That night, only a few lonely stars hung in the sky, and the dim moonlight shone on the bluestone slabs, looking a bit creepy.
Jiuxi was now dressed as a waiter in the inn, with a few big black moles on his face. He even lowered his voice and served sake to several ghost officials in official uniforms from time to time, while listening carefully. After a while, the door of the inn was kicked open again, and several more ghost officials walked in. Jiuxi counted carefully and found that there were fifteen ghost officials in the inn. He thought to himself, I didn't expect that the skills of the immortal world in poaching ghosts would be so powerful.
He even planned to take advantage of her. After the ghost messengers were seated, the innkeeper brought out several pots of boiled eggs and said with a smile, "This is my little gift to you gentlemen!"
The ghost officials were obviously very happy. One of the leading ghost officials divided the boiled eggs among themselves, giving each of them six eggs. The leading ghost official was unhappy and said, "Boss, you are showing favoritism!"
Six eggs weren't enough. The proprietress was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. Ever since these ghost messengers came in, the temperature in the inn seemed to have dropped a few degrees. Now being watched by the leading ghost messenger, the proprietress was even more frightened. Jiuxi brought another bowl of eggs from the kitchen and said, "Master, our proprietress is saving this bowl for you!"
The ghost patted Jiuxi's head and wanted to say a few words of praise, but when he saw Jiuxi's ugly face, he felt disgusted. He gathered the eggs in his arms and kicked Jiuxi into the corner. The ghost leader was happy, but the ghost officials under him were not happy. There were ten eggs in the bowl...
Jiuxi, kicked out by the leader, was so furious that even a large black mole on her face fell off. Since she took the throne of Hades, she had clearly decreed that all officials, regardless of whether they were high or low, would receive the same salary as ordinary ghost officials, and their monthly salary would be calculated based on how many ghosts they caught. Unexpectedly, after only a hundred years of absence, the rules of the underworld had been broken.
She was so angry that she felt she couldn't speak properly. The proprietress helped Jiuxi up and pulled her to the kitchen, whispering comfortingly, "Ermao, thank you! Otherwise, my life would be in danger this time!"
This made Jiuxi feel strange. Why would someone's life be in danger just because he offended the ghost messenger? Seeing Jiuxi's puzzled face, the proprietress closed the wooden door and said, "The owners of the two inns before offended the ghost messenger and died that night. Even their souls were taken away by the ghost messenger!"
How audacious! Jiuxi was so angry that his teeth itched, but then he relaxed. He just knocked the proprietress unconscious and put his ear to the wooden door to eavesdrop. What the ghost messenger said was nothing more than that zombies had come to the underworld today, and he was going to inform His Royal Highness the Crown Prince about this matter. At this time, he was drawing lots to choose who would go to Eling Mountain to meet the Crown Prince tomorrow.
The wooden door collapsed with a loud bang, sending up a cloud of dust. Jiuxi, dressed in a black robe, had a sinister look in his eyes, and the fan in his hand was clacking. The ghost officials were so frightened that they almost peed their pants, but they remained calm and asked, "Why is the master in Fengdu City?"
This questioning tone really made Jiuxi a little unhappy. Who is the master after all?
Jiuxi had a calm expression on his face, but his heavy boots kicked the wooden table away, blocking the door of the inn. He then pulled out a stool and slowly sat down. "What was the result of the draw? I'm very interested."
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