement, a woman's terrified scream suddenly rang out.

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In the building of the production team, Mianmian quietly touched everyone's wrist, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the medicine did not leave any problems for everyone.

Don't worry, Baibai and Liu Hui are waiting for Baibai, Dahuang and Xiaohuang to come back.

After a while, Baibai, Dahuang and Xiaohuang came back.

"Awoo, awoo, awoo." Baibai couldn't wait to share with Mianmian what he saw.

Mianmian was surprised when she heard this: "Are there a lot of snakes in the back mountain?"

Bai Bai: "Ahhh, ahhhh."

He poked the two chickens with his claws.

The two chickens have grown a lot bigger now. One has colorful feathers and is a rooster, while the other is a hen. Suddenly, they were hit by the white claws and almost fell to the ground, chirping in protest.

Mianmian touched Baibai’s head.

Baibai was saying that Dahuang and Xiaohuang were nearly eaten by a snake when they were looking for food. He saved the two chickens and was looking for Mianmian to take credit for it.

"Baibai is awesome, but when you go out to play tomorrow, be careful. This village is very strange." Mianmian warned.

Baibai nodded and clamored to go to bed.

Mianmian used the talisman she had used when cleaning on Baibai, and only then did Baibai jump onto the bed.

She also lay down, thinking about things while waiting for her seventh nephew to come back from taking a bath and pat her to sleep.

How to deal with those who should have died? They are neither dead nor alive, their souls have not left their bodies, and they are still alive.

What Mianmian learned did not include directly pulling out the souls of living people. Mom said that this was not what they should do, because this was a job for the underworld to handle. People could not compete with the underworld's ghosts for work.

Should I contact Uncle Cui about this matter? Will it bother him too much?

After struggling for a while, Mianmian fell asleep.

"Mianmian, Mianmian."

Mianmian, who had fallen asleep, suddenly heard someone calling her name. She drifted in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a man in a red ancient robe.

The man had handsome features, but his face looked as if he had not seen the sun for years, and had a cold paleness. He stared at Mianmian who had opened her eyes, waiting for the little milk ball who had been awakened to regain consciousness.

Mianmian rubbed her eyes, and after a while she noticed that she was no longer in the room, so she asked in confusion: "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"Xiao Mianmian, don't you know me?" The man curled his lips, "Didn't you write me a letter a few days ago?"

Mianmian suddenly remembered that the only time she wrote a letter was to Judge Cui Yu of the underworld. This was such a surprise. During the day, she was thinking about whether to write another letter to Uncle Cui, and then Uncle Cui came.

She said in a pleasantly surprised tone, "You are Judge Cui! Mianmian wanted to write to you again during the day, but was afraid to disturb you too much. Mom said that all judges are very busy."

After saying that, he looked up at Cui Yu. Mom said that Judge Cui likes to wear red and is a very good-looking little brother. It turns out to be true! Cui Yu smiled after hearing what Mianmian said: "You want to find me, it should be the same thing as me wanting to find you."

"What's the matter?" Mianmian asked, tilting her head to look at Cui Yu's empty palm, her big eyes full of confusion.

Cui Yu was speechless, and summoned the underworld magic weapons in his charge, the Soul-Catching Pen and the Book of Life and Death: "Are you looking for this?"

Mianmian nodded: "Yeah!"

She opened her third eye.

A cold blue halo immediately appeared on the seemingly ordinary brush and book.

Mianmian wanted to take a closer look, but the blue light hurt her eyes.

Her eyes were instantly filled with tears and she rubbed her eyes, not daring to look anymore.

"Huh?" Cui Yu was surprised.

What did the little kid do just now? It caused the Soul-Catching Pen and the Book of Life and Death to react briefly, and they almost slipped out of his hand. As expected, the name that suddenly appeared in the Book of Life and Death was just as the King of Hell said, there was something special about him.

Cui Yu looked at the little girl who was looking at him with one eye open. He wanted to reach out to wipe away her tears, but he was afraid that his body as the god of the underworld would cause harm to her, so he had to withdraw his hand and watch quietly.

Mianmian relieved the pain in her eyes, blinked to make sure her eyes were fine, and patted her chest to breathe a sigh of relief. It turns out that the magic weapon of the gods cannot be looked at casually, it will hurt.

"Uncle Cui hasn't said anything that's consistent with what Mianmian thinks." Mianmian asked.

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Cui Yu said seriously: "What I want to talk about is the problem of this village."

He activated the Book of Life and Death, and it immediately flipped through the pages, stopping at the page of "Yide Village," which had many names written on it.

"These people have escaped capture by the underworld for a long time." Cui Yu pointed out the names to Mianmian.

Mianmian looked at the tall Book of Life and Death, took the initiative to walk to Cui Yu, and pulled Cui Yu's robe.

Just after pulling it, Cui Yu suddenly lifted his robe and stepped back.

Mianmian was frightened by Cui Yu's big move. She looked up with a puzzled look on her fair face: "Uncle Cui, why are you avoiding Mianmian?"

Cui Yu lowered his eyes and stared at Mianmian: "I am the God of the underworld. Mortal bodies cannot be touched. They cannot bear it."

Mianmian heard this and said, "Uncle Cui, please squat down. Mianmian can't see the words in the Book of Life and Death."

Cui Yu then realized that he was not talking to the evil spirits from the underworld. After thinking for a while, he lifted his robe and squatted down.

Mianmian patted the ground and said, "Uncle, sit down. Your legs will get sore if you squat."

That's just childish worry.

Cui Yu's eyes softened a little, and he simply lifted his robe and sat down, pointing at the name in the Book of Life and Death and talking to Mianmian.

"These people should have been sent to the underworld 100 years ago. The underworld sent ghost messengers here time and time again, but they always took back some insignificant people." Cui Yu pointed out the names to Mian Mian, "There are countless ghosts in the underworld crying out for justice. The cases were copied to me, but it took too long, so I only saw them recently."

He explained the reason, and after a pause, he said, "We have a god in the underworld who is in the position of a deity. He cannot move around freely in the world of the living. There are not many people in the world of the living who can take care of this matter. We can only ask you for help."

Mianmian listened to Cui Yu's words quietly and wrote down the names pointed out. The number of these names just matched the number of people she saw who were supposed to have died.

"Okay, Mianmian came here to take care of it." Mianmian nodded, and thought of the soul-calming monuments in the pomegranate garden. "There are still many people's souls trapped in the pomegranate garden. Mianmian also wants to rescue them."

Cui Yu sighed after hearing what Mian Mian said, "The speed of the underworld handling things is too slow nowadays. Maybe it should be changed. The souls you mentioned should be on this page, but the underworld's ghost messengers are not enough and can't come here."

The Book of Life and Death was flipped again, this time with many names, flipping through it again and again.

Cui Yu added: "These are the souls of those who died in an accident, but the ghosts were unable to find their souls."

"There are so many." Mianmian couldn't even remember the names.

She thought of the two evil ghosts, one big and one small, that she had sent to the ghost messenger to take away, as well as the cat Nuomi: "How are the three ghosts I sent away?"

Cui Yu: "The two evil ghosts are being punished in hell, and the cat's soul is waiting to be reincarnated. It should be reincarnated as a human, but people in the world of the living are not very willing to welcome new life. I wonder how long it will have to wait in line."

It was not the first time that Mianmian had heard that there were many ghosts in the underworld. This time, when she heard Judge Cui Yu say the same thing, she frowned and became distressed.

After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of a solution. She sighed and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Mianmian has no way to solve this problem either."

Cui Yu looked at the depressed little kid, moved his slender fingers, and wanted to touch the little kid's head.

But he still held back and took out a rope from his sleeve: "Xiao Mianmian, this is for you."

(End of this chapter)