"Less than three moments after death, the underworld will arrive."
After Yang Jian turned back and glanced at Zhao Jianghe, he continued to say to Mingyue:
"Please invite the Yin Secretary to come in first, and we will discuss the matter of taking away the soul later."
"The people who came are not from the underworld, but from the mortal world."
Mingyue interrupted Yang Jian, and after a pause, he continued:
"The person who came here claimed to be the Yang judge of the underworld, and he originally came to congratulate him on behalf of the underworld.
He just received an order from the underworld, asking him to take on the role of underworld commander and take away Princess's soul."
"Yang Judge of the Underworld, please invite him in."
Yang Jian glanced at Mingyue with some surprise, and then said to himself:
“It’s been a long time since I heard about this official position.
Judge Yang is also an official of the underworld, please come in."
While Yang Jian was speaking, Niu Jian was worried that I wouldn't understand what the underworld Yang judge meant, so he came over and said in my ear:
"The Yang judge of the underworld is a living judge
But there are too many casualties in mortal wars, or there are too many reincarnations of ghosts due to the underworld.
When there are not enough ghost officials to run errands in the underworld, mortals with moral integrity will be invited to concurrently serve as underworld officials and ghost officials.
Because they were all living people, Yama of the Tenth Palace gave these people a grace back then, the title of Yang Judge of the Underworld.
Theoretically, these living people can be equal to the judge."
When Niu Mo just said this, Mingyue had already walked over with a middle-aged fat man in his forties.
This fat man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with curly hair and a pair of rimless glasses for myopia.
Although the weather was not hot, the fat man was still sweating profusely for some unknown reason.
He was wet, and while wiping his sweat, he followed Mingyue to Yang Jian, saluted and said:
"Shen Mingyang, the Yang judge of the underworld, has met the Fengtian Shou Shengzhen, he has met the patrolling angels, and he has met Mr. Yang Jian."
Zhao Jianghe maintained his identity as a great god and did not return the gift. He just nodded and meant something.
Because Yang Jian was still a mortal, he bowed to the fat man as a half-repayment.
Only Niu Mo frowned and said to the fat man:
"Pan Shen, the order is wrong.
This is His Highness Shen Lian, the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven. Although His Highness does not have a divine status, but relying on his father's influence, you should come and pay homage to His Highness first.
This is not a trivial matter, and if you don’t tell me, it will harm you.”
"Yes, yes, I did something wrong."
After Shen Mingyang wiped his sweat, he walked up to me and saluted.
Princess Gege had just passed away, and I was not in the mood to chat with him, so I pulled the Yang judge of the underworld up and said:
"Don't do this useless thing
Let me discuss something with you. The soul you want to take away was my fiancée when she was alive.
I heard that you are also here to attend the engagement ceremony?
Then give me some face and wait until the affairs behind Gege's death are settled before you take her soul away."
The fat man wiped his sweat and said with a grimace:
"Your Highness, please don't make it difficult for me, a lowly official.
The order I received was to immediately bring the soul of the recently deceased, Princess, back to the underworld.
To be honest, I have done a lot of errands to pick up ghosts.
But this is the first time that the underworld is so anxious and wants to take away the soul immediately.
Don’t you think there are no human feelings outside the Dharma?
The people here have just left, and my relatives at home are crying so hard that I am too embarrassed to take away the ghost right away.
You have to stay until the first seven days, right?
I'll take advantage of these few nights to give my family a dream or something and explain the last bits of my life behind me.
But this time it’s weird.”
Before the fat man could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flashed across his chest.
The fat man was also startled. He hurriedly unbuttoned his clothes and took out a red jade stone from the inner pocket of his coat.
The jade was still flashing with red light. After taking a look, the fat man handed the jade to me with a wry smile and said:
"Your Highness, you can see for yourself.
This is not nonsense on my part, isn’t this coming again?
Order Yang Judge Shen Mingyang of the Underworld to quickly bring Princess’s soul back to the Underworld without any mistakes.”
Just after the fat man repeated the red writing on the jade stone, the red light on the jade stone disappeared instantly and returned to its original appearance of white suet white jade.
I bet this piece of white jade is something similar to a pager. You said it's in the digital age. Wouldn't it be better to buy a phone to keep in touch?
Seeing the embarrassed look on Fatty's face, I frowned and then said to him:
"It's not hard for me
In this case, you help me contact King Yama.
I still have a few friendships with him, so I told him about the princess."
After listening to my words, the fat man looked at me with a confused look on his face and said:
"Your Highness, you really think highly of me.
Although my name is Yang Pan of the Underworld, I cannot reach the position of an underworld boss like King Yama.
You also saw that this time it took a little longer? Two hell orders came from the underworld, and I..."
Before he finished speaking, the white jade he was about to put back into his jacket pocket glowed red again.
The red light illuminated the white jade red, and a row of small characters appeared on it again.
It’s still the same sentence I just said - Shen Mingyang, the Yang judge of the underworld, was ordered to take Princess’s soul back to the underworld as soon as possible without any mistakes.
After seeing this, the fat man stuck out his tongue and said:
"It's been a long time since I've seen you. I've never heard of the Ming Order three times a day.
Your Highness, the only one who has such power in the underworld is His Highness King Yama."
While the fat man was talking, I had another thought in my mind.
The cause of Gege's death was originally strange. She died of flower drop disease, which is inaccessible to ordinary people.
Now the underworld has sent the underworld Yang judge again. In such a short time, three hell orders have been issued. Why are you so anxious?
Is there any connection between this?
Looking at the fat man Shen Mingyang who was sweating profusely because of his anxiety, I said to him:
"Senior Judge Shen, because you can't write two characters in one sentence, I should have let you go down with your soul.
But you also know who is lying in the coffin.
As I said before, my soul will stay here for the time being, waiting for my fiancée’s posthumous affairs to be settled.
I know you can't make the decision, so find someone who can make the decision to talk to me."
The fat man anxiously circled around me. Just when he was about to say something else, Yang Jian helped me speak and said:
"In addition, Zhao Zhenjun and I, as well as Mrs. Muyun's face.
Shen Fan, please go back.
Go back and tell His Highness King Yama that we will be guarantees for His Highness Shen Lian, and after Miss Gege’s first seven years are over, I will personally send her soul away.”
Now that it had weight, Shen Mingyang sighed helplessly and said:
"Then I'll go back and try
But you, the Immortals, must also be prepared.
The next time people come, they won’t be as easy to talk to as me.”
While speaking, the fat man even avoided saluting, turned around, left the bedroom, and walked towards the door of the villa.