Eastern Territory.
The Underworld.
Some time had passed since the thousand paper crane team from the Northern Hall arrived at the Eastern Hall.
And just two days ago, Lord Yama had selected a team of ghost envoys to travel to the Northern Territory along with that thousand paper crane team.
In the ghost market, many ghosts and monsters were still discussing the news previously announced by the Underworld.
There were even storytellers in teahouses recounting the scenes when the Northern Hall's thousand paper crane team arrived.
"The moment I saw them, I knew! Hey! This was no small matter!
You know, there's a travel restriction between the four territories. Ghost envoys cannot casually step into other territories, nor can they casually interfere in the affairs of other territories!
So, the Northern Hall's visit this time must be for something important!"
The storyteller, dressed in a blue robe, raised his hand and slapped the table. The ghosts and monsters in the teahouse immediately perked up.
Although many ghosts and monsters had witnessed it that day, none could describe it as vividly.
It was like listening to a story.
After recounting the series of events that occurred after the Northern Hall's ghost envoys arrived at the Eastern Hall, the storyteller brought up the Eastern Hall's ghost envoys who left with the Northern Hall's ghost envoys.
"Our Eastern Hall's ghost envoy lords, hey! They are truly extraordinary! We could feel the aura of a first-class ghost envoy from afar."
"A total of fifty ghost envoys, each and every one of them extraordinary. When the Northern Hall's ghost envoys saw them, their faces turned ashen, and their gazes towards our Eastern Hall changed."
"I saw the first-class ghost envoy lord's eyes narrow, and he said, 'Let's depart.'"
"With just that look, the Northern Hall's ghost envoys took a step back in unison, thinking a battle was about to break out..."
After the storyteller finished this part, a ghost in the teahouse chuckled and said:
"Are the Northern Hall's ghost envoys that cowardly? Hahaha..."
"I saw it that day. The Northern Hall's ghost envoys were already quite pale. Sir, aren't you envious?"
"What is the Northern Hall really like? And the Southern Hall, the Western Hall... we've never seen them."
"Yes, yes, Sir, tell us about the other halls."
Listening to the ghosts' discussion, the storyteller on stage smiled mysteriously. "I actually know some things about the other halls."
*Slap!*
He slapped the table. Just as the ghosts quieted down and prepared to listen intently, the storyteller stroked his beard.
He chuckled, "To know what happens next, tune in next time."
"Tsk~"
A wave of sighs swept through the teahouse.
...
After leaving the teahouse, the storyteller turned back to the residential area behind the ghost market, pondering when he should next send a dream to the human world.
Other ghosts sent dreams either to convey instructions or because they wanted their families to burn some money for them...
As for the storyteller, he sent dreams to ask his descendants to tell him stories from the "Live Stream: Daily Healing in the Underworld."
Although this live stream usually only involved sending dreams and guiding souls, it sometimes broadcasted things they wouldn't normally witness.
For instance, the matter of the previous Meng Po's search mission. Many ghosts didn't know what had happened or why the position of Meng Po had changed.
After all, the previous Meng Po was the dream goddess for many ghosts, who would secretly sneak a peek at her whenever they had the chance.
Even many calligraphy and painting masters in the ghost market had produced works inspired by the former Meng Po.
And then there was the matter of the ghost shopkeeper. The amount of information revealed was simply immense.
If the storyteller's guess was correct, the other three were...
...the Yama Lords of the other three halls, who appeared with Lord Yama in the Northern Hall that day.
Although the matter of the ghost shopkeeper revealed a lot of information, the storyteller knew that much of it could not be spoken of.
However, what the Underworld of the Northern Hall was like...
This should be something he could talk about.
Thinking of this, the storyteller smiled and murmured:
"I hope the streamer can achieve something on this trip."
In a couple of days, he should be able to send a dream to the human world to check the situation.
...
Meanwhile, in the Eighteenth Hall.
Jiang Lin was making preparations before his departure.
The team heading to the Northern Hall had already left two days ago.
Jiang Lin's guess was correct; they were all experienced seniors.
As for Jiang Lin's current preparations, they were for another matter.
The day after the Northern Hall team departed, a ghost child came to summon Jiang Lin to the Yama Hall.
Inside the Yama Hall, besides him, there were several other ghost envoys.
Jiang Lin noticed that these ghost envoys, including himself, were all recently appointed captains.
On the Yama's seat, Yan Luo explained:
"Recently, we've received news from the other three halls, hoping that our professional sealing team can go and help them reinforce the seals."
"And to exchange and learn from each other."
Saying this, Yan Luo's gaze swept over the ghost envoys below, and she calmly said:
"You are all rising stars of the Eastern Hall. This time, you will go together to learn well and broaden your horizons."
The other three halls naturally referred to the Western Hall, the Northern Hall, and the Southern Hall.
Jiang Lin's desire to go to the Northern Hall earlier was also because the ghost envoys from the four territories would gather there, and he could learn a lot.
If he could go directly to the other three halls with the sealing team, it would be even better for both learning and broadening his horizons.
"Thank you, Lord Yama!"
The newly appointed captains, fully aware of the benefits of this trip, cupped their fists and thanked her.
...
Therefore, Jiang Lin had been preparing for his long journey for the past two days.
Firstly, regarding work, he temporarily handed over the members of the Eighteenth Team to the Ninth Team (King Jian'an).
Then he paid a visit to Xu Shuzi's home.
The two brothers went to the ghost market for a meal together.
Jiang Lin said, "While I'm away, if anything comes up, you can go to King Jian'an of the Ninth Team."
"The Eastern Hall is my home. What could happen to me?"
Xu Shuzi patted Jiang Lin's shoulder. "As for you, they say you rely on friends when you go out. You don't have any friends there, so be careful."
Saying this, he took out a peace buckle from his sleeve. "This is prepared by your sister-in-law for you."
The peace buckle was about the size of a coin, pure white all over, and tied with a black string.
"Please thank sister-in-law for me."
Jiang Lin smiled, took it, and carefully placed it in his storage bag.
Seeing Xu Shuzi's solemn expression, he chuckled:
"It's not that serious, really. There are seniors from the sealing team accompanying us."
"It's similar to a paid trip for humans."
Hearing the latter half of the sentence, Xu Shuzi couldn't help but laugh. "You think so happily. But come to think of it, it does seem like that."
No need to pay out of pocket, and with seniors leading the way, isn't that like a paid trip?
Jiang Lin thought this way partly due to King Jian'an and the viewers in the live stream.
After receiving the news of his upcoming trip, Jiang Lin went to the Ninth Team to see if King Jian'an had any advice.
Or perhaps some information about the other halls.
To his surprise, King Jian'an said nothing, but instead teased, "That's great. Bring me some local specialties from there when you go."
Jiang Lin found it amusing and exasperating, but it also helped him relax his tension.
...
During these two days of preparation, Jiang Lin did not forget to complete his daily tasks for the live stream.
He also mentioned in the live stream that he would be going to other halls.
After he said that, the bullet comment section immediately became lively.
"Where is the streamer going? What's the first destination?"
"Aow aow aow, streamer come to our place! Come to the south!"
"Streamer come to the west! There are many fun things in the west!"
"Is this arranged by the Underworld? Isn't that a paid trip? (doge)"
...
"System Mission: Become an excellent first-class ghost envoy, Mission Progress: 35%"