Chapter 103 Urine is a good thing
Wuya paused for a moment and then continued.
“In my previous life, I was the son of a wealthy family. I died at the age of 25. My ancestors were all virtuous and meritorious people in the local area.”
I was frail as a child, and my parents would send money to local temples and Taoist monasteries during festivals to bring me good fortune.
They would even set up soup kitchens at local temples to provide porridge and clothing to beggars and the poor.
Nevertheless, I still died of illness at the age of 25. When I passed away, my parents burned countless jewels and properties for me.
Because of my great merits, along with my fame and enough money, I was not sent to be reincarnated in the underworld, but instead given a spot to take the exam for a ghost officer.
In my past life, I was also a very ambitious person. I thought that since I couldn't fulfill my wish of passing the imperial examinations and becoming an official in my previous life, it would be good to be able to fulfill my wish after death.
So I agreed to their suggestion to stay in the underworld and take the exam for the ghost messenger.
I thought the exams in the underworld would be fair and just like those in the mortal world, but I never imagined that the so-called exams in the underworld were just about who could send more underworld money to their superiors.
I emptied my savings just to barely become a low-level ghost messenger, doing the dirtiest and most tiring work in the underworld.
I thought things would be peaceful now, but I never expected that every holiday my bosses would come over to ask for gifts. I had no choice but to ask my parents in a dream.
That year, my parents died in an accident on their way to burn paper money for me.
I thought that since my parents had passed away, we could be reunited as a family in the underworld, but I waited for many days at the gates of the underworld and they never came.
Later, a ghost messenger who was close to me told me that my parents were great benefactors in their previous lives, and that they could have been reborn into a good family, had many children and grandchildren, and died peacefully in their old age.
However, because I hadn't offered any tribute to the underworld officials for a long time, they took revenge on me by sending my parents to be reborn as animals.
My parents are such good people. Because of me, they have suffered a lot. Since the underworld can't accept me, I have no choice but to leave the underworld and come out to cultivate.
"When I've mastered my divine skills, I will surely return to the underworld and grind all those who bullied me to dust."
At this moment, the thick black mist around the old monster completely enveloped him, and the dense black mist showed that he was extremely angry.
Ning Bao gave him a sympathetic look.
"Sigh! It sounds pitiful, but even if you pity them, you can't just kill innocent people indiscriminately."
I've been to the underworld, but I don't know what the ghost officials and underworld officials are like. However, I have seen Yama, the King of Hell.
I think that although Yama looks a bit rough around the edges, he seems like a nice person and easy to get along with.
If you have a grievance, go and speak to King Yama about it…”
"Heh!" The old monster let out a helpless, cold laugh.
"How could someone like me, a lowly ghost messenger, possibly meet Yama, the King of Hell?"
The King of Hell in the underworld is like the emperor in the mortal world. Do you think the emperor is someone you can see whenever you want?
Besides, after experiencing so much, I've come to understand that revenge is only truly satisfying when taken personally.
To be honest, you're a pretty good kid, and I suddenly don't want to hurt you anymore. But for the sake of my divine power, I can only apologize.
After the old monster finished speaking, he immediately attacked Ning Bao with his palm.
Ningbao and Lingling quickly dodged the approaching black mist.
Then Lingling spun around and carried Ningbao towards the old monster. Ningbao, on Lingling's back, took the opportunity to swing the Soul-Locking Chain in his hand.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Suddenly, black mist rose throughout the entire mountain valley, and Ning Bao and the old monster began to fight.
Lingling and Ningbao, master and servant, worked together seamlessly. This old monster was no simple character either; in no time, the two sides had exchanged over a hundred blows.
Ning Bao frowned. This old monster was indeed not simple. It was getting late, and she didn't want to delay any longer.
Ning Bao put away the Soul-Locking Chains and drew her peach wood sword. Just as Ning Bao was about to attack again, Ling Ling gave her a mysterious look.
"Master, bring out an unused jar."
Ningbao was stunned for a moment. Lingling was fighting for the jar right now. Based on her understanding of Lingling, Lingling was always a cat who took fighting seriously.
It was impossible for Ning Bao to do something unrelated to fighting at such a crucial moment, so he took out a pottery jar without hesitation.
These pottery jars were thrown away by the villagers before they went into the forest; she picked up quite a few of them back then.
Lingling took the jar and gave Ningbao a mysterious smile.
"Master, you probably don't know this, but my urine is the nemesis of evil spirits. I haven't urinated in years, but seeing this monster today has given me the urge to urinate."
I thought this urine was very precious, and since this old monster happened to be there, I couldn't let it go to waste. Master, I need to relieve myself first; would you please excuse me?"
Ning Bao stared speechlessly at Lingling as the black mist surged forward again.
"Haven't you had enough yet? Are you sure you want to pee here?"
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