Together they had whored, together they had carried guns, and they had also stabbed each other in the back. Their relationship was akin to Sun Wukong being thrown into the Eight Trigrams Furnace and refined over and over again.

A year later, they didn't continue sitting on the roadside curb for their reunion. Instead, they chose a roadside barbecue stall.

The barbecue stall was called "Big Mouth Barbecue." The owner was from the Northeast, a chubby figure. The biggest feature of his barbecue was that it had no features at all.

Four bottles of beer were brought up first. The beer was "Da Fuhao Beer" from Tong City. Ten years ago, this wine was a trump card in Tong City. Once upon a time, it was one of the few products that could be taken out of Tong City, apart from the home textile industry.

But in recent years, with the invasion of foreign giants such as "Snowflake," the base camp of "Da Fuhao" beer has also been largely captured.

However, Tong City's home textile industry has been doing better and better. Eighty percent or more of the home textile products bought on Taobao are shipped from Tong City.

This was like the fortunes of the two people at the wine table.

One soaring upwards,

The other continuing to wallow in mediocrity.

Perhaps it was fate;

But the one soaring upwards didn't feel much joy, and the one wallowing in mediocrity wasn't too decadent.

Under the general trend, nothing could be taken seriously. Only after the tide receded could one see who was truly swimming naked.

"The Nine Attendants all live in the Underworld Main City, without separate control. The Great Cleansing of the Underworld lasted for half a year, and then it took another half a year to replenish the establishment.

I personally arrested three judges who plotted rebellion and sent them to the Imperial Prison. I estimate they're long gone."

Lawyer An ate a skewer of chives, took a swig of beer, and smiled:

"There are still people rebelling? What are they thinking?"

Even the Yamas handed over their power and positions without resistance. They could see it clearly, so how could the people below not see it?

"I say they're rebelling, so they're rebelling."

Feng Si picked up the beer bottle and filled Lawyer An's glass.

Lawyer An heard this, reached out and gently tapped his forehead, shook his head, and said:

"That's the way it is."

It was just standard operating procedure. To be honest, these things were originally taught to Feng Si by Lawyer An.

But in recent years, Lawyer An has been in the Late Night Bookstore. In an environment like the Late Night Bookstore, many skills are not used and have deteriorated.

And there was really no place to use them. The boss was so salted fish that everyone became salted fish together, so office politics or court politics had no soil to develop in the Late Night Bookstore.

As for what Feng Si's purpose was for coming here specifically this time, Lawyer An had a good idea in his mind.

If Feng Si in the past was only observing, half out of consideration for Lawyer An's face and half out of curiosity about certain aspects of the Late Night Bookstore, then the event a year ago must have made Feng Si see clearly which side he should stand on.

It was funny to say that Feng Si, who was only an inspector back then, was still thinking of holding himself up;

Now that he was a Yellow Belt Judge, he was willing to put everything down and surrender.

However, these things were all unspoken, there was no need to say them, they were all in the wine.

"I and another Red Belt are responsible for the cleaning and screening of this area. This Great Cleansing operation is estimated to clear out a lot of ghost officers and constables in the Yang world."

Everyone knew what the ghost officers and constables in the Yang world had degenerated into.

There were Buddhist ones, there were "cultivating immortality" ones, there were those who held positions without doing any work, there were those who were muddling through, and even more who directly relied on some forces in Hell, acting as these forces' eyes and ears and claws in the Yang world.

From Hell to the Yang world, the Underworld, which had been lax for a long time, would usher in a thorough bone-scraping treatment. Although self-cleaning would definitely consume a lot of vitality, the changes brought about by the concentration of power were definitely obvious.

The kind of thing where Ying Gou chased King Chujiang all over Hell and finally simply beheaded him on the wall of the Underworld Main City was unlikely to happen again.

Although in many cases, a judge and a Yama of this level were very similar to ants and elephants, but when there were many ants, they could also bite an elephant to death.

After drinking four bottles of beer, both of them tacitly didn't order any more.

Feng Si stood up and patted his clothes. There was really nothing to be particular about with the image of a slovenly old man.

Every time he returned to the Yang world, he would just randomly find a physical body. He didn't care about male or female, anyway, people were dying in the Yang world every moment, and finding a suitable physical body was really not difficult.

"Hell has been suspended for almost a year, has it recovered?"

Lawyer An asked.

How many souls that should have been reincarnated had been annihilated in the past year.

"Soon."

Lawyer An nodded.

In fact, reincarnation was only cruel to the newly deceased, but it would not affect the overall situation.

If it really didn't work, just take some animals from the animal realm to replenish it.

In the past, the souls of the most treacherous and evil people would be thrown into the animal realm, but now it was the opposite, those who should have gone to the animal realm were now replenishing the human realm.

If this situation continued, there would definitely be more and more animals in the human world.

Feng Si touched his pocket and took out a pack of Da Qianmen cigarettes. It seemed that this slovenly old man was also a smoker in his lifetime.

Lawyer An paid the bill and took the cigarette from Feng Si's hand. The two of them walked back with cigarettes in their mouths.

The cigarette was a bit harsh, but it was strong enough.

"Old Zhangtou has also been promoted to judge, Red Belt."

Red Belt, the lowest level among the judges.

In fact, Old Zhangtou's qualifications were definitely enough.

It's just a pity that he's ugly.

According to Feng Si, when the new judges took their belts to determine their ranks, the Chief Eunuch sat upright in the first seat. Below, there were thousands of newly promoted judges, lined up, walking one by one in front of the Chief Eunuch.

The Chief Eunuch would then, based on his own first impression, slightly combined with the other party's qualifications, choose a suitable color belt and bestow it.

A national treasure was being casually played like this, but it was hard to say that the Underworld at this time was worse than when the Yamas were in charge, after a round of cleansing.

Because the last one was too bad, it was already the bottom line.

However, holding the official rank conference directly as a beauty pageant was also unique.

"The boss should be back too, do you want to go see the boss with me?"

Feng Si hesitated when he heard this.

"Go and see him, you know, I hope you're well."

Although Feng Si had stabbed him in the back, Lawyer An himself had been blinded by "love" at that time.

Besides, if it hadn't been for Cuihua's help in the end, An Buqi would have died early in Hell.

Didn't Feng Si stand firm against Qing when he was chasing An Buqi?

The relationship between the two had long been twisted beyond recognition.

"Wouldn't it be too early?"

"Then okay, wait until later..."

"I'm just being polite, don't take it seriously."

Lawyer An smiled, and Feng Si also smiled.

The two of them walked back to the entrance of the bookstore together.

At this time, standing outside, one could see Zhou Ze sitting behind the bar, spacing out while shelling peanuts.

The peanuts were still the ones that Lawyer An had left on the bar and hadn't finished eating.

"Boss."

Lawyer An entered the door and called out.

Feng Si followed in,

And also called out:

"Boss."

This was considered acknowledging the family and establishing the relationship.

Zhou Ze glanced at Feng Si with some surprise. This time, Feng Si didn't deliberately hide his aura, so Zhou Ze directly understood his identity.

At this moment, Boss Zhou had not yet broken free from the AIDS atmosphere. Feng Si's arrival only earned a nod from him.

As for persuading, managing subordinates, promising high positions, and drawing big cakes, that could be left to Lawyer An. Boss Zhou had always been able to slack off in secular affairs whenever possible.

Coincidentally, Xu Qinglang had just taken a shower and came downstairs to pour himself a glass of water. He was slightly surprised to see that there were guests.

Lawyer An rubbed his hands and said, "Old Xu, how about troubling you to make some more late-night snacks?"

"Didn't you just eat?"

Xu Qinglang smelled the scent of alcohol and chives.

"There's also a pledge of allegiance coming."

Lawyer An said, looking at Feng Si.

Feng Si nodded and said:

"There's a Red Belt who came with me who specifically asked to come to Tong City to take a look, but he still has to help people take a bath, so I set off one step ahead of him."

"Red Belt?" Boss Zhou no longer had any sensitivity to these rainbow colors.

"Yes, his identity is a bit special."

"You just said he helps people take a bath? People who open bathhouses in Hell can also have a formal position?" Xu Qinglang asked curiously.

"Old Xu, the wind has changed in Hell, you don't know. It's most cost-effective to die now, really."

"..." Xu Qinglang.

This joke was really cold.

But Lawyer An really thought about it,

When the Gates of Hell opened again,

After Old Xu died,

Feng Si would use his connections to operate it a bit and let him be a ghost officer first, not rushing to send him to the Yang world, and then find an opportunity to show his face in front of a certain Attendant;

Next,

Just follow the Wu Zetian model directly.

Lawyer An even had a picture like this in his mind:

Xu Qinglang was wearing a long robe, still elegant, with the Nine Attendants standing behind him.

He waved his sleeves,

"Little Changzi, carry this palace to Mount Tai."

The Nine Attendants bowed together in response.

The more Lawyer An thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible,

One leg wasn't stable enough,

Two legs were very smooth,

Three legs, wasn't a triangle the most stable!

A last emperor, plus a Ying Gou, plus a beauty trap.

Tsk tsk,

King Pingdeng An suddenly felt full of confidence in the future.

Lawyer An had always been ambitious, and he never denied his ambition. At the same time, he also knew that Feng Si was also ambitious, otherwise, under such a promising future, there was no need to make the gamble of joining the KMT in 1949.

However, of these three legs, one was a salted fish, one was someone who abandoned his foundation and ran away, and one had over twenty houses in the Yang world and was reluctant to die.

Alas...

Ignoring Lawyer An, who was fantasizing to himself,

Xu Qinglang looked at Feng Si,

And continued to ask:

"Who is it?"

"Actually, I'm not very familiar with him, but although he's just a Red Belt, no one in the Underworld dares to neglect him, even those old-timers with Purple Belts don't dare to act big in front of him.

He specializes in scrubbing and serving people, but the one he serves is Di Ting."