CH 119.1

It’s been a month, a month since Young Wu entered the Underworld. He didn’t eat, drink, or sleep and stood guard at the gate of Mingwang’s private mansion for a month.

It was also thanks to his being a ghost now. If he were a living person, how could he not eat, drink and sleep for a month?

The Black and White Impermanence came out of Mingwang’s Palace with some documents, and when they found Young Wu standing at the door, they routinely persuaded him.

“Elder Wu, ah.”

“Please call me Xiao Wu.” Ever since Miaomiao said he was old on the Naihe Bridge, Young Wu became quite bothered by people calling him old.

“…” The Black Impermanence choked hard.

“You’re already an old man, yet you’re still pretending to be young,” White Impermanence said with contempt.

“Compared to both of your age, is it difficult to call me Xiao Wu?” Young Wu asked blatantly.

“…” At once, White Impermanence was also rendered speechless.

Black and White Impermanence couldn’t quite remember how old they were now, but calling Elder Wu Xiao Wu would really be complimenting him.

“Okay, Xiao Wu it is then. Regardless of your name being Elder Wu or Xiao Wu, you will never see Miaomiao,” Black Impermanence compromised.

“If I can’t see her, then I’ll stay here forever,” Young Wu insisted.

“Enough already, ah,” White Impermanence really couldn’t stand it any longer. “Let me remind you. How much trouble did you cause to the Underworld before? Thanks to your luck in picking up a great merit on your death, you’re not going to stay in the Underworld for a long-term trip. There’s originally a promising future awaiting you. However, on your first day here, you had to drag Miaomiao back from the Naihe Bridge on her way to reincarnation.”

“I’ve been a ghost for so many years, and I’ve seen countless tricks here and there, but you’re quite impressive.” White Impermanence nodded in agreement.

“If I didn’t do so, I would have missed Miaomiao again.” Young Wu initially wanted to go to reincarnation with Miaomiao, but considering that there would be no memory of one’s previous life after reincarnation, he changed his mind at the spur of a moment and directly dragged Miaomiao down from Naihe Bridge.

“Mind you, you could have just dragged her back, but you actually kicked the Soup of Forgetfulness that Meng Po brewed.” Black Impermanence continued to take inventory of Young Wu’s sins.

“Do you know the consequences of spilling that pot of soup?” The White Impermanence said, “Meng Po cooks a pot of soup a month. Once this soup is spilled, the Underworld can’t arrange people to reincarnate within a month, and the human birth rate will be reduced in this month. When the number of dynamic ghosts in the Underworld increases, the cost of housing will increase, and house prices will also balloon. It will…”

White Impermanence suddenly couldn’t continue any more. It seemed that he had to go and buy a few more books on economics.

“In short, the impact is terribly bad,” Black Impermanence saved the day just in time.

“Exactly!” White Impermanence immediately echoed.

“I’ve already used my merit to accompany Meng Po.” Young Wu naturally knew the importance of the Soup of Forgetfulness, so he used a layer of merit to cover the pot of soup. Hence, Meng Po didn’t trouble him.

“Thank goodness you used your merit to offset the Soup of Forgetfulness. If Meng Po gets angry, someone naturally will catch the fire,” Black Impermanence said with a distressed undertone.

Young Wu raised his eyebrows and looked at the two in doubt.

“Do you remember? When Niu Tou and Ma Mian were rushing to stop you and saw you kick the Soup of Forgetfulness, they stood still,” White Impermanence said.

Young Wu certainly remembered. If not Niu Tou and Ma Mian hadn’t stood still, he probably would have failed to pull Miaomiao back: “Why?”

“Meng Po usually never gets angry, but when she does, even Mingwang will skirt around her. Why do you think so?” White Impermanence explained.

“Poor Niu Tou and Ma Mian. I don’t know how Mingwang will judge them this time.” Although they usually didn’t deal with the two, watching their old rival be so unlucky twice in a row, Black Impermanence inexplicably felt distressed for them. What was happening?

“Yeah.” White Impermanence felt the same way. Without a rival in the Underworld, they felt lonely somehow.

“So??” Young Wu blinked twice, grasping the key point from their words, “Is Mingwang afraid of Meng Po?”