You are Bai Wuchang, you farm
A loud thunder roared along with the lightning, and the chaotic underground world was suddenly filled with white light. No matter where you were, you could not escape the dual urging of the sound and light.
Everyone in the underworld knew what this meant: the King of Hell was about to hold a meeting.
There's lightning and thunder, everyone, gather at Yama's Hall!
In an instant, all the underworld people in the sky, on the ground, on the sea and in the air quickly rushed to the King of Hell's Palace, as densely packed as ants returning to their nest.
On the Yellow Springs Road, there was also a man who was following a large group in a hurry to the Palace of Yama. His clothes were loose today and his shoes didn't seem to fit his feet. When he walked faster, his steps became disordered and he staggered all the way.
After stumbling to the Hell King's Hall, he saw everyone else lined up in rows, leaving him like a student late for a meeting. He didn't dare move forward and instead stood at the end of the line, intending to stay there until the meeting was over.
"Master Bai Wuchang, your place is not here. You should stand in the first row over there. This is the area where the lowest-ranking employees, Level 18, stand."
The employee, whose face was covered in darkness and whose facial features could not be seen clearly, whispered a reminder to him and pointed to an area far ahead to show him the way.
Bai Wuchang pulled his hat down and replied in a low voice:
"But I'm late, and I don't want to disturb the line up in front. I'll just stand here."
"It's no big deal that you're late. Please leave before the King of Hell comes in, so that the King of Hell can find you."
Bai Wuchang, who was being forced to go to the front, didn't dare to refute anything. He was afraid that the noise of the conversation would attract more people's attention.
He didn't dare to take the empty middle passage on both sides of the team. He squeezed into the corner of the wall, stuck to the wall of the Hall of Yama, and moved to the front like a caterpillar.
As I moved, I prayed in my heart, "You can't see me, you can't see me."
In fact, Bai Wuchang's worries at this time were completely unnecessary. As a first-level employee, whatever he did was right. In the eyes of other employees, Lord Bai Wuchang had just invented some special way of entering.
He finally moved to the front of the line, but when he saw that the front was empty and there was no longer a wall of people blocking the way, he unconsciously took a step back.
As he stumbled back, he bumped into a person's stiff shoulder and almost fell into the other person's arms. Fortunately, he stabilized his center of gravity in time and supported himself with his feet to keep a fist's distance from the other person.
Phew, safe.
If he raised his head slightly from this angle, he could see the other person's strong jawline. The dark messy hair covered his eyes, making it look like only the lower half of his face was moving. The other person was obviously leaning over to look at him.
Bai Wuchang immediately lowered his hat and looked down, not daring to glance around again. However, the other party did not let him go and asked him:
"You're often absent from meetings in the underworld. What brings you here today?"
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"Why are you wearing your work clothes so sloppily and your height seems to have shrunk?"
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"I heard that many people from both heaven and earth have been sneaking into the underworld recently. Could it be that you are..."
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Master, stop talking! I'm already sweating profusely!
Even with beads of sweat rolling down his face, he still had to pretend to be calm and make his mouth into a "V" shape with a sweet smile.
If he had waited another second, or even another second, he would have confessed. Fortunately, at this moment, a middle-aged man with a scholarly appearance stepped out of the queue, walked up to the desk in the hall, cleared his throat and said in a strong voice:
"Silence! A general meeting of all Underworld employees is now underway. Stop the gossip. Now, Lord Yama is invited to the stage to give his speech. Everyone, give him a warm welcome!"
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After a round of warm applause, a "heavyweight" god with a burly figure like a mountain appeared on the stage. He had a ferocious face, a high nose and red eyes. His red eyes made people feel cold. Just being swept by his eyes was as if being burned by the fire of hell. Every step he took made the ground shake.
"Hello, Lord Yama!"
"Hello, Lord Yama!"
Greetings came one after another in the team. After Yan Wang sat down in the hall slowly, he raised his hand to signal his subordinates to be quiet.
For a moment, the sound of a pin drop seemed to be audible.
"Ahem, okay, time for the meeting."
The King of Hell took the long manuscript handed to him by the middle-aged scholar, glanced at it a few times, and then threw it all behind him. The employees of the underworld secretly exclaimed "Wow", but the middle-aged scholar was not surprised and acted calmly.
"Accountant, don't give me these things next time. I asked everyone to gather here for a meeting today, and I don't think everyone wants to listen to my long speech and a bunch of flowery opening remarks. Let's make it short. I declare--"
"We in the underworld need to start farming!"
"Clap, clap, clap!!" The middle-aged male scholar and accountant led the applause.
The initially hesitant and sparse applause from the surroundings gradually turned into enthusiastic applause.
Whether you understand it or not, let’s liven up the atmosphere first.
Yan Wang was also inspired by the atmosphere and shouted out the slogans for his goal in this meeting.
We in the underworld are going to develop an agricultural economy!
Green ecology, revitalize the underworld!
"Yan, Lord Yama, isn't the reason we call it the Underworld because it's symbolized by death? You said you wanted to revitalize the Underworld... but I'm afraid that's impossible. This would disrupt the very foundation of the Underworld..."
An employee of the underworld with a green face and fangs raised the question.
"I went to a meeting in heaven, and the real-time data comparison between the underworld and the human world listed on the whiteboard made me feel ashamed!"
It turns out that he was beaten.
"I visited the human world. They were bustling with traffic during the day and bustling with neon lights at night. They even used something called 'technology' to make everything grow. Even the desert was sprouting green vegetation."
It turns out that he was shocked.
"On the other hand, our underworld is very backward."
Indeed, they are still wearing clothes from the last century before last.
"Because there are no new flowers or trees growing in our underworld, many areas are now in serious disrepair."
Alas, this is undeniable. The silt beneath the Wangchuan River has remained undrained for millions of years, and the planks of the Naihe Bridge cannot be repaired due to a lack of new timber. It's said that this year, several unlucky individuals stepped on the rotten planks and fell into the Wangchuan River, losing their chance to reincarnate.
"How come they are two places in the same Chinese territory, one the human world and the other the underworld, now they have become so different? I am deeply saddened!"
The King of Hell hammered the table.
"You guys tell me! Do you want to change?"
"want!"
The employees echoed.
"Do you want to farm?"
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Silence, a series of silences. Farming? It was a thankless task. You put in 100% effort, but yielded nothing. Besides, everyone knew how deplorable the ecology of the underworld was. It was common to work so hard, only to find your efforts were wasted.
This is also the reason why the underworld still maintains the appearance of the previous century.
The King of Hell gritted his teeth and glanced at the employees below the stage.
He knew it, he knew it! No one responded to him. Even the accountant who usually ran in front and applauded was now lowering his head, hoping that the King of Hell would not call his name.
Humph, it’s okay, he already had a plan B to deal with this situation!
"The Black and White Impermanence over there!"
The King of Hell pointed his finger, and instantly all the employees in the underworld looked over!
Bai Wuchang, who had become the focus of everyone's attention, almost thought that he was about to be exposed in public, but he didn't expect that the next thing the King of Hell said was -
"The task of farming is left to you two!"
If he can’t find anyone to answer the call, can’t he assign someone else?
Bai Wuchang finally felt relieved. Fortunately, the King of Hell didn't notice. But after feeling relieved, he chewed the food carefully again...
"Farming? Bai Wuchang farming?"
While he was still repeating the King of Hell's commission, his hat was suddenly pulled off by someone.
"She is not Bai Wuchang!"
Tian Baozhu's hat was pulled off, and her white hair fell to the ground. The man who took off her hat - Hei Wuchang, looked at her with a cold and intimidating look behind his dark hair.
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Ahhhhh, it’s finally exposed!
She told Bai Wuchang that she couldn't do it!
She was just a recently deceased person.
In order to save two children who fell into a cesspool while playing, he lifted them out but drowned himself in it.
This can be said to be the most embarrassing way to die in history.
But when she saw two future flowers of the motherland crying and looking for adults in the sky, and that their lives were fine, she felt relieved. One life in exchange for two was worth it.
When she felt relieved, she felt her soul float away.
When she regained consciousness, her feet were already wandering along a long, winding road where it was difficult to tell up from down, east from west. Surrounding her were numerous ghosts, like her, walking with their heads bowed, their faces pale. Yellow dust billowed in the air, and she couldn't tell if it was simply the result of so many ghosts walking this road, or if it had always been this hellish.
Suddenly there was a bolt of lightning.
Thunder roared, and monsters (?) of all shapes and sizes from the sky and the ground came out in droves, all heading in the same direction - a building that was visible to the naked eye but seemed very far away.
Frightened by this strange sight, commotion broke out in the lifeless team. The ghosts who had been walking along the road in an orderly manner with their heads down the previous moment were now running around in panic.
There were ghosts walking in all directions, and some were running. Several ghosts bumped into Tian Baozhu as they passed by.
Another person fell beside her.
"Are you okay?" Without saying anything, she tried to pick him up.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be hesitating, she added:
"I often hold lambs with sprained legs. Once I hold them, they become obedient and don't struggle. That's how I build my strength. I can hold yours. Do you want to hold me?"
"No, just help me up."
Tian Baozhu bent down to support him and saw that the other person was a man who was both old and young.
Old, in that his voice lacks vitality, and he sounds like an elderly man in his twilight years; young, in that apart from his voice, he looks no older than thirty, and his long silver hair looks more like the dyed hair of a fashionista than a symbol of old age.
"Are you also someone who just died?" Tian Baozhu couldn't help but be curious.
"I am Bai Wuchang." The other party answered her with a smile.
Bai Wuchang, isn't that...
The White Impermanence who leads souls and is the nemesis of ghosts?
"Correction, it was the former Bai Wuchang, because now you are going to become Bai Wuchang."
Tian Baozhu: Huh?
The former Bai Wuchang narrowed his eyes and smiled again, his tone gentle and very persuasive:
"Did you hear the thunder just now? This is a notice that the underworld is going to hold a meeting. This is a very important meeting. Anyone who does not attend will be dismissed.
But look at me now. I was knocked down by these ghosts running around. I can't walk fast, and I have to deal with these ghosts running around. I am too busy to do anything else. It's really pitiful.
"Little girl, I have no one to turn to right now, so you can be the White Impermanence."
Although he was a very powerful ghost in the legend, he now looked like a helpless and pitiful old man, with his eyes emitting waves of help.
"Excuse me, you mean to ask me to attend a meeting in your place, not to ask me to take over your work, right?"
"You can be one if you want."
No, no, no, no, Tian Baozhu shook her head vigorously in refusal. Who would so easily entrust such an important position to a stranger, oh no, a strange ghost? Besides, she still had to reincarnate.
"Bai Wuchang is a regular civil servant in the underworld. Don't you like it?"
Tian Baozhu swallowed her saliva and said, "Establishment"... I'm so tempted...
But she regained consciousness and shook her head again, "No, I can only take your place and attend the conference once."
"Okay then." The former Bai Wuchang looked regretful that he had failed in his persuasion.
Tian Baozhu asked him how she could help him replace him. She couldn't just take off his clothes and put them on herself. The size difference was too big and it would be exposed at first glance.
"Don't worry, I have plenty of spare sizes." He turned his wrist and a set of men's clothes appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Although it was still a little too big for Tian Baozhu, after putting on a long white wig and a tall hat of Bai Wuchang, it really looked like the real thing.
"I am about to start my last shift before retirement." The former White Ghost took out a bell from his arms and faced the group of ghosts who wanted to attack him again with a smile on his face.
Just as Tian Baozhu turned around and wanted to say something more after taking a few steps, the former Bai Wuchang did not turn back to remind her:
"Go quickly, time waits for no one, and the King of Hell will punish those who are late."
These words made her quicken her pace again.
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Back to the present.
The current situation is that a little girl is being stared at by everyone in the Hades Hall. Although they dare not step out of line because of the meeting, everyone's gaze is like a spotlight on a completely black stage, only projected on her.
Tian Baozhu's scalp was numb and she was sweating coldly. She felt as if a basin of freezing water had been poured over her body.
In the end, what I worried about happened.
She had heard of the punishments of hell: walking on a mountain of knives, being plunged into a cauldron of oil, and many other extreme punishments that made the ghosts live a life worse than death, being eaten alive, and being tortured thousands of times. How would she be treated now that her true identity was exposed to the public?
"What's going on? Master Bai Wuchang in ghost costume?"
"Then where did Lord Bai Wuchang go?"
“…” “…”
The whispering sounds of discussion pierced her ears like needles.
Ugh, that's so harsh and painful!
Chirp—chirp—chirp—
All the sentences that came into her ears turned into noise. She couldn't hear what they were saying at all. She only saw that the person who exposed her identity was now reaching out as if to grab her arm.
She hadn't intended to deceive anyone, she was just being kind and filling in for someone else just this once. How could she have suffered such a fate? Ahhh, that Bai Wuchang who had first suggested that she impersonate someone else, please come out and say something!
"She is Bai Wuchang, the second generation of Bai Wuchang."
An old voice sounded, it was the old and young Bai Wuchang.
He walked in slowly from outside the open door.
He announced slowly:
"I hereby entrust the second generation of Bai Wuchang to farm the land on my behalf."
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