I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Chapter 200 Rumors

Pei Yan pursed his lips slightly, sighed softly, and said slowly: "I know what kind of person you are. If I really have to give Ruan Ruan to someone, then I would rather that person be you."

He paused, his eyes softening as he spoke, "I've been raising her since she was born. Although I didn't take care of Ruan Ruan much after she grew up, and she grew up on her own most of the time, she is my sister after all, and I can't really watch her suffer and be unhappy. But I still hope that she chooses you according to her own wishes. Do you understand me?"

After hearing what he said, Yan Wenjing was silent for a moment and nodded, "I know."

Pei Yan smiled faintly and said softly, "I came here today to tell you that Tang Yun and I are planning to go back."

Yan Wenjing was surprised when he heard this. He frowned and asked, "So soon? Didn't you say you would stay in the underworld for a while?"

Pei Yan chuckled, his eyes full of doting and pride, "Seeing that she's doing well now, I won't be an eyesore anymore."

Yan Wenjing was silent for a moment after hearing his words, and then a jar of wine appeared in his hand. "I got this wine by chance a while ago, but I didn't have time to drink it. It's been a long time since we last drank together. Since we're leaving, let's have a drink before we go."

Pei Yan stared at him for a while and said, "Okay."

The two of them drank a lot and talked a lot, and in the end they were both a little tipsy.

Before Pei Yan left, he patted Yan Wenjing on the shoulder and said, "Remember what I said."

Yan Wenjing's eyes were a little dark because he had drunk too much, and he also assured him, "Don't worry, I won't forget."

Pei Yan just said to him seriously: When she brings you to me, I will truly approve of your relationship.

Pei Yan and Tang Yun took the child away from the underworld, but Yan Wenjing did not feel relieved at all. He pressed his eyebrows, looked out the window, and remained motionless for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the Book of Life and Death appeared out of thin air in front of Yan Wenjing. He picked up a pen and made a simple modification on it.

He poured his spiritual power into every stroke, but it was still extremely difficult.

As he put pen to paper, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Yan Wenjing ascended to heaven and used his spiritual power to thicken the barrier of the entire underworld.

After a while, Yan Wenjing's face turned pale, but he still walked straight into the Hall of Yama.

If Fan Wujiu had not hurried out, Yan Wenjing would have been slower than usual and would have dodged, avoiding being bumped by Fan Wujiu.

Xie Bian was a little behind. When he saw Fan Wujiu almost bump into the King of Hell, he was shocked and wanted to pull him back. But when he saw the King of Hell dodged, he respectfully called out, "King of Hell!"

Fan Wujiu didn't know what had just happened. He just realized that he almost bumped into the King of Hell. He was shocked and immediately shouted respectfully, "King of Hell, I didn't mean to do that."

Yan Wenjing simply responded, "Yeah."

Then I went to the side hall.

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu watched the King of Hell leave respectfully before leaving the Hall of Hell.

As soon as they walked out of the King of Hell's Palace, Xie Bian asked, "Do you feel that there is something wrong with the King of Hell?"

Fan Wujiu asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Xie Bian rolled his eyes at him unhappily and analyzed, "You're not fast, but considering the King of Hell's speed, he should have dodged to the side long before you hit him, or you might have flown to some unknown corner. But today, the King of Hell was almost hit by you. Even though he dodged, he was obviously a second or two late. Other ghosts might not be able to see it, but based on my understanding of the King of Hell over the years, the King of Hell is probably in a different state today. Also, when the King of Hell passed by just now, I vaguely smelled a faint smell of blood. It wasn't strong, but I was definitely not mistaken."

Fan Wujiu was shocked. "Ah? Are you kidding me? The King of Hell was injured? If it was anyone else, I might believe it! There are only a few people in the world who could hurt him."

Xie Bian stroked his chin, looking thoughtful, "That's why it's strange, but I think I was right just now."

Fan Wujiu's eyes lit up as an idea flashed in his mind. "Ask Judge Cui. He spends a lot of time with the King of Hell. Perhaps he knows."

Fan Wujiu immediately sent a message to Judge Cui after he said this: [Judge Cui, you are following the King of Hell. Did you know that the King of Hell was injured?]

Judge Cui replied after a while: [No, Lord Yama just finished drinking with His Highness Pei Yan. It's impossible that His Highness Pei Yan beat him, right?]

Upon hearing this news, Fan Wujiu was shocked and suddenly raised his head to Xie Bian and said, "Fuck! Lord Yama was injured by His Highness Pei Yan!"

Xie Bian: “???”

What did he hear?

Was the King of Hell injured by His Highness Pei Yan?

why? ?

After Fan Wujiu finished speaking, he continued to talk to himself, "Let me ask Meng Po what's going on. Haven't Lord Yama and His Highness Pei Yan always been good friends? How could they really fight, and fight like this! Besides, Lord Yama and His Highness Pei Yan should be evenly matched if they really fight, so how could Lord Yama be injured so badly?"

Xie Bian vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't seem to find any reason to refute it. What Fan Wujiu said was exactly what he also found strange. He could only wait and see what Meng Po said.

I always feel that Meng Po knows something they don’t know.

Fan Wujiu: [Meng Po, we just ran into Yama Wangye in Yama's Palace. He seemed injured. I asked Judge Cui, and he said that His Highness Pei Yan had beaten him. Don't His Highness Pei Yan have a good relationship with Yama Wangye? Did something happen between them?]

Meng Po responded very quickly. Almost as soon as Fan Wujiu's message came through, she replied immediately: [Are you fighting now? ]

Fan Wujiu: [……]

Fan Wujiu: [Meng Po, what do you mean by that? Do you know something? Tell me now!]

Meng Po: [Little kid, don't ask around.]

Fan Wujiu: "..."

Not to mention how old he was when he was alive, he has been a ghost for thousands of years!

What a little kid!

Who is the child!

He's over a thousand years old! What's there that he can't know?!

Xie Bian saw Fan Wujiu's angry expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fan Wujiu said with a frustrated look on his face, "Meng Po didn't tell me! She even said I was a child and asked me to stop asking! Am I a child? How am I a child?!"

Xie Bian: "..."

I didn’t think so before, but now I do feel a little bit.

Xie Bian: "How about you show it to me?"

Fan Wujiu stuffed the phone into Xie Bian's arms and said, "Here."

After Xie Bian read the message sent by Meng Po, his guess was confirmed again.