Everyone has a curiosity about the underworld. I used to have this desire, stronger than anyone else, because I was in contact with dead ghosts all day long, and I was full of endless fantasies about the underworld. But as I went in and out of the underworld again and again, I became more and more afraid of this place, and hated this ghostland more and more.
Although the underworld is trying to connect with the living world, it still cannot get rid of the bad habits of feudal autocracy. From the evil forces of Mr. Feng to the stupidity and trust of the chief executive, it is undoubtedly a microcosm of the history of the previous feudal dynasty. The rich aristocratic ghosts are getting richer and richer, while the poor ghosts are getting poorer and poorer. The widening gap between the rich and the poor has led to the boiling resentment of the ghosts, which is why they are used by Tan Qing and his gang of evil ghosts to start a revolutionary movement.
In the end, it is the poor ghosts who are unlucky. They are eventually killed and a few scapegoats are sent to the realm of hell or banished to the Three Realms and Five Elements, without even a chance to be reincarnated.
The most infuriating thing is that our ancestors made great contributions to pacify the underworld, but what benefits did they bring to our Xi family? Grandpa was exiled to Woshi in the northeast, and I am wanted by the whole world.
Is this karma? Good deeds don’t bring good rewards. In fact, I should have realized this long ago. Isn’t there a saying that goes “Good people don’t live long, but evil people live for a thousand years”? This is exactly what it means.
We walked along this familiar Huangquan Road, crossed the boundary river where we once sang "Let's row the oars", and arrived at the Jiuyou Street that made our noses sore. It's been a long time since I came here, and it's still gray and hazy, and nothing has changed.
The two ghost officers escorted us eastward. I felt that we were heading to the Niliwan Water Prison. Looking back, the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master were gone. They might have gone to report to Judge Cui. I hope they can find a way to rescue us quickly. And I wonder if the old ancestor can come out and give us some food. I feel a little hungry now.
"Do you think the ancestors know we are coming?" Shen Bing asked me in a low voice.
"He definitely knows." The Seventh and Eighth Grandfathers all knew about it, so how could he not know about it
"Why don't we ask our ancestor to beg for mercy? If we want to be ghost slaves, we should serve him."
Shen Bing is still thinking about good things. The old ancestor is not a ghost messenger with meritorious service, so it is definitely not his turn to be assigned a ghost slave. Besides, we are grandparents and grandchildren, can they let us have our wish
"Say something, why don't you say anything?" Shen Bing urged me with a worried look on her face. It seemed that she was worried about the ghost slave.
I sighed and said, "I was wondering what happened to our bodies now. We hope they are not sent to the crematorium and put into the furnace, otherwise we will have to stay in the underworld from now on."
Shen Bing's eyes widened as soon as he heard this, and he shouted, "Yes, yes, we left in such a hurry that we forgot to inform Chen Gulong and ask him to protect our bodies."
She yelled loudly, and immediately a ghost next to her said, "You can't go back!"
We all turned our heads and saw that the guy who spoke was actually Xiao Luzi. He walked up to me with a playful smile on his face. Without even looking at me, he looked at Shen Bing with a lustful smile and said, "Girl, I have informed the Rewarding and Punishing the Good and the Evil Management Office. You will go to Yeyou Mansion to serve me in the future. I guarantee that you will never want to return to the world of the living again. Hehe, hahaha!"
This bastard opened his mouth and laughed, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He looked mean and disgusting. I really wanted to spit into his mouth and make him swallow a pile of stinky dog shit. Ah, I was so angry that I was confused. How could I poop? Damn it, I was spitting, not pooping. But no matter how I say it, it's not right. Let's not talk about it. The more I explain, the worse it gets.
"Wow..." Shen Bing retched and wrinkled her nose as she cursed, "Get lost! I feel sick just by looking at you!"
Xiao Luzi was not angry. He said with a grin: "You won't feel sick when you get on my bed." After saying this, he suddenly looked behind us and disappeared.
As soon as he left, Master Qi and Master Ba came over and stopped us. Master Qi held a token in his hand and said to the two ghost messengers, "By order of Judge Cui, these two criminal ghosts are sent to the inn for temporary stay. You two will be in charge of them and wait for their fate."
When we heard this, we realized that Judge Cui had not forgotten about us. Living in an inn would definitely be a hundred and twenty times better than living in a dungeon.
The two ghost messengers looked at each other in bewilderment, and one of them said worriedly, "Seventh Master, we are from the Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil Management Office, under the supervision of Judge Xiao and Judge Wu. You are using Judge Cui's token to issue orders. Isn't that against the rules?"
The Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil Management Office was originally two departments merged into one, one is the Rewarding Good Department, the other is the Punishing Evil Department, which were respectively managed by Judge Xiao and Judge Wu. Later, the underworld was reformed and both were established as management offices. They also learned from the integration of departments in the world of the living and merged the two departments into one, which was jointly managed by two judges.
Judge Cui was in charge of the Inspection and Management Office, which was a merger of two departments at that time. However, Judge Cui's status in the underworld was higher than the other three judges. He could be said to be the chief judge. Generally speaking, the other three would give him enough face for whatever he said.
But the two ghost officials didn't buy it. They must have been told by Judge Xiao and Judge Wu that they would not listen to anyone else's orders. This was bad. They had to go to the water dungeon.
The eighth master was furious and was about to speak when the seventh master stopped him. The two brothers nodded to us and hurried away. They nodded to let us not worry and they would not suffer.
But when we arrived at Niliwan and entered the water dungeon, the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master never showed up again. Oh my god, this shabby place is not a place for humans. I was confused again. The underworld is not a place for humans. We are ghosts now. When I thought of the word ghost, my nose was sore and I almost cried.
Nili Bay is a bay in the middle reaches of the Wangchuan River. There is nothing here except a dock for sending ghosts to the water prison. There is only a vast expanse of river water, which makes people feel infinite sorrow. The water prison is under the river. Ghosts don't need to breathe, but they are very stuffy and feel suffocated, but they can't suffocate to death, making you feel miserable.
The scene in the water dungeon was similar to the ancient prisons in the mortal world, with a walkway in the middle and cells on both sides. Dead ghosts were floating in it, looking at us two new prisoners with hideous faces. This kind of place would only be comfortable for water ghosts, but others, especially hanged ghosts, died of suffocation when they were alive, and now they are being suffocated and not allowed to breathe, not to mention how miserable it is. These hideous looks are probably caused by suffocation.
The jailer ghost was kind enough to let the two of us live in the same cell. Later we learned that because the underworld had been a little unstable recently, some ghost prisoners who should have gone to hell had not been sent away, and the water prison could not accommodate them, so there was only one cell left.
After we went in, the jailer ghost locked the door and left. I guess the jailer ghosts are all water ghosts. Shen Bing grabbed the iron pillar and pulled it a few times, but it didn't move at all. I thought to myself, don't bother with that much effort. The iron pillars used in the water prison in the underworld must be made of gold and iron that even ghosts and gods can hardly break. Otherwise, these ghost prisoners, I think several of them are fierce ghosts, who are much stronger than us, and they must have escaped long ago.
The problem with this water bed is that it has too much buoyancy. Even a ghost cannot sink to the bottom and stand firmly. If you want to sleep, just lie back and float in the air. This is a water bed.
I just lay down to get comfortable, but Shen Bing pulled me up and pointed to the cell opposite. Looking closely, there were three crazy-looking ghosts in the cell opposite, with stubble on their faces staring at us.
Damn, it’s Lao Liang, Ma Ziri and Liang Dongshan and their fellow brothers!