"Tang Xiaole," the blonde girl called out as she looked at the scenery.
Feng Guang chuckled coldly, "Sorry, my name isn't Tang Xiaole."
"Hmm? You're not called Tang Xiaole?" The girl looked at the book in her hand, then raised her hand and waved it. The image of the girl who should have been called Tang Xiaole appeared next to Fengguang. The phantom quickly disappeared, but the girl fell into a long silence.
Feng Guang is now able to remain calm and composed in the face of everything. Even if the King of Hell were standing in front of her, she would dare to curse him out. Anyone who was living a good life would be driven to illness by anger if they were suddenly dragged to the underworld.
"What the hell!" Suddenly, the girl slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily, "You've arrested the wrong person!"
"Did I arrest the wrong person?" The man named Naihe was unusually calm. Even though he knew he had arrested the wrong person, his expression didn't change at all.
"Didn't I show you what Tang Xiaole looks like?! How could you arrest the wrong person?!"
"Everyone looks the same to me."
"Then...didn't I tell you that Tang Xiaole would be wearing a skirt when she died!?"
"She was also wearing a skirt."
"Her dress is green, okay? I told you Tang Xiaole wore a white dress!"
A ghost messenger whispered, "Meng Po, have you forgotten that Naihe lacks three of his five senses?"
The five senses are hearing, smell, taste, touch, and sight. However, this person not only lacks touch and taste, but also has impaired vision. He is colorblind, which means that all the colors in the world appear black and white to him.
So what's the point of talking about white dresses or green dresses in front of him?
"Meng Po?" If all the terrifying scenes were nothing to Feng Guang, she was still surprised to learn that a delinquent girl was the legendary Meng Po. "You're Meng Po?"
"What's wrong? Do you think I'm Meng Po and you're making such a fuss?" The blond-haired girl's expression was unfriendly.
Feng Guang was silent for a moment, then said, "I just feel... you are much younger than the stories I've heard."
"Hmph, don't you humans just like to spread rumors that I'm an old woman?! I'm 4,280 years old this year, how am I old?!" As long as it's a woman, she'll get quite angry when it comes to age. Meng Po is a woman, so naturally she has the common problems that women have.
Feng Guang's lips twitched. It was the first time she had heard the phrase "age 4,280." She said directly, "Well, I have a problem with that! I was originally thinking of saving a life, but I ended up being dragged into the underworld by your ghost messengers. How are you going to settle this matter of your ghost messengers arresting the wrong person?"
"This is all Naihe's fault! Go settle the score with him!" Meng Po pointed and sat down, slamming her hand on the table and shouting, "Come on, everyone in line, it's time to drink the water of forgetfulness!"
She had the imposing presence of a domineering older sister calling out to her children to line up and wait for their share of fruit on campus.
Meanwhile, the ghost messengers who were watching the spectacle immediately subdued the ghosts under their jurisdiction, lining them up one by one and rushing them to be reincarnated.
This Meng Po clearly didn't want to get involved in the trouble, so she could only look at the man on the dog leash... no, on the chain. She raised an eyebrow and said, "I said, now you know you've arrested the wrong person, right? Aren't you going to let me go?"
Instead of admiring the scenery, he said to Meng Po, who was pretending to be busy, "Didn't you want to meet your performance targets? Since she's already here, let her reincarnate."
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