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Let's do some calculations. Old Black is from the Ming Dynasty, while "Journey to the West" was born in the Tang Dynasty. There are two dynasties between them. "Journey to the West" is from the Tang Dynasty, which means Red Boy is at least over one year old. If we consider Old Black to be the same age as the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, he would only be about seven years old.
Let's say there's a five-year generational gap, which means there's a difference of over six years—an entire generation! It feels great to be the elder!
"But," Qu raised her head and said, "when did I ever call you brother?"
Wow, does this girl really have to be so honest?
"I do," I prepared to trick her, "what do you call Red Boy?"
"He is now called Niu Hong," she replied honestly.
"Niu Hong can call me Ango," I hesitated, knowing my expression must look quite lewd.
"So?" she tilted her head.
"So if you're following Red Boy, what should you call me?"
"Zheng An Gege!" she said cheerfully.
"Ah! So obedient!" I looked proudly at Old Black, raising an eyebrow. How about that! Who's the elder now?
"Is it interesting?" Wang Ni said, pinching her teacup, neither salty nor bland. "Bullying a girl."
A girl? You don't even know how much older you are than her. But I didn't dare to argue with Wang Ni. I still want to live.
"Big sister!" Qu called out cheerfully to Wang Ni.
"Ah!" Wang Ni suddenly changed her expression and said happily, "Good girl, come here and have some chocolate."
Wang Ni took out a piece of chocolate for Qu, but unexpectedly, Qu shook her head and refused—cats cannot eat chocolate.
"Come on, the noodles are ready. Qu, come help out."
"Okay!"
"Yin Zheng'an, you can serve yourself."
This is what happens when you are too familiar with the Landlady; she doesn't treat you like a guest anymore.
This time, the Landlady served Radish Noodles. The noodles and broth were the same as usual, but the topping was replaced with a few pieces of radish soaked in white vinegar. Eating a piece of sour radish before the noodles is both appetizing and substantial!
"Ah, Little Anzi," the Landlady said as she started counting money at the Counter.
"What’s wrong, Sister Wan?" I replied with my mouth full of noodles, my words unclear.
"What would you do if someone wanted to eat plain rice?" the Landlady asked casually.
"Is there really someone so shameless?" I swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said, "I look down on people like that the most. It's not like it's a lot of money. If they are really so poor that they can't afford food, why not just be straightforward about it?"
I gulped down some water, took a breath, and continued.
"Is it really necessary to make such a fuss over just one meal? Do you have no shame? If I run into you, just watch me not tear you apart."
"Zheng An Gege." Qu gently tugged at my clothes. ("Azure Robe" had long been taken off.) She said, "It's you who didn't pay for the noodles yesterday."
Oh no! After all that cursing, I was actually cursing myself. But it seems I really did eat the noodles without paying yesterday. Although I cooked them myself, the noodles and broth still belonged to Landlady.
"Landlady, how about this? Why don't you set a price? From now on, I'll just come here to eat, and I'll consider it an employee meal." I discussed with Landlady, since I couldn't eat meat due to dietary restrictions, and the school cafeteria was not an option for me. Landlady's place served all vegetarian food, which was perfect for me, and her cooking was quite good, so I wouldn't have to cook for myself.
"Forget it," Landlady waved her hand and said, "Just consider it a favor. In the future, if I need your help with something, don't refuse."
"Is that really okay? I still want to bring Red Boy along."
"That's fine." Landlady put away the cash register and said, "I have a good relationship with the Rakshasa Princess, so according to our connection, Red Boy should call me aunt. Am I supposed to charge my nephew for a meal here?"
"Alright then, thank you for your kindness."
"You're welcome." Landlady picked up her cup of water, seemingly lost in thought as she stared blankly at the table.
"By the way, Zheng An Gege, I heard that Sister Wan's school has been sealed off. What happened?"
"Yes, the school was attacked." I swallowed a mouthful of noodles and replied.
I still needed to inform Landlady and the others since they were part of the Heavenly Bureau of Human Affairs, albeit in a special way. Although the chances of drawing attention to them were low, it's better to be safe than sorry.
"Attacked?" Boss Lady Ah Wan suddenly raised her head, her voice rising several degrees as she pondered for a moment and said, "Yin Zheng'an, come with me."
"Ah?" I hadn't finished my noodles yet, but having just received someone's kindness, I obediently listened.
The Landlady pulled me into the kitchen and raised her hand to cast a Restriction.
"Sister Wan, what is this?"
"Your school was attacked?" The Landlady suddenly became serious.
"Yes."
"What kind of attack?"
"At first, they used Corpses to spread Corpse Poison, causing our students to infect each other. After we dealt with the students' infections, they attacked us with Corpses." I paused and said, "The target should be Wang Ni."
"I knew it." The Landlady supported her chin with her hand and said, "When I saw that girl just now, I sensed a mysterious power about her that didn't seem like it was cultivated by herself."
"You noticed?"
"We Fox Spirits are very sensitive to these things." The Landlady turned around and took a few items from the cabinet, then wrapped them in a sachet.
"This is our Qingqiu's unique Pouch that can conceal magical power. You should give it to that girl." The Landlady handed me the sachet and asked, "Does she know the enemy's target is her?"
"She probably doesn't."
If Wang Ni knew she was the target, she would surely panic again. Although I am a Cultivator, I don't believe in fate or anything like that; there is no such thing as an ominous life.
Before reincarnation, the sins committed by a person will fade away with the time spent suffering in hell. Therefore, everyone who can return to reincarnation can be considered as starting anew, with only the blessings from their previous life remaining. But what about the karma created in the last life?
"Sister Wan, thank you," I said earnestly.
"No need," the Landlady waved her hand and said, "Whenever you see your unfortunate master, just let me know, and that will be your repayment."
"You know my master?"
"It's better if you don't know," Sister Wan replied with an awkward smile.
Could it be that Sister Wan and my master are old acquaintances?
"Hey!" Sister Wan suddenly gave me a light smack on the head.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seriously, how can everyone guess what I'm thinking?
After finishing the noodles, Old Black left. Wang Ni and I originally planned to return to school, but thinking about Wenquxing's unfortunate expression after burning down the entire teaching building, we decided against it.
I wonder how Red Boy is doing? I should go check on him.
Even Wang Ni didn't dare to go back to school right now. Well, since Red Boy isn't around, I need someone to keep an eye on things after I go to the Underworld.
"I have something to take care of for a bit. Primordial Spirit needs to leave for a while. Please keep an eye on things for me, and don't take advantage of me!"
Sitting on my bed, Wang Ni was practicing her breathing exercises on the floor. I was afraid that if she suddenly noticed I had stopped breathing, she would call for a hearse and send me straight to the crematorium.
"Please, who cares about you and your little physique?" Wang Ni looked down on me, but as soon as I thought of how she used an iron rod to beat the Invaders, I gave up any thoughts of arguing back.
I focused my mind and took out the Seal that Yama had given me. This was not only my identification but also allowed my soul to leave my body.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in a spiritual state. I walked over to Wang Ni and kicked her a few times, wanting to show her that I wasn't someone to be looked down upon! However, since I was a spirit, Wang Ni couldn't feel it at all.
I pulled out the Judgment Pen and drew a circle in mid-air. The circle quickly transformed into a passage leading directly to the Underworld. Unlike Old Black and the others, I wasn't familiar with this passage; after all, it was my first time using it.
I felt like I was continuously falling downwards, and before long, I saw the exit and sensed the unique eerie atmosphere of the Underworld.
As I emerged from the passage, I hadn't even steadied myself when a stern voice came from behind me.
"Who goes there?"
"I am—" Just as I was about to respond, I saw an enormous hand slowly enlarging in front of my eyes.
What the hell?
I had previously mocked those Invaders who were slammed against the wall by Uncle Xing, never expecting that karma would come so quickly—just like Yin Zheng'an, who was buried in the dirt.
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