Chapter 1 The Little Temple on Mount Tai

The little temple on Mount Tai still stood there.

That day, Mount Tai was drenched in heavy rain. It was said that the Attendants had all arrived at the foot of the mountain but did not ascend.

Once the rain stopped, the Attendants left.

That day's rain had become a hot topic of discussion among the Yin officials.

Speculation about it was rife.

Some said that the Bodhisattva had seen through the illusion and had become a Buddha in the rainy night, returning to the Buddhist realm.

In Hell, many sensitive ghosts or judges skilled in deduction and investigation had felt the tremors from the Buddhist realm on that day.

Some said that the Nine Attendants had been preparing to force the Bodhisattva to abdicate.

After all, in the past year or two, the Attendants had basically completed their purge of the entire Underworld. The only regret was probably the Bodhisattva sitting at the very top.

Others said that the Bodhisattva had fought a mysterious being in the Yang world, lost, and had already passed away.

This suggestion, which could have been given a small red flower for originality, was rejected by the mainstream opinion.

Upon hearing this speculation, people usually looked disdainful. Who was the Bodhisattva?

That was a powerful being who had sat at the top of the Underworld, ruling from behind the curtain for thousands of years. No matter how the banners changed on the city walls, the Bodhisattva remained firmly seated.

For thousands of years, the name "Bodhisattva" had been deeply ingrained in the minds of everyone in the Underworld.

Feng Si, dressed in a dark blue robe, sat in a pavilion. The pavilion was surrounded by rippling green waters and lush red and green vegetation. It should be known that, apart from the basic colors of black and gray, any other bright color was extremely precious in Hell.

A small coal stove had been lit, with water boiling on top.

Cuihua stood beside the stone table, placing a cutting board and chopping pickled cabbage.

Cuihua's pickled cabbage was strange. If you ate it every day, you would get tired of it, but if you didn't have a bite for two or three days, you would really miss it.

"Master Si, today this servant encountered someone from the other side again. That servant boy said some nasty things to me."

"Are you angry?"

"Yes, I am."

Cuihua didn't hide anything. In front of Master Si, she always said whatever was on her mind.

"Master Si, that servant boy said that you are past your prime, and that three-legged toads are hard to find, but good-looking ghosts are everywhere.

He said that you are pretending to be noble and that your current neglect is what you deserve."

In fact, Feng Si couldn't really be considered neglected.

That day, when the Attendants came to Mount Tai, he was still inside, helping them hold umbrellas.

However, compared to the group who debuted with him during the "beauty pageant," he had indeed paled in comparison. Those people had long been promoted to blue belts and were in charge of various important positions.

Compared to them, Feng Si started the same, but his development path had fallen far behind.

He still seemed to be able to accompany the Attendants and could be considered a close confidant, but no matter how beautiful a face was, it would become tiresome after a long time. Eventually, one had to seize something that could provide a secure life while the heat was still there.

"Let them be."

Feng Si was very open-minded.

At this moment,

Nine streams of light flew past above the mansion, probably heading to the Attendants' palace.

Cuihua stood with her hands on her hips,

Raised her head,

Pointed at the nine streams of light above,

"Pah!"

Feng Si opened the book in his hand and continued to read casually.

"Master Si, aren't you going?"

"What, do you like seeing your Master Si sell his face for a living?"

"No, it's just that I think Master Si is so good-looking, yet..."

"Let them be."

It seemed that the Attendants were about to go out. Normally, each Attendant would have someone to hold an umbrella, and just recently, Feng Si still had this qualification, but today, it was obvious that the nine of them had joined forces to squeeze him out.

"Master Si, should I make glass noodles or noodles?"

"Noodles, don't cook them too soft."

"I know, Master Si."

Soon,

Two bowls of pickled cabbage noodles were brought up.

The master and servant sat facing each other, picking up their chopsticks and slurping away.

"Oh, eating?"

A voice came from deep within the mansion.

Feng Si continued to eat his noodles, ignoring it.

Cuihua put down her chopsticks, stood up, and rebuked the figure:

"Entering without asking is the act of a thief!"

The newcomer had phoenix eyes and exuded a seductive aura. His temperament was extremely effeminate, somewhat of a standard young heartthrob template. Even those young heartthrobs couldn't compare to his feminine aura.

"Heh, only you, Feng Si, could raise such an ignorant and lowly servant."

Feng Si acted as if he didn't hear and continued to eat his noodles.

"I say, it's already this late, and you, Feng Si, are still in the mood to eat?"

Feng Si continued to ignore him, picking up the bowl and starting to drink the soup.

The soup was a rich broth, infused with pickled cabbage, and it was refreshing and satisfying to drink.

"Hehe, it seems you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Feng Si, the evidence of your betrayal has already been found. Especially in the past few months, you have sent messages to the Yang world several times."

Feng Si put down the bowl,

Looked at the person in front of him,

And said:

"It's not like I'm the only one sending messages."

"That, I don't know, but I'm very curious. When the Attendants see the evidence in my hand, what do you think they will think?"

Cuihua stood beside him, both angry and anxious.

Feng Si slowly picked up the towel beside him and wiped his mouth.

"I'm really puzzled, Feng Si. I can understand those below forming groups and echoing each other to make things easier for themselves in the future.

You, on the other hand, are one of those who were selected by the Attendants. As for how your future days will be, you just need to put some effort into clinging to the Attendants' thighs.

Why bother doing such a taboo thing?

Could it be that in the Yin and Yang worlds, you can find a backer bigger than the Attendants?"

"If I said there was, would you want to come over too?" Feng Si smiled.

The newcomer shook his head, "Greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. I'm sorry, but there's only one spot for each person in this group. For me, being able to pull one out is as good as pulling one out."

Feng Si nodded, "Alright."

"I thought I would see you kneeling and begging me for mercy."

"Sorry to disappoint you."

The newcomer pretended to leave, but seeing that Feng Si was still as steady as Mount Tai, he couldn't help but be curious:

"Can you tell me what your purpose is for doing this? Also, you better tell me who you sent the message to in the Yang world, so you don't have to suffer the pain of Hell's tortures when the Attendants punish you."

Feng Si slowly stood up, his gaze looking into the distance.

The newcomer frowned slightly, but also followed Feng Si's gaze to look over there, but there was no one there, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed,

And said:

"If you kneel down at this moment and pledge allegiance to me, I might be able to postpone submitting this evidence."

Feng Si sighed and said:

"The last person I swore allegiance to was eventually reported by me."

"..." The newcomer.

"I have heard some things. That person was a patrol officer with you back then. The two of you can be considered notorious examples."

"You flatter me."

"Alright, although I don't know what kind of crazy fruit you ate that made you lose your mind, since you are not amenable to reason, don't blame me.

You,

Feng Si,

Just wait for your punishment!"

"Don't, hey, wait a minute."

At this moment,

A lazy voice came from the courtyard wall.

"Hey yo, I went, Little Si, this is terrible. The courtyard wall of this mansion is really high, so high that your brother almost couldn't climb over it."

With a "plop,"

Lawyer An fell from the wall.

Fortunately, Lawyer An was still very concerned about his image. He got up, patted the non-existent dust off his body, and walked towards Feng Si while asking:

"I say, Si'er, you are living more and more backwards. Competing for favor and pleasing superiors is our old business. How come you were squeezed out first, tsk tsk.

Don't say you know me in the future. I don't have a brother like you who can't even flatter your superiors!"

That blue-belted judge looked at Lawyer An with interest,

And said:

"You are, An Buqi?" (can't afford to be peaceful)

"Bastard, you are not worthy to call An-ye's name!"

Cuihua rebuked angrily.

"Hey."

Lawyer An gave Cuihua a thumbs up, walked to the pavilion, looked at the small coal stove, and said:

"Is there any pickled cabbage left?"

"Yes, I'll prepare it for An-ye."

Cuihua hurried to get busy.

Lawyer An bumped Feng Si's chest with his shoulder and said:

"What's wrong, I'm asking you something."

Feng Si shook his head helplessly and said: "I don't know which bastard took the lead and castrated their soul, and then that group of people also followed suit and castrated themselves."

"Hiss..."

Lawyer An took a breath of cold air when he heard this.

Then he turned to look at the blue-belted judge and said:

"He castrated himself too?"

"Castrated." Feng Si answered for him.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing too. The eunuchs in the Yang world will still think about sewing their treasures back together for burial when they die. These ghosts are really willing to give them up.

If this becomes a trend, wouldn't you have to be circumcised before entering the ghost gate and crossing the Naihe Bridge?

Also, I said, did you know I was coming, so you were so tough just now and didn't want to be his dog?"

"Yes." Feng Si answered directly.

"You must have suffered a lot."

"You have to be alive first. Only by being alive can you continue to be pretentious."

"No, I said, can't I just be here to visit and eat pickled cabbage noodles? Maybe I'll slip back to the Yang world after eating."

"You're afraid of death."

"Cough cough cough..."

"You won't dare to come to Hell on your own without licking out any fruit, let alone running here."

"Fine."

At this time, the blue-belted judge, who had been ignored by the two, pointed his finger at the direction of An Buqi and Feng Si,

But,

Before he could speak,

Lawyer An took out a talisman first,

This was a bright yellow talisman,

With a soft, curved black hair clip on it,

Wisps of white smoke rose up.

"The token is here!"

The blue-belted was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized and rebuked:

"May I ask what kind of token you are holding? I have never seen the Attendants issue such a token!"

"Hehe, of course it is the Prefecture Lord's Token, the Mount Tai Prefecture Lord's Token!"

The blue-belted judge almost laughed like crazy when he heard this,

Holding his stomach,

And shouted:

"Hahahaha, have you two lost your minds? You actually dare to use the sword of the previous dynasty to chop the official of the current dynasty!"