CH 155.2

Mengpo’s eyes looked at Bai Lixin obsessively: ‘’Didn’t I just say it? You have one of the purest and cleanest souls, and it is this kind of soul that I like the most; I like you very much, so I am happy to help you.”

He couldn’t insist on knowing why, even if the other party did have a purpose, they would not be foolish enough to tell him directly.

Bai Lixin stopped dwelling on it, said goodbye to Mengpo, and left.

The direction Mengpo pointed to was a fairly flat road with no people, and there was a thick fog and mist all around.

After walking for a while, the little dumpling woke up.

The little dumpling rubbed his hazy, sleepy eyes, and suddenly cried out when he saw the scene around him, his body nimbly jumping from Bai Lixin’s body to the ground.

“Ahh, how did I get back!”

“Huh, Papa, why are you in the underworld? Did you…?!”

“Wuuu, Papa, you are obviously so young, it’s not fair!”

Bai Lixin: “……”

Wait, let me just let him spout off.

In the end, Bai Lixin only managed to squeeze out two words, “Shut up.”

The little dumpling instantly covered his mouth with his two little white and chubby hands.

Bai Lixin patiently explained the current situation, but did not say that the demon-masked man was Dijia. Only after hearing Bai Lixin’s explanation did the little dumpling breathe a long sigh of relief, “So Papa didn’t die, it should have been a temporal dislocation when new Father was running with you, which caused the two of us to accidentally fall into the underworld.”

“I’m a ghost messenger, I can take you back to the realm of the living souls.”

“Oh no!” The little dumpling suddenly exclaimed, “This is the underworld run by Father Yama; we can’t let him discover our existence.”

“He is so upright that in case he finds out that you have entered the Underworld in the body of a living person, he will definitely be furious, hurt you, and punish you.”

“Just in case…,” the little dumpling’s face was suffused with red, “just in case he suddenly remembers how good you are, he might blame you for being promiscuous and finding me a new father. Tsk tsk, the jealousy of a dog man can be terrifying.”

“You have to be careful, Papa.”

“But don’t worry, I’ll protect you!”

Bai Lixin: “……”

The boy wasn’t like this even when he was in the Red Apple House, what had he been through these years?

This fighting power is much stronger than Xia Chi.

Bai Lixin let out a long and helpless sigh, “Tuanzi, this is your territory, you know it better, do you know how to get to the 18th level of hell?”

The task he had received needed him to find the person behind the scenes and kill him. Now the possible suspects were Mengpo and the saint.

The owner of the ghost market was also suspicious; he had only seen a rough outline earlier, and although he didn’t meet him head-on, he could feel the other party’s powerful and majestic strength through his ghost-controlling skills.

The last suspicious person was the one who had sent him to the auction house.

He had left the Ghost Market in a hurry, so he might need to make another trip back to the Ghost Market, or at least the basement of the auction house, to take another look.

Bai Lixin opened the taskbar, and the time shown in the right corner said that three days had passed and that today was the fourth day.

This copy only had 8 days, he had no clue about the demon baby or the boss behind it, only a few bits of scattered information.

The little dumpling pondered for a moment and said, “There is a way.”

“A ghost messenger responsible for escorting prisoners can travel directly through the Abyss, but you are not. My duty is not to escort either, so I also can’t.”

“In that case, we can use another way, there is a hidden safety measure in each level of Abyssal Hell.”

“It just so happens that I know how to find the safety, and we can enter the eighteen levels of hell through it.”

” I’m so useful, right, Papa!”

The little dumpling under the cloak tilted his head, and his big eyes looked straight at Bai Lixin.

Quick, praise me! Praise me like crazy!

If there was a tail behind him, it would have been wagging vigorously.

Bai Lixin simply couldn’t ignore it, so he praised, “Tuanzi is great.”

“Tell me how to find it safely, only I will go to the eighteenth circle of hell, not us.”

“It’s too dangerous, you better not go.”

The little dumpling’s face instantly fell, and at this same time, Bai Lixin received a notification from the private chat.

Samael: [I’ve just arrived at the ghost market! Why is this place so chaotic? Did you do something? Where are you now? I’ll come find you.]

Bai Lixin: [……]

Samael: [????? Don’t send ellipses, I’m already getting flustered. Why am I getting a bad feeling?]

Bai Lixin: [……]

Samael: [No! You’re gone?]

In the midst of the noisy and chaotic ghost market, the all-black cloaked man stood in the corner, very inconspicuous in the crowd of all the cloaks around him.

His chest rose and fell violently several times, and he silently squeezed a word out of his mouth: “Fuck!”

I don’t believe it; I just can’t catch up with him in this copy.

Samael: [Where are you now?]

Bai Lixin: [I’m in the Underworld, uh, the one with the Mengpo, the Naihe Bridge, the River of Forgetfulness, and the manzanita flowers on the other side of the river. Is the ghost market very chaotic now?]

Samael: [Yes, it was a mess when I arrived. I heard that the owner of the ghost market went on a rampage and released a bunch of evil spirits. But the evil spirits are gone now; what exactly did you do? Dig up his ancestral grave?]

Bai Lixin: [I would like to dig up his ancestral grave, but I don’t even know who he is. I just took two of the finest goods meant for tonight’s finale.]

Samael: [Wild geese will try to pluck out feathers as they fly by.]*a metaphor when someone takes advantage of everything and never lets an opportunity pass by.

Bai Lixin: [You’re welcome, it’s all over now.]

After finishing the conversation with Samael, Bai Lixin took out the item box with the painted key from his backpack and took out the key that he had won from the auction house.

He inserted the key into the keyhole, gently twisted it, and with a click, the box opened.

The six-sided box slowly opened up like a piece of paper, revealing the golden spots of light hidden inside.

Bai Lixin tapped on the golden spots, which instantly enlarged and jumped from the box and into the ground.

As the golden light faded, a box appeared in front of Bai Lixin.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations player, obtained prop [Arbitrary Door] x1!]

[This is an S-grade prop that has been refined for thousands of years, your luck is simply exploding this time!]

[You can use this item to create a small mobile distortion void to complete location teleportation.]

[This is a consumable prop, with 10 uses and no countdown limit.]

[Friendly reminder: Although the prop is great, don’t be greedy. Please be careful when using [Arbitrary Door], otherwise, you risk entering the abyss of death or the black hole of time and space.]

Bai Lixin: [Can this prop directly lead to the 18th level of hell?]

Escape system: [No, theoretically speaking, [Arbitrary Door] can lead you anywhere; it can only teleport you to a place on the same interface.]

[To put it plainly, you are now at King Yama’s Palace. Each level of hell is a separate hour and space. [Arbitrary Door] can help you cross a maximum of 5 hourly spaces, any more and it might collapse and you end up in a black hole of time and space.]

Bai Lixin: [So, I can only move five layers of hell per teleportation?]

The escape system once again emphasized: [You can only move a maximum of five layers, and that’s the limit, it’s best not to cross five layers twice before and after.]

Bai Lixin: [Okay, I understand, thanks a lot.]

He put the prop in his backpack, and looked down at the little dumpling.

He was going to the 18th level of hell to meet that saint, but it was unsafe to take the boy with him.

He had never touched something like the underworld, and he couldn’t even guarantee his own safety, let alone that of the little dumpling.

This prop was obviously tailor-made for this moment, he did not have a definite answer as to who had prepared it, but an answer vaguely appeared in his mind.

First, he would go to Yama’s Palace and throw the dumpling to his father or other ghost messengers.

The dumpling scattered incense and chased after Dijia every day, calling him “father,” so some ghost messengers should know him.

With this thought, Bai Lixin looked down at the little dumpling and said, “Let’s go to Yama’s Palace first.”

The little dumpling wiped the corner of his eyes and tilted his head, “What’s the point of going there? We are not going to be reincarnated. I don’t want to go to the Yama’s Palace, I don’t want to see Father.”

Bai Lixin: “But I don’t have any incense, and I can’t go anywhere without money.”

The little dumpling’s eyes lit up instantly, “I’m the best at this; let me do it; I’ll go to the Incense Hall and get the incense for you to spend!”

That’s what I’ve been waiting for you to say.

Bai Lixin smiled and said, “Then I’ll thank you in advance.”

A few minutes later, after seeing the little dumpling sneak into Yama’s Palace from the back, Bai Lixin took out Yama’s order.