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The old man’s surname was Song. He was supposed to have died from illness, but due to an unexpected turn of events and the negligence of both Lin Miaomiao's Father and himself, the old man's death was not recorded in the Death Register.
As a result, the old man became an Accidental Death Ghost, which meant that no Wuchang Ghost came to reap his soul. This led to him absorbing Resentment, ultimately becoming attached to Lin Miaomiao.
Fortunately for Lin Miaomiao, she happened to encounter me. Otherwise, if she had been entangled with a Hungry Ghost for too long, her spirit would have been invaded, making it nearly impossible for anyone to save her. The Hungry Ghost was saved by me, so its soul had already arrived in the Underworld. According to the Death Register, it should not have been reincarnated yet.
However, speaking of Yama, he seemed to be living quite comfortably. It was already late in the morning, and it seemed like Yama King had just gotten out of bed.
But then again, there seemed to be no sun in the Underworld.
"Lord Bao, just waking up?" I called out to Yama King.
Yama King was once Bao Qing, the magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture, so calling him "Lord Bao" felt like a good deal for me.
"Ah, I was busy all night reviewing cases."
Reviewing cases all night? Thinking about Yama King's methods made me sweat for the criminals from last night. How tough must that person have been?
"What did you conclude in the end?" I asked curiously. What kind of crime could someone commit to endure a whole night without confessing?
"I didn’t conclude anything." Yama King wiped his face with a towel. "That guy turned out to be mute."
""
"Lord Bao, I'm not here to chat idly. I want to discuss something with you; what do you think?" I said, putting on a bold face as I approached Yama King.
"What is it?" Yama King replied while brushing his teeth. "As long as it doesn’t affect my principles, I’m open to it."
"What is your principle?"
"Depends on my mood."
""
Has Judge Bao become more and more disorganized since becoming Yama King?
"By the way, can I take a soul that has already been imprisoned out for a while?"
"Who?"
"You can see for yourself." I handed the Death Register to Yama King.
"This one? Do as you wish. I'll have Black Wuchang take you." Yama King said nonchalantly.
The back door of Yama's Hall led to a straight path that directly connected to the Bridge of Helplessness, but it also led to hell.
"Wow, so that's the famous Wishing Stone." As Black Wuchang and I walked along the road to hell, souls accompanied by ghosts occasionally passed by. At this moment, Black Wuchang was pointing at a pitch-black stone and introducing it to me.
"This is the Wishing Stone?" Although it wasn't my first time in the Underworld, it was my first time going to hell, and this was indeed my first encounter with the Wishing Stone.
Hidden among the bushes beside the road was a pitch-black stone, surrounded by swirling black gas. If it weren't for Black Wuchang, I really wouldn't have noticed it.
"Can I give this a try?" I asked Black Wuchang.
"This," Black Wuchang said, "requires a fee."
I was taken aback. Are you all out of your minds? You charge for this?
"How much is it per visit?" I had already dismissed the idea of going to take a look, but I was curious about the pricing.
"It’s free for those who are about to enter Reincarnation, but those still in hell have to pay. Also, ghosts and Wuchang will incur charges."
"What does that mean?"
"Those entering Reincarnation are supposed to visit the Wishing Stone as part of the process, but those suffering in hell do not have the right to enjoy this, so they must pay. Additionally, Wuchang and ghosts who still have attachments in the human world will also be charged for their use."
I see. Then I won't go after all. Sooner or later, I'll be able to access it anyway. Isn't that Daoist temple back in my hometown just the place? I can always return there when I have time.
Continuing on, I quickly arrived in hell. Generally speaking, hell refers to the Eighteen Layers of Hell. In fact, the Eighteen Layers of Hell is just the most vicious part of hell; besides it, there are many lesser-known and even nameless hells.
Hell is merely a collective term; it primarily holds souls that have not yet undergone Reincarnation, as well as those who have just emerged from the Eighteen Layers of Hell and are waiting for Reincarnation. There are also temporarily detained Evil Spirits waiting to fall into the Eighteen Layers of Hell. However, hell mainly confines souls without sins. Thus, there are generally no punishments or guards in hell; it resembles more of a shelter than a prison, housing souls outside of Reincarnation.
Since it's the Underworld, those confined in hell do not need to eat or exercise. Therefore, all souls are collected into Soul Stones, neatly arranged on high platforms.
"Song Shan Qi," Black Wuchang said. "Here." Song Shan Qi was the name of the elderly man who was killed by Lin Miaomiao's father. Black Wuchang picked up a glowing stone from one of the platforms and said, "Here, this is for you."
"How do you use this?" I asked as I picked up the stone and examined it closely; it didn’t seem special at all.
"Like this." Black Wuchang pulled out an extremely thin chain from his pocket and attached it to the stone. A soul was then pulled out. The face of that soul was filled with the weariness of life; its eyes were murky and devoid of spirit, with drooping eyebrows that made it look like a very honest person. It was indeed the Hungry Ghost that had been haunting Lin Miaomiao earlier.
"Um," Song Shan Qi opened his eyes and looked at me, "It's you!"
"Of course it's me. How have you been since you came down?" It was my first time catching up with a ghost.
"After I came down, I was sent here. Once it's my turn for Reincarnation, I can be Reincarnated again."
"Have you been to the Wishing Stone yet?"
"Not yet."
"Then you still have time. How about this? I'll take you to the living world to see your wife and son. Are you up for it?"
Song Shan Qi quickly nodded, as if afraid I would change my mind.
"Old Black, can I take this stone with me?" I asked Black Wuchang.
"That won't work. Once it's away from the Underworld, the stone becomes useless. However, you can let it stay in your Judgment Seal; it can come out by itself without needing to be pulled out by this chain."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." I took out the Judgment Seal that Yama King had given me.
Seeing this, Song Shan Qi transformed into a streak of light and entered the Judgment Seal.
"Old Black, I'm leaving now." I drew a passage in mid-air and prepared to head to the living world.
Black Wuchang grabbed me and said, "Hey, remember, a soul can't stay away from the Underworld for too long. You must return within one day."
The ghost can nourish itself with Yin Qi in the Underworld, but once it leaves the Underworld, it can only absorb Resentment to sustain its soul. Therefore, if a ghost does not absorb Resentment after leaving the Underworld, it will gradually dissipate.
Well, it is what it is; this should be enough time.
After passing through the tunnel, I returned to the guest room of Lin Miaomiao's house. Earlier, I had decided to continue sleeping and left my body on the bed in the guest room before going to the Underworld.
However, when I came back later, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits nearly scared me to death.
What the hell! Where is my body?
All that was left on the bed was a messy blanket; my body had completely disappeared!
"Where did it go?" I searched everywhere in the room; it wasn't under the bed or in the closet.
Where could it have gone? Was it stolen? No way, who would steal a body? But then again, there are people who steal organs.
But if my body has been stolen, what am I supposed to do? Right now, I only have my soul left. If I don't have a body, how can I survive? Am I supposed to learn from Iron Crutch Li of the Eight Immortals? Find a corpse and possess it?
If I'm lucky and find a handsome one, I wouldn't be at a loss. But what if there's nothing suitable? What if I can't even find a man and end up with just a female dog?
Damn it, this is hopeless.
Suddenly, I heard someone coming from outside. Could it be that the person who stole my body is still here? If that's the case, then my body hasn't been moved yet.
Right now, I'm no different from a ghost. There's no need to open the door; I can just pass through the wall and enter the hall.
The ones who came in were Lin Miaomiao's family. I felt a bit disappointed; it seemed that the thief had taken advantage of their absence to steal my belongings.
Just as I was about to turn around to look for my things, I heard a soft sobbing sound. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was Lin Miaomiao wiping her tears.
"Alright, alright, Miao Miao, don't cry. The police will definitely find out what happened," Lin Miaomiao's father comforted her.
What was going on? Had they already discovered that my belongings had been stolen? Had they called the police?
I stood aside watching Lin Miaomiao, and then suddenly noticed that not only was she crying, but her mother was also in tears.
"What a good child, just like that... Old Forest, could it be that those people did this?" the aunt said while wiping her tears.
Oh no, could it be that Lin Miaomiao found out about my belongings and thought I was dead? Even if she found out, what happened to my things? Did you all turn them into soup?
I slapped my forehead; this was going to be a legal mess.
Lin Miaomiao and her mother sat in the living room crying for quite a while, while Lin Miaomiao's father could only sit beside them sighing.
After crying for some time, Lin Miaomiao stood up as if exhausted from crying and walked toward her room, sobbing as she went.
I followed her with a dark expression. Watching someone else mourn for me was quite an experience.
As soon as Lin Miaomiao entered her room, she collapsed onto the bed, her eyes red. Gritting her teeth, she cursed, "Yin Zheng'an, why did you have to die in my house? At least give me a proper reason for your death instead of just disappearing without a word."
I raised my hand and cast Spiritual Sight on Lin Miaomiao; now she would be able to see me.
"Hey, stop crying." I patted Lin Miaomiao's shoulder.
Lin Miaomiao shrugged me off. "Don't bother with me."
If I had a physical form right now, I would definitely pull her up with one hand.
"Look at me!" I shouted loudly.
Lin Miaomiao looked up.
"Ah!!!!!!!"
I had a premonition and immediately covered my ears.
"What are you screaming about? Have you gone mad?"
"Are you here to give me a dream message?" Lin Miaomiao asked sincerely, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at me.
"Dream message my foot! I was in Divine Wandering in the Void, that was cultivation. Now tell me, where is my **?"
"The funeral home."
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