Chapter 1 From Avengers 4

Coming out of the cinema after watching the premiere of Avengers 4,
it was already past three in the morning.

"This movie is so long, three hours, it's exhausting to watch."
Attorney An lamented while lighting a cigarette.

"Yeah, especially the plot… ***xxxxxxxxx… not bad."

"Well, it's okay for killing time anyway."

"I wonder who said it, that after we get back, he'd let me get a good night's sleep."

"There's no way, the kid's grown up, can't control him anymore, he's probably really staying at Old Wang's tonight. That Old Wang too, he's usually so shrewd, can't he see the kid's not all that he seems? He actually let him stay at his house."

"Difficult to be muddled."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

"Tomorrow, we have to set off for the Northeast again."

"Yeah, have to go again. No matter what, the old Taoist can't die.
If he dies, our future, yours and mine, will be over."

"Yours, not mine."

"You're even worse off than me. Although I was stripped of my clan's written records, my old connections are still there. I can grease a few palms, and they'll turn a blind eye to me anyway.
What about you?
You're jumping loyal and jumping traitor,
do you think the Yinji (Underworld) will let you off?"

"Doesn't matter, as long as my conscience is clear."

"That's the most irritating thing about you, climbing up the ladder honestly. The higher you get, the better you can realize your dreams, right?"

"Many great traitors thought that way in the past. Little Wang even assassinated a Qing dynasty minister when he was young, what happened later?"

"Are you comparing Little Wang to me?"

"Not far off, you're doing the same thing now anyway."

"The way you put it, it actually makes some sense."

Attorney An hugged Geng Chen and walked back.
The cinema was in South Street, not far from the bookstore.
Anyway, without the little boy around, neither of them could sleep, so they might as well join in the fun and watch a movie. There were tons of people joining in the fun tonight anyway.

"Is finding a dragon vein easy?" Geng Chen asked.

He was proficient in formations, and one way to describe formations was feng shui (geomancy).
It's just that formations change the layout of a small, specific area to achieve the effects the arranger wants,
while feng shui,
is on a much grander scale.
Mountains as matchmakers,
rivers as guides,
the sea as the base,
treating heaven and earth as a chessboard,
this is the true law of heaven and earth, and also the highest formation in the world.

A dragon vein is a specific entity that combines formations and fortune.
People in the yang world (living world) often say that so-and-so became the emperor because he obtained a dragon vein, which is nonsense. How could ordinary mortals get their hands on such a thing?
But if you're talking about some protective effect, then that's still okay. Even a strand of hair from a dragon vein is thicker than the waist of fortune on those geniuses.

"Yeah, we have to find it."

"You know, when people from our yin world (underworld) touch certain things without permission, they often suffer extremely terrible backlash."

This is also why ghosts and monsters from the Yinji rarely get involved in major events in the yang world.
Yin and yang have their own rules,
if it were completely opened up,
with the abilities of these underworld creatures,
directly controlling the politics of the yang world wouldn't be difficult,
but no one dares to do that, that's just purely courting death.
There are xiezhi (mythical creatures, symbols of justice) guarding the entrances of police stations,
and those little village chiefs might even have light radiating from their heads.

"The boat will right itself when it reaches the bridge, there's always a way."

Since Ying Gou said this,
then Ying Gou must have his own way.

"What happens after we take the dragon vein?"

"What kind of 'after' are you hoping for?"

"I don't know, but it's said that something seems to have happened in hell again, I haven't received any news from there for several days."

"Same here.
Looks like something big really happened,
but it doesn't matter,
let's just work harder here,
and let them make a fuss for now.
Wait until we start over, reclaim our old lands, and face the imperial palace!"

"It feels weird when you recite this poem."

"Don't ruin the mood."

"I thought of that grand leader of the enforcement team again, I wonder if he's still around."

That grand leader of the enforcement team could be said to be the Yinji's version of Yue Wu Mu (a famous patriotic general).
He was strong, and when the enforcement team was at its peak, its combat power was really not inferior to those of the Yama Kings' palaces.
And his own strength was also astonishing, known as the number one person under the Ten Yama Kings.
But he was too naive politically,
constantly shouting about finding the last monarch to return to his position,
so that the Yinji could restore order,
finally forcing the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, who had always presented himself as "pure and desireless," to finally lose his temper,
and issue a decree.
King Chujiang led the decree and directly suppressed him.

"You say, if we could find him, and he's still alive, that would be great."

Another big shot;
Attorney An has always understood one thing in his life: it's easier to be an official if you have someone in court.
In any industry, unless you're really awesome enough to reach the heavens, you still need a big shot to rely on.

"Don't think so much about good things. It's just that old monkey, are you really going to find it again?"

"Find it, why wouldn't I find it?"

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by it?"

"I'm not afraid."

"So brave."

"This time, let the boss take the little monkey to negotiate with him."

"Heh."

………………

A young man wearing an official uniform,
holding several large, red fruits in his hand,
sat on a rock,
eating happily.

This fruit is called juyinguo (Gathering Yin Fruit), and like the Manjusaka (Red Spider Lily), it is a specialty of hell.
Legend has it that,
thousands of years ago,
when a group of courtesan ghosts, who had been murdered by an emperor of the yang world, were crossing the Road to the Underworld,
they sang and wept all the way,
their tears merged into the ground on both sides of the Road to the Underworld,
and after a hundred years,
a vine grew, bearing this red fruit.

Hell lacks vibrant colors,
so this fruit,
can actually be regarded as the blood and tears of that group of courtesans.

But the taste is still excellent, similar to apples in the yang world, but sweeter.

The young man took a bite and satisfiedly wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his official robe.

He was a judge,
but he was a judge who didn't have anyone under his jurisdiction.
His job was to serve Di Ting (a mythical creature able to distinguish all things).

To outsiders,
he was actually someone who bought his way into office,
but not many people dared to show him their temper in person,
after all, they were afraid that the next time he bathed Di Ting, he would stir up the bathhouse wind,
and Di Ting could easily kill them with a yawn!

That was enough,
he couldn't control what people said about him behind his back anyway, and he was too lazy to care.
Wearing his judge's uniform and watching those people kneel and call him "Your Honor," that's all that mattered.

"Is it delicious?"
A middle-aged man's voice came from behind.

The young man was stunned for a moment,
knowing that this was Di Ting's habitat, and no unrelated people dared to come here casually.
Di Ting is said to be able to hear the three realms,
so the area around him was naturally even more sensitive.

The young man turned around,
and when he saw who it was,
he immediately knelt down,
"This humble official greets Your Highness."

King Chujiang casually raised his hand,
walked to the rock, also sat down, reached out, took a juyinguo from the young man's pocket, and took a bite.

"Very sweet."

"If Your Highness likes to eat them, I'll send a basket over tomorrow."

Usually, besides bathing Di Ting, he had nothing to do, so he simply planted a lot of fruit trees in the corner of these Ten Thousand Yin Mountains.
Like that black girl in the yang world, he was also someone who liked to farm, but planting things in the underworld was much more difficult than in the yang world.

"No need, this king is leaving tomorrow."

"Are you going to catch that monkey?"
The young man asked cautiously.

"Just a remnant, he can't accomplish much. King Qin Guang has already gone after him. That monkey probably knows he doesn't have much time left and is unwilling to die in peace, so he jumped out to stir things up again."

"That's right, the Yinji is now guarded by the Yama Kings, it can be said to be as solid as a rock."

"Alright, stop trying to flatter me if you don't know how. By the way, do you want to come out and do something? You can go to my place and hang a small office, so you don't have to stay here and get bored all the time.
I'll talk to Di Ting about it. Considering that you've been taking care of it for so many years, it will agree."

"No, no, no, can't do that, can't do that. Just having this official uniform to show off my power is enough for me;
I know my limitations, I don't have the ability to go out and take office. If I delay the Yama Kings' important matters, then I'll really die a thousand deaths."

"Hehe, alright, you're still sensible. These days, there aren't many people as sensible as you."

The young man lowered his head, not daring to respond, because those people that King Chujiang could mention were not easy to get along with.

"Old thing, I'm here."
King Chujiang shouted,
his figure disappearing directly from the spot.

The next moment,
King Chujiang appeared in front of a cave.
When he appeared,
a red light shone from the cave.
This cave,
was actually one of Di Ting's eyes.

"What… are you doing?"

"Is there anything in this world that you don't know? It's one thing if you don't want to listen or are too lazy to listen, but how could you not know about something that's happening right under your nose?
The Bodhisattva just told me the other day to go out and see more, so I plan to go up and take a look, at least to see what a battery looks like."

The Ten Yama Kings returning to the yang world,
this is a big deal,
but King Chujiang said it very lightly.

"Go if… you want…"

"I'm here to ask you, where are the fun places in the yang world now?
With my status,
it costs too much to go in and out of yin and yang,
I can't really just come back after seeing a battery, right?"

Di Ting laughed,
and then,
several mountains nearby collapsed from the laughter.

After a while,
Di Ting stopped laughing,
and said:
"In the northeast of Divine Land, there is a dragon vein."

"You don't want me to carry a dragon vein back for you to snack on, do you? That thing is too troublesome to move around."

"This dragon vein, reached its peak four hundred and three years ago.
The dragon vein,
when it's rising, is extremely sharp and untouchable.
When it's declining, it's as warm as jade and can be taken."

"Okay, I'll bring it back for you, as for the Bodhisattva's side…"

Speaking of this,
Di Ting stopped talking,
King Chujiang smiled contentedly,
his figure disappearing from the spot,
everything,
was understood without words.

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The fifth watch is over,
don't panic,
hold on to the man's promise!