“An-ge, a storm is brewing;

Xiao Si is down here,

And I'm feeling uneasy too.”

With these words, Fourth Master gave the three of them a desolate back view, as if it held unspeakable hardships and sorrow.

Zhou Ze thought,

It was a pity Feng Si died so early; otherwise, it would have been a waste not to become an actor.

His acting skills were comparable to veteran actors, and his looks surpassed those of young idols. He definitely had the potential to become a sensation.

Lawyer An smiled,

Stood up,

And said:

“When has this wind ever stopped?”

Fourth Master’s body stiffened upon hearing this, and he said nothing more.

Lawyer An turned his head and said to Zhou Ze, “Boss, let’s go.”

Zhou Ze stood up and walked out of the pavilion with Lawyer An, keeping an eye on what was behind them, wary of Fourth Master suddenly attacking.

But even when they could no longer see the pavilion behind them,

Nothing happened.

“Why do I get the feeling that he still loves you?”

Zhou Ze said.

Did he really just let them leave like that?

It did feel a little,

Unreal.

“Heh,” Lawyer An smiled, not saying anything, but instead pointed ahead and shouted, “Boss, Huangquan Road isn’t far ahead.

Towards youth,

Towards dreams,

Towards the future,

Let’s charge!”

Zhou Ze felt that Lawyer An’s mentality still wasn’t adjusted properly.

Otherwise, with his level, he wouldn’t have said such chuuni (over-the-top) lines like a protagonist in a Japanese anime.

Looking back again, no one was chasing after them.

Regardless of why Feng Si let them go,

In any case,

Being able to return safely,

Could be considered a happy thing.

………………

“Fourth Master, are we really not chasing them?”

Bai Bai Pang Pang (lit. white and plump) Cuihua had already picked up a kitchen knife,

The same one she’d just used to cut pickled cabbage.

She didn’t hate Lawyer An, but she held a grudge against Zhou Ze for stabbing her!

Fourth Master stood with his hands clasped behind his back,

As if gazing into the distance.

Then he said:

“Those few are gone.”

“Gone?”

Cuihua didn’t quite understand.

“Fourth Master, they have indeed left.”

Fourth Master shook his head and sat back down at the table.

Cuihua understood and brought him a bowl of soup.

He blew on the rim of the bowl, took two sips, and put the bowl down. Fourth Master said:

“It’s not them, but others.”

“There are others nearby?” Cuihua was a little shocked; she hadn’t sensed anything.

“You underestimate An Buqi too much.” Fourth Master picked up a chopstick, picked up a piece of pickled cabbage, and chewed it slowly. “Looking down on An Buqi is the same as looking down on me. After all, I was brought up by him.”

“Cuihua didn’t.”

“He committed a crime back then and escaped, but he was still able to thrive in the Yang world and rekindle his old relationships. Just now, I felt the gazes of several groups of people, all watching this place.

If I attack An Buqi, they might show up.”

“Might?”

“Yes, or they might not show up. They might want An Buqi dead even more than I do, but I don’t want to gamble.”

Fourth Master looked in the direction Zhou Ze and Lawyer An had left, his gaze somewhat profound.

“However, these favors tied together by human relationships can only be used once. Those people aren’t running a charity.

This time,

I’ll let him off for now.”

“Actually, Fourth Master, it’s just that you can’t bear to kill him, right?”

“Whether or not I kill him depends on whether there’s any benefit.”

With that said, Fourth Master put down his chopsticks and walked out of the pavilion.

“Fourth Master, wait for Cuihua! I’ll pack things up.”

Fourth Master didn’t wait for Cuihua,

He walked forward on his own.

Soon,

Cuihua, carrying the still-hot stove, pots, pans, and a small table and chairs piled high on her back, came running after him.

Fourth Master’s hands were empty,

Cuihua had what looked like a small mountain on her back.

Fourth Master took huge steps forward,

Cuihua couldn’t walk that far, but her pace was fast, like a little electric motor, always closely following Fourth Master.

Her face wasn’t red, and she wasn’t out of breath.

The white and plump, tall physique nourished by so much pickled cabbage,

Was indeed useful.

As they walked,

Fourth Master finally stopped,

Ahead,

Was a ruined area of buildings.

Cuihua also stopped,

Took a chair off her back, and let Fourth Master sit down.

Then she took off the small stove to light it and boil water to make pickled cabbage tea.

Everything was in order. These days in hell, the master and servant had long become familiar with each other.

Sometimes when Fourth Master turned over,

Cuihua knew he wanted to eat pickled cabbage;

When Fourth Master yawned,

Cuihua knew he wanted to eat pickled cabbage;

When Fourth Master sighed,

Cuihua knew he wanted to eat pickled cabbage;

In fact, Feng Si had long been tired of pickled cabbage,

But he would still eat some every time.

Not to take care of the emotions of the silly girl by his side,

But purely because he felt that eating something he didn’t like every day was a kind of self-reminder, to avoid becoming too inflated.

It was a bit like sleeping on firewood and tasting gall.

The old woman came out, followed by a team of qipao-clad women.

However, the qipao-clad women all looked like they had just taken off their makeup. They were no longer as exquisite as before, nor did they have that graceful charm.

“Inspector-General, have you caught them?”

The old woman asked politely.

Fourth Master shook his head.

The old woman opened her mouth, wanting to ask something else, but felt it wasn’t necessary to ask anymore. After hesitating for a moment, she said directly:

“They’re going to Huangquan Road; they want to return to the Yang world. I can personally go after them.”

“No need.”

Fourth Master raised his hand.

“Why is that?”

“Because you’re about to die.”

Fourth Master said calmly.

The old woman’s gaze froze,

The next moment,

The qipao-clad women behind her quickly appeared in front of her, protecting her.

“Inspector-General, are you joking?”

She asked this, but her actions said otherwise, as she ordered her qipao-clad women to protect her first.

“I’m not joking; I’m serious.”

“My master is a judge of the Yin court!”

The old woman shrieked.

“He’s been dead for almost a hundred years; the tea has long gone cold.”

Fourth Master’s gaze swept towards the ruins behind the old woman, and he continued:

“If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for choosing this place as your private land. I have a use for this place; I’m requisitioning it.”

“I won’t step foot here again!”

“Tsk, that won’t do. If a few people don’t die during land requisition, it always feels like something’s missing, like eating without pickled cabbage.”

As he spoke,

Cuihua immediately understood,

Picked up the kitchen knife,

And charged directly at the old woman.

Cuihua’s fighting was always so simple and unadorned, unlike when she returned to the Yang world. When she returned to the Yang world, she didn’t deliberately seek out a corpse to possess; she was only temporarily possessing a corpse.

So it was difficult to fully exert her strength.

In hell,

She could release herself freely.

The qipao-clad women blocked Cuihua, but they couldn’t block her kitchen knife.

One by one, the qipao-clad women were directly hacked away,

Their bodies shattered,

Flesh and blood blurred,

With poisonous insects slowly crawling out of the broken limbs; the scene was a little disgusting.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Ze had just sucked away their essence, or perhaps Cuihua’s kitchen knife was too sharp. In short, the faceless women now really looked like watermelons in front of Cuihua, waiting to be chopped down.

The old woman’s expression was solemn,

She took out a lantern,

And her palm kept stroking the lantern.

A ball of karma fire was about to condense.

Fourth Master stood up from his chair,

The next moment,

He appeared directly beside the old woman.

The old woman was shocked and directly unleashed the karma fire, intending to resist to the end, even if it meant destroying everything together.

But Fourth Master just opened his mouth,

And all the karma fire that had just flown out of the lantern entered his mouth.

It was a little dry,

And his chest felt a little stuffy.

At this time, Fourth Master suddenly wanted to eat pickled cabbage;

It would be perfect for neutralizing it.

Immediately afterward,

A shadow appeared behind Fourth Master, and a blood demon roared out, directly pouncing on the old woman.

The old woman raised the lantern to strike,

But the blood demon directly pierced through the lantern and entered the old woman’s body.

In an instant,

All the qipao-clad women that Cuihua hadn’t finished hacking down stood motionless, like remote-controlled toys that had lost their controller.

The old woman’s body began to slowly dry up.

Black mist kept rising from the top of her head,

Like a pot of boiling water, constantly boiling until… the water was boiled dry.

“Bang!”

When a person dies, they become a ghost. When a ghost dies, they’re gone.

The old woman’s body exploded,

Completely dissipating into nothingness, as if all traces of her existence had been erased.

The blood demon flew out and re-entered Fourth Master’s body.

The qipao-clad women stood in place, presumably never to move again, completely turning into plastic mannequins similar to those displayed outside clothing stores in shopping malls.

“Fourth Master.”

Cuihua brought another chair.

Fourth Master shook his head and began to stroll through the ruins.

Cuihua packed everything up, put it on her back, and strolled with Fourth Master.

“She deserved to die.”

Fourth Master said.

“Yes, if Fourth Master says she deserved to die, then she definitely deserved to die.”

“Because she saw it.”

“Yes.”

“Also, this place will be where the higher-ups dump their trash, so we have to make sure it’s clean.”

“Yes.”

“In the future, every once in a while, after you’ve pickled your cabbage, come here and take a look. If there’s any trash, pick it up.”

“Yes.”

The master and servant continued to walk through the ruins, like tourists in the Yang world visiting the Forbidden City.

“Fourth Master, what if I encounter Uncle An again next time?”

“If you can kill him, then kill him.”

“Yes.”

“If you can’t kill him, try anyway; what if you can?”

“What Fourth Master says makes so much sense!”

Cuihua looked admiring.

“By the way, that man next to An Buqi, you’ve been in contact with him, right?”

“Yes, his fingernails are amazing!”

“Oh, An Buqi said he’s a hidden dragon, his opportunity.” As Fourth Master spoke, he chuckled. “He probably found someone related to the previous judge from somewhere, thinking of relying on that to return to hell?”

“Fourth Master, I can guarantee that that person is useless.”

He's useless?

“Hm?”

“He’s very lazy; all he does every day is bask in the sun and read the newspaper.”

“Oh.”

“You can tell that Uncle An is also very helpless with him.”

“Heh.”

Fourth Master bent down and pointed to a small stream in front of the ruins, saying:

“Cuihua, do you know what that river is?”

“River? Fourth Master, I only see a small stream.”

“Yes, a small stream. In ancient times, that was the sea eye of the Nether Sea.

In the end, all the families diverted the flow. You took one part, he took three parts. The vast ocean was divided until only a small stream remained.”

“Cuihua doesn’t understand what that means.”

“It means that even if An Buqi embraces some big shot, he’s still just a has-been. He’s only fooling himself.”

“Yes, yes, that’s definitely the case.”

“Back then, he was just too naive, falling in love with that woman, causing him to fall from a position where he had a chance to advance to judge to his current state.

Now it seems he’s still so naive.

Ah,

It’s good to be naive.”

As he spoke,

Fourth Master couldn’t help but laugh:

“Cuihua, do you know whose palace this used to be?”

“I don’t know.”

“It was the palace of a great fierce zombie from ancient times. Back then, that person was here, suppressing the Nether Sea.

Before he fell, this was still a complete sea;

After he died, this became a small stream.”

“That sounds very powerful.”

“Yes, let’s put it this way.” Fourth Master stood up straight and kicked a tile at his feet, shattering it, saying, “If An Buqi wants to return in glory, unless he embraces a big shot at the same level as the original owner of this palace.”

“Hahahaha, how is that possible, Fourth Master?”

Fourth Master reached out and touched Cuihua’s head.

Cuihua was a little tall,

Fourth Master needed to stand on tiptoes to reach,

But Cuihua understood and squatted down a little, letting Fourth Master put his hand on her head and pat it.

Fourth Master was comfortable,

And patted her while saying:

“Yes, how is that possible?”