As soon as Ning Shu opened her eyes, she was slapped in the face.
A noisy voice exploded in her ears, "Are you awake? Why did you take so long this time? Could it be that Miss Ning took things too hard and fell into a deep sleep? However, he died a little too miserably in this life. Look at his torn skin and flesh, it's too ugly … "
The slap caused Ning Shu to hit the back of her head on the Three-Life Stone. She almost fainted again. In her daze, she thought, "Here we go again. How many times have I died?"
"Miss Ning, Miss Ning?" A ghastly white bone claw swayed in front of her eyes as it cried out, "Oh no, don't tell me you've become stupid from all the dying?"
Ning Shu weakly slapped away the overly lively bone claw and gave him a scary smile, "Dying won't make you stupid. It will only get better and better. Why don't you give it a try?"
Dendrobium was a new ghost servant who had only been in office for a hundred years. He had only died once. He was frightened by her terrifying joke and shook his head.
Ning Shu sat up on the Three-Life Stone, "Do you have any food? I didn't eat anything for four to five days before I died. I'm so hungry that I'm dizzy. "
"You're already dead. Why are you still hungry? I've never seen a ghost in hell that wants to eat. If you're really hungry, here ~ "Dendrobium raised his bony bone claw in front of her," Why don't you just take a bite or two? "
Ning Shu pretended to bite him.
Dendrobium was so scared that he quickly retracted his arm, "This lady even dares to peek at the King of Hell when he's bathing. What else is she afraid of? Don't let me bite you. "
Ning Shu shrugged her shoulders in pity. She bent down and picked a red spider lily and put it into her mouth, "This is the bad thing about being a ghost. There's no taste in your mouth. It tastes terrible."
Dendrobium giggled as he followed behind her and continued to chatter, "How did you die this time?"
Ning Shu stared at the Three Lives Stone, which was as white as jade and flowing with light. Her face and body were badly mangled, and the bright red color was even more terrifying than the evil ghosts of the eighteenth level of the underworld. Ning Shu herself was shocked. She almost became the first ghost to die because of her own ugliness.
[Aiyaya, I'm scared to death … I didn't feel this scary when I was being executed by a thousand cuts … What a pity for my beautiful face.]
Fortunately, the Three Lives Stone emitted a faint light. Accompanied by that light, the thousands of bloody wounds on her body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, she returned to being a beautiful woman with picturesque features. She curled her lips into a charming smile.
On the side, the old ghosts who had lined up on the Bridge of Helplessness for more than ten years all climbed onto the bridge railings and poked their heads out to look. "Who is she? How could she be so beautiful … "
"I don't know. I heard the Ghost Constables call her Miss Ning." The male ghost at the front of the line twisted his head around in boredom. His neck was almost broken when he was pushed aside by a female ghost who was wearing red and green and had a long tongue.
The female ghost dipped her finger into the bloody hole in the chest of a nearby ghost soldier and used it as rouge for herself. "So it's the legendary Miss Ning of the underworld. Did she die again and come back? Let me think, when I was lining up here, she had only died four times. Four … five … six … this is the sixth time, right? "
"Seven."
Other ghosts: "What?"
"This is the seventh time." Meng Po scooped a bowl of soup and threw it on the table, yawning lazily. And every time, she refused to drink Meng Po's soup.
The ghosts were instantly attracted. No one wanted to fight for Meng Po's soup. They all crowded in front of Meng Po. "Seven times? Last time, that heinous demoness was punished by the Heavenly Dao for three lifetimes! Then how evil must she be to be tortured by the Heavenly Dao like this … "
"That's right, that's right. How did she die?"
Meng Po took out her pipe and knocked it hard on the Bridge of Helplessness. Then, she brought it to her lips. "In the second life, she was a peony in that person's courtyard. That person pinched it and stuck it in his beloved's hair. His beloved thought that the flower was too ugly and threw it into a swamp. In the third life, she was a spirit deer. She was killed by an arrow and made into that person's clothes. In the fourth life, she was a dog raised by that person. When there was a famine, she was beaten to death and skinned by that person.
The ghosts smacked their lips. "That's too tragic …"
"In the fifth life, she was reincarnated as a snow fox. She was bought by that person and served well for several years."
The ghosts commented, "That's not bad."
"It's not bad." Meng Po's lips curled up. She suddenly opened her bloody mouth and bared her fangs, revealing a sinister smile. "Then, she was skinned alive. Starting from her hind legs, up to her abdomen, ears, eyes, mouth, nose, all the way to the top of her head. She was skinned until she was half dead. Finally, she was given to her beloved to make into a scarf."
"Ah ah ah!" The cowardly ghosts hurriedly covered their heads and scurried away. The other ghosts were also frightened to the bone.
Not far away, Ning Shu rested her chin on her hand and winked at Meng Po.
Meng Po retracted her fangs and continued to speak slowly. "It wasn't easy for her to be reincarnated as a human in her seventh life. She became a beggar on the roadside and was taken home by that person to be a servant. However, that person's family rebelled and left her as bait. In the end, she was cut into pieces and executed by a thousand cuts."
Some ghosts were curious. "What about the first life? How did she die? "
Suddenly, they saw a wooden boat slowly approaching from the end of the River of Forgetfulness. On the wooden boat, there was a slender figure standing behind a screen. His appearance couldn't be seen clearly. They could only see a purple mark faintly glowing between his eyebrows. His black hair was like jade as it drooped down to his feet. His surroundings carried a supreme nobility and pressure. Behind him, two legless ghosts, one black and one white, respectfully floated behind him. The ghosts all lowered their heads and stood properly, not daring to gossip.
"It seems that the time has come." Ning Shu pursed her lips as if she hadn't heard enough. "It's a pity that I haven't finished listening."
She clapped her hands and jumped down from the Three Lives Stone. Looking at King Chu Jiang who was shrouded in thick fog, she jokingly said, "Your Highness King Chu Jiang, I owed him seven lives and have already repaid six. Now, this should be the last time, right? In the future, you don't have to worry about ghosts being bold enough to peek at your sleep. "
The eyes of the ghosts all lit up.
This Miss Ning was indeed not a ghost. Not only did she die brilliantly, she even dared to peek at King Chu Jiang while he was sleeping. Admirable! Admirable!
At the side, Dendrobium hurriedly pounced over to cover her mouth.
Among the Ten Kings of Hell, only this King Chu Jiang was the coldest and most solemn. His appearance, however, was rumored to be the most handsome in the world. It was said that on the day he was sent from the Heavenly Realm to the Underworld, many female ghosts fought to see his true appearance. They didn't even fear falling from the Bridge of Helplessness into the River of Forgetfulness.
However, no matter how handsome he was, it was only a legend. Those who really saw his appearance had two endings: Either they sought death, or they were personally killed by him.
Only this Miss Ning had nothing to do after she died. There were a few times when she sneaked a peek at his peerless appearance. Dendrobium remembered that when she died for the fourth time, her entire body was in pain and she couldn't get rid of it. Dendrobium secretly brought her to stroll around the Underworld. He didn't expect that Miss Ning would sneak into King Chu's Palace without anyone noticing. At that time, King Chu Jiang was resting. She almost broke through his concealment and saw his true appearance.
Dendrobium was scared half to death. He sighed that fortunately, it was so close! At the side, Ning Shu felt that it was a pity. Why was it so close?
Since then, this Miss Ning became even more lawless. After she died for the fifth time, she came back saying that she had just been skinned and felt uncomfortable all over. She wanted to treat her injuries alone. Then, she turned around and sneaked into the Chu Royal Palace. Coincidentally, she saw King Chu Jiang bathing … After she died for the sixth time, she still didn't see a ghost. Then, she ran to the Chu Royal Palace and pretended to be a servant girl, wanting to change King Chu Jiang's clothes …
This was the first time Dendrobium felt that a ghost's life was so difficult.
However, it was strange. King Chu Jiang, who had always been solemn and cold like ice, actually didn't punish her. Instead, he let her off lightly! This made Dendrobium and the ghost servants of the Underworld dumbfounded. They said three times: Strange, strange, strange!
In an instant, the whole Underworld was filled with gossip. Could it be that between King Chu Jiang and Miss Ning …
Pushing Dendrobium away, Ning Shu blinked her eyes and said with a natural charm, "You really don't intend to satisfy my last curiosity and let me take a look?" She quietly took a step forward.
All the ghosts were drooling.
King Chu Jiang was silent.
Ning Shu frowned and gave in awkwardly, "If you won't let me see your face, then … let me see your hands?" She took another step forward.
King Chu Jiang was still indifferent.
Ning Shu hesitated for a long time before retreating to the bottom line, "Why don't I close my eyes and touch it?" She took a step forward and arrived in front of King Chu Jiang, attempting to pounce on him. King Chu Jiang moved his finger and used the Thousand Li Technique. Ning Shu was bounced back to her original spot.
All the ghosts fell down.
King Chu Jiang was still silent. Only his fluttering clothes fluttered in the wind of the River of Forgetfulness for thousands of years.
Only Ning Shu still shrugged her shoulders shamelessly, "You are really as boring as a day in a hundred years. In this life, am I a human, an animal, or a flower?"
King Chu Jiang stood in front of her and seemed to be carefully looking at her, "Human." His voice was like the sound of Buddha descending from the Ninth Heaven, causing all the female ghosts to feel numb.
"Male or female?"
"Female."
"Noble or poor?"
"Noble beyond compare."
Ning Shu smiled, "That is a great thing. It doesn't have to be noble beyond compare. As long as you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you don't have to worry about anything. You can just peacefully be a rich and idle person, eating and waiting for death. Just thinking about it makes me impatient. Let's go."
She walked halfway and suddenly had the thought of teasing him, "That's right, do I have a husband in this life? Is it enough for Your Highness's handsomeness? Is it enough for Your Highness's beauty? Is it enough for Your Highness's intelligence, ability, gentleness, and understanding? If it's not enough, I might as well be a widow. "
King Chu Jiang paused for a moment, as if he couldn't take it anymore. After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "It's enough, it's all enough."
Finally getting some fun out of him before leaving, Ning Shu laughed uncontrollably. She waved her hand at the dendrobium and turned to walk into the River of Forgetfulness.
The River of Forgetfulness's water seemed to have a soul and was about to drown her in an instant.
However, King Chu Jiang suddenly bit his finger. Dark red beads of blood gushed out from his deathly white fingertip and instantly entered the Three Lives Stone.
"Your Highness! What are you doing! "The Black and White Deities were shocked.
King Chu Jiang closed his eyes and didn't answer. He muttered a spell and purple light burst out from between his brows. Countless amounts of blood gushed out from his body and dyed the Three Lives Stone red. Instantly, the River of Forgetfulness turned into a sea of blood. The waves surged to the sky and the entire Yama Palace shook, turning into a mess.
"You!" Ning Shu was stunned. A dark red bead of blood suddenly dripped onto her forehead.
"Lady Ning!" The dendrobium rushed to the riverside and shouted. Ning Shu's figure had already sunk into the River of Forgetfulness. The bewitching red color quickly returned to normal. When he turned back, King Chu Jiang had also disappeared.
Only a voice was left hovering in the sky of the underworld,
"Three hundred years ago, because of my mistake, I changed your fate and caused you and Emperor Xiao Yunyi to become enemies. I caused millions of corpses and rivers of blood to flow. I incurred the wrath of the heavens and punished you to die miserably for seven lifetimes. I have nothing else to repay you, so I will use my thousand years of cultivation to return you a lifetime of happiness and peace … "
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