Xiang Nan picked up Chen Yu and Lou Ming at the Ghost Gate. After taking the two to register as a living soul, they found a coffee shop selling tea.
What? Are you asking why there’s a coffee shop?
The Underworld even had a cafe, so what was unusual about the tea business?
Lou Ming surveyed the tea in the jars somewhat curiously. He sensed a faint spiritual power in the tea and vaguely realized the role of these teas.
“Has the Underworld developed into this?” Chen Yu was very surprised since she entered the Underworld, “It’s exactly the same as the world of the living.”
“It’s still a little different.” Xiang Nan explained, “The spirit tea we ordered is the first-class tea here, so it looks no different from the tea in the world of the living, but in fact, most of the food in the Underworld is only slightly spiritual, but bland.”
“Bland? I see.” Chen Yu then weighed a little, and then asked again, “How much does a cup of this flavorful tea cost?”
“Based on the real world conversion, such a cup of tea is about 100,000 yuan,” Xiang Nan answered.
“Poof!” Chen Yu was so scared she just spewed a few drops of tea. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand. A small cup for 100,000 yuan; then that mouthful she sprayed would be equivalent to several thousands ah.
Lou Ming looked on in amusement. He took out a napkin and handed it to Chen Yu, while politely saying to Xiang Nan, “Thanks for your generosity.”
“Don’t mention it. Don’t mention it. You guys come once in a while,” Xiang Nan said with a smile.
“How can we do that?” Chen Yu hurriedly shook her head and said, “A civil servant’s salary is not high. When we go back, I will burn more paper money for you.”
“It’s okay actually,” Xiang Nan said meaningfully. “My salary may be small, but my extra income is good.”
“…” Chen Yu and Lou Ming instantly fell silent. The civil servants of the Underworld were so evil…
“Ahem…” Chen Yu felt that it was inappropriate to continue this topic and changed the subject, “We came here to find my grandfather. Has he come out of the Underworld?”
“I have been working outside for some time, but I have not heard about the Perfected Wu’s return from the Underworld,” Xiang Nan replied.
“Then is there a way to check? My grandfather appeared in our dreams last night. I think he should have come out from the Underworld,” Chen Yu said.
“Then he should have come out from there. Let me ask my colleagues in the housing management office to find out if he had come to the River of Forgetfulness to register and apply for real estate,” Xiang Nan said.
Aside from being separated by 3000 miles of water, there was also a barrier between the Underworld and River of Forgetfulness. After death, if ghosts wanted to appear in dreams in the world of the living, they usually would go to the River of Forgetfulness, which had no barrier. It was precisely because of this that Xiang Nan believed Elder Wu had returned to the river, hearing Chen Yu say that Elder Wu entrusted them with dreams.
Xiang Nan called a ghost messenger at the Housing Management Office. The other party replied that Elder Wu did not register and apply for a temporary residence in the River of Forgetfulness. Xiang Nan was stunned for a moment, and then called the Household Registration Administration. The ghost messenger from the administration said that if Elder Wu still wouldn’t register, they would drag his name into the black list of the office. He reminded him that once he was blacklisted by the administration, his lodgings and reincarnation would be subjected to restrictions.
“……” The management of the Underworld was also quite strict.
Lou Ming: “If we can’t find news about grandpa in these two places, does it mean that he’s still in the Underworld and has not come out?”
“It’s quite possible.” Xiang Nan exclaimed, “As expected of Shishi’s grandfather, it is awesome he could give dreams to the two of you through the barrier.”
“Awesome, my ass.” Chen Yu felt suddenly grumpy. “He somehow entrusted a dream to us last night. He clearly wants us to come here. As a result, we came, but we couldn’t find him. What is this called??”
“Perhaps…” Lou Ming guessed very reasonably, “Grandpa wants us to go to the Underworld to find him.”
“The Underworld?” Chen Yu turned her head and asked Xiang Nan, “How do we get into the Underworld?”
“Well… Except for a few extremely special ghost messenger errands, other people who want to enter the Underworld must have Mingwang’s permission.” Xiang Nan said awkwardly, “And… It seems… There has never been a precedent for a living soul to enter the Underworld.”
“In other words, all we need is Mingwang’s decree to do so?” Chen Yu completely ignored the second half of Xiang Nan’s sentence.
“Yeah.” Xiang Nan nodded.
“How do I get his decree?” Chen Yu asked.
“…” Are you guys still planning to go, huh? Xiang Nan wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, “You can’t apply for Mingwang’s decree without a major accident.”
“How can this be?” Chen Yu was disappointed.
The Lord of the realm naturally wouldn’t just meet anyone who wanted to see him. This didn’t surprise Lou Ming. He pondered for a moment and asked, “Is there a ghost messenger who can go in and out of the Underworld at will?”
“Yes…” Xiang Nan immediately responded to Lou Ming’s question, “Black and White Impermanence.”
Fortunately, it isn’t Niu Tou and Ma Mian!
This was Lou Ming and Chen Yu’s common thought after hearing Black and White Impermanence.
Although Lou Ming and Chen Yu had excellent cultivation, they couldn’t stay in the Underworld for a long time. After they found a way, they immediately left the cafe and went to the tavern that Black and White Impermanence often patronize.
Black Impermanence and White Impermanence were very recognizable. The solid colored suit of the two people, one black and one white, was eye-catching, not to mention the strong cold aura around them.
“Are you Black and White Impermanence?” Lou Ming was still thinking about how to greet them appropriately rather than politely, but Chen Yu ran ahead and asked them directly.
“Yo! Isn’t this Xiao Wu’s granddaughter?” Black Impermanence immediately recognized Chen Yu.
“Yes, yes, Xiao Wu’s granddaughter.” White Impermanence couldn’t help but spit out a dirty word halfway through, “Why is it so awkward to say Xiao Wu?”
“Xiao Wu?” Chen Yu really couldn’t associate the low-key, weak and cute Xiao Wu name with her grandfather.
“It’s all that awful old Wu Li’s fault,” Black Impermanence scolded, “He’s a handful of years old, but he’s still pretending to be young, that old bastard.”