C13 Wu Chengen and the Clerical Government

White Impermanence walked in front of the gourd and pulled out the stopper. A blue light shone, then the four of us appeared at the entrance of a hall. At the entrance of the hall, there was a worn-out sign that said "Hades' Hall".

I asked curiously. "Why didn't I see the Bridge of Helplessness, or Grandma Meng?"

White Impermanence: "Hehe, last time, when the Heaven Realm went overboard and the Heaven Realm flood into the Underworld, the flood broke the Bridge of Helplessness. The previous Lord Yama said that the cost of repairing the bridge was too high, so we can temporarily replace it with a ferry. So right now, Grandma Meng has two responsibilities, to be able to cook Grandma Meng's Soup, and to row the boat.

Then, he saw that my face was normal, so he said, "Hehe, my lord, you still need to pay for this bridge …"

I was silent. The heck, if there's a flood in the Heaven Realm, then flood the Underworld, and the Underworld isn't your latrine pit in the Heaven Realm. Sun Lao'er left me another mess. I don't know how much money we have to spend on the Bridge of Helplessness. I don't know if 200 thousand is enough.

As he walked into the hall, he found it empty. There was a table in the middle with tables and chairs placed on it. This was where the King of Hell's case ended. I swaggered up the steps and plopped down in a big chair.

"You stepped on my hand —" came a voice from under the chair. I looked down and was startled to see a man under the chair, his limbs under the four legs of the chair. I said why was this chair so big. It was specially made so that this bro could lie down and use it as a chair cushion. It really matched his figure.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Wu Chengen —" The person below said.

"Wu Chengen? What a familiar name! " For a moment I couldn't remember who he was, but seeing that he was dressed in ancient clothes, he didn't seem to be a modern man.

"The one who wrote < Journey to the West >," Mu Ge'er said.

I suddenly realized that this was the senior who was writing such a famous book. I couldn't help but admire him. "What kind of mistake did you make? Why were you brought here to support your chair?"

"Sigh, there's no need to mention it. It's because I wrote a book called 'Journey to the West'. My brain is filled with water, making me look ugly like the King of Hell and the Netherworld. Then, the previous King of Hell used it as a cushion …"

"Er —" I was speechless again.

Wu Chengen continued to ask, "I heard that there was a guy called Zhang Jianzhong who replayed 'Journey to the West', how was it?"

"You know all this?"

Wu Chengen nodded his head, "I have even seen the Love Madness Plath before, forget about it, I have been sitting on chairs for hundreds of years. If it wasn't for me seeing all kinds of people everyday and hearing all kinds of things, I would have already gone crazy —"

I also nodded my head. This was a writer who could write a novel that had been passed down for centuries. He had been collecting materials for hundreds of years." "Hmm …" I thought for a moment and continued, "His replayed 'Journey to the West' Sun Wukong is a monkey with skin disease, Zhu Bajie is simply a pig demon, Sha monk is a neurotic guy, Tang Xuanzang is a bit wretched …

Wu Chengen nodded his head heavily, "Hmm, actually I have seen it before, I have a similar evaluation towards you. But having said that, I still prefer Sun Wukong, who's acting as a six year old child …"

F * ck you, why are you still asking me after you've seen it? But I still nodded my head. "Well, I also like the six-kid version —"

"I heard there's an American version? Have you seen it? " Wu Chengen continued to ask.

"I've never seen it before, but I heard that it's a level 3 movie with a restricted grade —" I revealed a look that was not suitable for children, which caused Mu Ge'er, who was beside me, to roll her eyes.

"Eh, let's enjoy it together when we have time." Wu Chengen said.

"I think it's fine. It's settled then!" "No," I said.

Wu Chengen: "Alright, then I'll pay attention to who has a trump card in the future."

I replied, "Yes, when the time comes, tell me. I want him to wake up his family and burn the disc over here …"

Just as we were chatting, I turned around to take a look. Wait, there was a pearl curtain behind my chair, and there was even a chair behind it. She suddenly felt that the scene was very familiar. Wasn't this Empress Dowager Ci's personal item? Why did she have such a set of in the Yama King Palace? Could it be that the Empress Dowager Cixi had become addicted to running around with the in the Yama King Palace after death?

That still wasn't right. No matter how honorable she was in the mortal world, it would be the same after death. Unless she was the lover of the Celestial Emperor, she wouldn't receive such treatment.

"Wu, who sat on the chair behind us?" I asked.

Wu Chengen rolled his eyes at me, "Who else can it be? Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha! "

I slapped my thigh, looking like I was in deep sorrow, "Uncle, I've been tricked. This Yama King is actually the second in command. How could I have forgotten that there's a second in command!"

I whispered, "Where is she?"

Wu Chengen shook his head, "Who knows, anyway, I've been here for hundreds of years and I've never seen her here before."

Only then did my heart drop. It turned out to be a nominal leader who didn't care about official matters. She is a Bodhisattva, under the control of Buddha. She can't be counted as my direct leader, she can only be said to be a special representative sent by a higher level brother organization.

Wu Chengen said, "Let's discuss a matter. I have been here for hundreds of years, do you want to let me out?"

I nodded, "Okay, no problem. Go back and catch that guy Lone Smoke and put him under —"

"Then you have to let me out first!" Wu Chengen said.

After saying that, I waved towards the Black and White Impermanence, who was chatting in the distance. "Xie, look, Wu has been pressing down on us for hundreds of years, do you think we should get him out?"

White Impermanence, "Hehe — Lord is wise and wise, your plans are vast, and you can do as you're told —"

"Then how do we do it? Can we just lift the chair? Come to Xie, help me! " I was going to scoop up a chair, heavy and motionless.

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, didn't the previous Lord Yama set up a forbidden spell? Doesn't sire have that King of Hell seal? Take it out and print it on the chair, then the forbidden spell will be removed."

I nodded. I took the plastic seal out of my pants pocket and slapped it hard on the chair. The chair moved, the forbidden spell had been removed, and Wu Chengen could even move the chair.

Wu Chengen was still sprawled on the ground, "I say, Wu, are you addicted to it? If you don't get up soon, we'll move the chair back — —"

"Don't... Don't... How is it that I don't want to get up? I've been lying on the ground for hundreds of years. Wu Chengen said gloomily.

"So it's like that," I expressed my understanding and patted the worried Black Wuchang on the side, "Faan, it's all up to you — —"

Black Wuchang nodded, "Ok — —" Then he pulled Wu Chengen up from the ground and started to run around the hall while dragging him.

It was only then that I realized that Black Wuchang had already held back on that night when he dragged me along. The speed at which Black Wuchang dragged Wu Chengen had already become a blur, with a longer afterimage behind him, making him unable to see anything, and could only hear Wu Chengen screaming like a pig.

After running for five minutes, they stopped. Black Wuchang's expression did not change at all but Wu Chengen laid on the ground like a dead dog.

"Wu, are you better —" I asked.

Wu Chengen shook the hand that Black Wuchang was pulling, "This hand will do!"

I looked at him in shock. "Then how did you run down here just now?"

Wu Chengen had a bitter face, "I didn't run a single step, and was dragged on the ground by him for 5 minutes!"

I was speechless again as I waved towards Black Wuchang, "Change hands and drag — —"

After spending twenty minutes dragging his four limbs around, Wu Chengen was finally able to move normally.

Just as White Impermanence wanted him to thank me with five yuan, she interrupted, "Hehe, Lord, the King of Hell has an important job to do. Anyone who does bad things in the mortal world has to go to hell, those who perform outstandingly can become a ghost servant, or they can even reincarnate into a good family …"

I waved my hand. "I know about this. I've long heard about it —"

"Hee hee, my lord, we have accumulated over a hundred thousand dead spirits these few days. They are all waiting to be released."

"A hundred thousand, my lord, one by one, and you've killed me —" I started.

It's only been a few days, yet there are already more than a hundred thousand dead spirits. Every day, there are tens of thousands of them, and they are calculated according to the lowest standard of fifty thousand per day, six hundred and thirty-six, three thousand, six hundred, six hundred and six times twenty-four, and then divided by fifty thousand. F * ck, although the stronger you are, the more responsibility you have, the harder it is to be a superhuman, but you don't have to play with people like that, I feel a little regretful.

I weakly said, "Bring one of them up and try it out —"

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, Lord, there's actually no need to go through so much trouble …"

I looked at White Impermanence in surprise. "Then what do we do?"

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, just watch carefully —"

After saying that, he flicked his tongue at Black Wuchang, "Faan, make a move — —"

Black Wuchang nodded at him, then shouted loudly, "Bring the new soul to the hall!" These words were spoken without restraint, clearly and fluently.

I looked around me in shock. Aside from Mu Ge'er and I, both White Impermanence and Wu Chengen had normal looks on their faces. It seemed that they were used to it. So it turned out that the Black Wuchang could speak properly too, not every word of it was spoken with a stutter.

I winked at Black Wuchang. "Faan, you can do it.

Ah, yes …" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" Will... Will... Will... Meet this... One... One... "One sentence..." The Black Wuchang was honest.