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"Birds in the trees are in pairs, and green hills and clear waters wear smiling faces."

"Can you still sing?"

The Seventh Princess found it awkward to see him revert to his burly physique, yet sing such an elegant tune.

"I've learned this before."

Lewd songs and dances, and the eighteen ways of touching, are all essential lessons for rich young masters.

As a spoiled rich kid who was always on the front lines, he was very knowledgeable.

The seventh princess urged him again, "Keep going, keep singing."

She didn't know why, but listening to Tan Wenjie's lyrics, her heartstrings were inexplicably touched.

As the mighty Emperor of Fengdu, a Thunder General of the Thunder Department, and a holy guardian general of Taoism, how can I sing just because someone else tells me to?

Turning around, I met the other person's expectant gaze. Their big eyes were full of hope, making it truly hard to refuse.

Dude, singing a couple of lines shouldn't be a problem, right?

Besides, singing her theme song in front of her was his favorite part.

It's a pity that singing Yang Chan's theme song would give him an advantage, otherwise he would have already sung it.

He didn't know why, while he was guarding the Seventh Princess, he also thought of the Third Holy Mother. He repeatedly scolded himself for not being focused enough.

He always adhered to the principle of being devoted to whichever woman he was with.

"I casually plucked a flower, and my wife and I adorned it in our hair."

Tan Wenjie suddenly paused, looking at the other person with a strange expression.

Why are you blushing?
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, the Seventh Princess turned her head away and asked, "What's the name of the song you're singing?"

"The Fairy Couple".

After they finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

Tan Wenjie remained silent because he was worried that the Seventh Princess would want to personally intervene if she heard the name.

Let alone Dong Yong, even someone as indifferent to the fairy would probably not escape this fate.

The Seventh Princess felt as if the speaker was talking about her. She was a celestial being from the heavens, but who was a celestial being to be paired with?

She glanced at Tan Wenjie and noticed that he was frowning and deep in thought.

"We'll sing the rest later," Tam Man-kit stopped them in time. "Let's first play matchmaker for the two of them."

"Dong Yong comes from a poor family, but he will have great fortune in the future," the Seventh Princess nodded and said. "However, he is currently working for the Cao family, which is a mismatch between them, and I'm afraid..."

When the topic of matching social status came up, she glanced at Tan Wenjie again. In the world, when it comes to matching social status, there is probably no one more suitable than herself and Tan Wenjie. One is the Jade Emperor's most beloved daughter, and the other is the emperor of the underworld.

Her cheeks burned, and after catching her breath, she continued, "I'm afraid it will take some effort to get them to get married."

In reality, she wanted to take this opportunity to spend more time with Tan Wenjie. Since Erlang Shen said there was a three-day deadline, she would spend as much time as possible.

“That’s not difficult. I happen to know some ways to help people increase their wealth. With Dong Xiaozi’s diligent and hardworking character, he will definitely become rich if he does his job well,” Tan Wenjie said confidently.

His thoughts were similar to those of the Seventh Princess. The biggest problem was that they were not well-matched in terms of social status and had different values. If they wanted to be together, they had to be tolerant of each other. Moreover, in this era, it was not convenient for women to show their faces in public. They couldn't really be content with just love.

Miss Cao was, after all, one of his followers; she couldn't possibly follow Dong Yong and live a life of hardship.

“We’re here to act as matchmakers, how can you use such miraculous methods?” The Seventh Princess shook her head and criticized Tan Wenjie’s deus ex machina behavior. “You can give him temporary wealth, but can you give him a lifetime?”

Of course.

Tan Wenjie almost nodded.

As long as the money is enough, it's not a problem to live for one lifetime, but even ten lifetimes.

It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Simple, convenient, and error-free.

The Seventh Princess clearly didn't think that way.

He had no choice but to ask, "What does the princess mean?"

"We should proceed step by step. First, let Miss Cao see Dong Yong. Once they fall in love, then you can make your appearance. After a few months, Dong Yong will decide to work hard to be worthy of Miss Cao..."

She became more and more excited as she spoke.

It felt like going back to when she first met Tan Wenjie. Putting aside the unexpected conflicts like causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace and killing her own brother, wasn't he the one who gradually improved his strength through hard work and eventually became a good match for her?

Tan Wenjie asked in surprise, "A few more months?"

It's nothing that I could casually cross out the Book of Life and Death and make Dong Yong richer than a country for ten or a hundred generations. Spending several months on them is just too much of a waste of time.

In this era, marriages were decided half by the parents and half by the matchmaker, leaving the man and woman with virtually no say.

As long as Master Cao takes a liking to Dong Yong and is willing to marry his daughter to him, the marriage will be arranged.

From then on, they naturally treated each other with respect and lived a good life together.

The seventh princess, being a celestial fairy, is clearly a romantic; this love-struck fairy is most interested in romance and love.

Seeing her gaze fall upon him again, Tan Wenjie nodded: "I'll listen to the princess."

He happened to have no other work to do, and the environment in the underworld was too harsh, so it would be good to wander around the mortal world.

It's much more pleasing to the eye to watch over the Seventh Princess every day than to stare at Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence, and other such figures in the underworld.

After seeing so much, he was genuinely afraid that his aesthetic sense would become distorted.

The two bought a house and settled down.

Both Tam Man-kit and Princess Chi have been pampered since childhood, and it would be awkward for them to pretend to be ordinary people and cook every day.

They are gods; they can solve most problems with a wave of their sleeves and a spell.

With Tan Wenjie providing cover, there's no need to worry about the ethereal aura emanating from here.

At other times, he disguises himself as someone who is not much different from an ordinary person.

All the people in the city knew was that a family had moved in; the man was tall and strong, like a general on the battlefield, while the woman was exceptionally beautiful and intelligent.

They don't seem to do any work, yet they have plenty to eat and drink; everyone says they're from some wealthy family who have come here to live in seclusion and enjoy a life of luxury.

It's the fifteenth of August in the blink of an eye.

The two drank together under the eaves.

Tam Man-kit picked up his cup: "Singing again?"

It wasn't that he was a heavy drinker; it was just that the vegetarian meal prepared by the Seventh Princess, a top-tier rich and beautiful woman, was not ordinary. In fact, it was a scaled-down version of the Peach Banquet.

As the nectar entered his throat, his magical power surged, increasing by nearly a thousand points.

We must sing!
Seeing the Seventh Princess's expectant gaze, he cleared his throat: "When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the heavens."

He sang so beautifully that the Seventh Princess was completely captivated. After he finished singing "Wishing We Last Forever," the Seventh Princess was still savoring the memory when she suddenly looked down at the full moon in her cup, and her mood plummeted.

"It's not as good as 'The Fairy Couple'."

The song Tan Wenjie sang just now was clearly related to the moon, and it made her think of Chang'e again, making her feel increasingly uncomfortable.

On the contrary, it was the arias from "The Fairy Couple" that captivated her.

She sang: "You till the fields, you weave cloth, you fetch water, you water the garden~"

"I did everything, what are you doing?" Tan Wenjie rolled his eyes.

"I'm watching from the side, Your Majesty, please don't be angry. Little Seven will offer you a toast as an apology." She chuckled, raising her wine cup to her nose, revealing only her bright eyes.

Her pretty face, combined with the flushed cheeks from the celestial wine, was damnably sweet.

How could someone have such despicable thoughts?

Tan Wenjie reflected on his actions, realizing that he had always considered the other person a close friend.

……

As the saying goes, good brothers are for life.

Tan Wenjie leaned against the headboard, wanting to light a cigarette to clear his mind, but his thoughts were jumbled and became more and more chaotic the more he tried to sort them out.

He just made a mistake that every man in the world would make.

He glanced at the Seventh Princess, who was fast asleep beside him, and quietly got up and left the room.

After he left, the Seventh Princess opened her eyes on the bed, holding a paper crane in her hand, her face filled with a sense of loss.

"Just treat it as a dream."

She knew that violating the heavenly rules and having mortal desires would be her fate if the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother found out. Although Tan Wenjie was highly skilled, Yang Jian, who was no less capable than him, had already become the God of Justice in heaven.

Moreover, Sun Wukong, who fought him to a draw that day, was slammed down under the mountain by the Buddha. If he were to invite Sun Wukong again, Tan Wenjie would probably have to suppress him under the Five Finger Mountain or Peach Mountain for thousands of years.

Even if it were himself, he would surely have to face the wall in repentance for ten thousand years, and it would be difficult to see him again.

I tried to comfort myself, but I couldn't help feeling disappointed that the other person had run away in fear.

The seventh princess got up and dressed, but when she opened the door, a flower bumped into the tip of her nose.

She took a half step back before she could see that it was Tan Wenjie who had broken off a flower that was still covered in dew.

"I casually picked a flower and put it in my wife's hair."

He sang a line from "The Fairy Couple" while placing a flower in the Seventh Princess's hair.

The Seventh Princess thought to herself, "I'm afraid I've really made him fall deeply in love with me."

"What happens between us is forbidden by the laws of Heaven." She wiped the dew from her nose. "Tan Lang, if the God of Justice were to find out about what happened between us... I'm afraid..."

"Yang Jian dared to defy the Heavenly Court for the sake of the Third Princess of the Western Sea, so naturally I can also be an enemy of Heaven and Earth!" He spoke with sincerity and passion, displaying a truly valiant and heroic spirit.

She was moved.

"Back then, Yang Jian had you by his side to help him, but now he's on the side of Heaven. If he hadn't gone to Heaven, perhaps things would be different for you and me..."

The Seventh Princess muttered a few words, completely forgetting that she was also a victim of the Heavenly Court's rules. Instead of standing by her side to defy the Heavenly Court, she completely forgot that the Heavenly Court was her home.

"So what!" Tan Wenjie said, "Even if Yang Jian's skills are no less than mine, if we really fight, even if there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, I will still give it a try against Nezha and the Buddha."

Meeting Tan Wenjie's earnest gaze, the Seventh Princess gritted her teeth and said, "Our affair is not for anyone to know."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Tan Wenjie with concern, fearing that he would be angry.

The other party is willing to defy heaven and earth, but he is afraid of failure and never seeing them again for ten thousand years, so he retreats at this moment.

"Sigh." Tan Wenjie nodded helplessly. "There's nothing we can do about it."

Although the Seventh Princess is wonderful, Yang Chan cannot give her up either, nor can she give up Chang'e and others. The current situation couldn't be better.

He has extensive experience in being a scumbag.

They knew that if they wanted to open more stores, they had to make sure that the other parties didn't know each other.

The circle of celestial maidens was too small, so he had to settle for second best and advance by retreating.

“However, we should make some plans. Yang Jian already knows about your coming to the mortal realm, so we should give him a reasonable explanation. I have some past friendship with him, so I should be able to get his help.”

“It’s difficult.” The Seventh Princess shook her head. “He’s hard-hearted now and has long since forgotten our past friendship.”

Rumors had already begun circulating in the heavens about Yang Jian's ruthless and unforgiving nature.

Otherwise, Yang Jian would never be able to repay the debt of gratitude that the Seventh Princess risked her life to go to the Yang residence to deliver the message to Yao Ji.

She is not the kind of person who seeks to repay kindness with gratitude.

After some discussion, a plan was devised.

Then I looked up at Tan Wenjie.

He thought to himself that he wasn't in a hurry.

They only have two years to be husband and wife, so they have to count the days on their fingers.

Time flies by like a white horse.

Many people know the Zhang family, a young couple, in the city.

The man was highly skilled in martial arts, and his wife was beautiful and intelligent.

They travel frequently, occasionally enjoying spring outings in the mountains, which is quite enviable.

However, during this period, the city's villains rarely came out to harm people, and the bandits seemed to have lost their way. The whole city became a paradise, and everyone's life was fulfilling.

On this day, a handsome young man dressed in black robes and leading a black dog arrived in the city.

It was none other than Yang Jian, the God of Justice.

"So this is where Brother Jie is. He really does cherish old friendships."

He gave Tan Wenjie a deadline because he wanted to leave the Seventh Princess some room to maneuver and cut ties with her as soon as possible, no matter what happened.

Unexpectedly, Tan Wenjie only told him his location at the very last moment.

With the help of the Emperor of Fengdu to cover it up, unless Erlang Shen had his Heavenly Eye open at all times to search inch by inch, there would be no way he could not find the person.

When he first took on the job of the God of Justice, he had too many things to do.

I gently pushed open the door.

A burly man in the courtyard looked at Yang Jian with suspicion: "Who are you?"

Yang Jian didn't even glance at him, but instead looked at the Seventh Princess who was on guard on the other side.

"Let's go back together."

"I'll go with you, but you can't hurt my husband!"

"Wife!" The burly man, unaware of what had happened, sensed the problem in the words and rushed forward to stop Yang Jian.

Yang Jian flicked his folding fan, sending a powerful gust of wind crashing into Yang Jian's chest.

With a "pfft," the burly man spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and rolled more than ten times after landing before coming to a stop.

The Seventh Princess stepped forward to stop him again, but seeing this, Yang Jian stopped fighting, waved his sleeve, and rode the cloud, taking the Seventh Princess into the sky.

"Just wait a moment, God of Justice."

came a voice.

Yang Jian turned to look at the approaching figure: "Your Majesty, what are your instructions?"

It was Tan Wenjie who arrived.

“I’ve found the Seventh Princess for you. If you send her back on charges of having an affair with a mortal, she’ll definitely be imprisoned for hundreds of years. Why not change the charge and not let the Seventh Princess suffer so much? I’ve dealt with that brat for you. I guarantee you won’t find a trace of him in the Book of Life and Death.”

"You dare!" The Seventh Princess joined in the banter.

"Hmph, is this making Yang Jian violate the heavenly rules?" Yang Jian thought Tan Wenjie wanted to help the Seventh Princess, and he just happened to be lacking an excuse, so he joined in the charade.

Tan Wenjie operated on two fronts: on one hand, he recklessly broke ties with the Seventh Princess, and on the other hand, he used his "last bit of favor" with Yang Jian. In the end, the two sides reached a consensus and parted on bad terms.

After Yang Jian flew away with the Seventh Princess, Tan Wenjie's body suddenly shrank into a single hair and floated onto the head of the man spitting blood on the ground.

The man stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and with a flick of his sleeve, wiped away all traces of the Zhang residence.

With his seventy-two transformations, as long as Yang Jian doesn't use his third eye, he absolutely cannot see through him.

"Yang Jian's skill seems to have improved again."

That's not bad.

Looks like I can't slack off anymore. I should go explore those [Secret Realms] properly, at least to earn more magic points, exchange them for the Golden Hoop, and catch some good "pets" to boost my combat power.

……

Nantianmen.

A figure sped by, like a swift boat cutting through the waves and parting the clouds.

When they reached the South Heavenly Gate, they stopped abruptly, and a pair of precious boots landed lightly on the ground.

The transition between movement and stillness is as swift as lightning, yet as smooth as autumn ripples on a lake.

Upon recognizing the newcomer, the celestial soldiers and generals stationed there immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

It was Tan Wenjie who arrived. He said, "I've come to have a drink with Brother Nezha."

"The lord has gone on patrol and will be back soon," a heavenly soldier replied.

They were used to Tan Wenjie coming to see Nezha every now and then, so it wasn't surprising.

The other heavenly soldiers and generals suddenly called out in unison to those behind Tan Wenjie, "Seventh Princess."

Tan Wenjie turned his head when he heard the voice, and sure enough, it was the Seventh Princess whom he hadn't seen for some time. However, a day in heaven is a year on earth, so for the Seventh Princess, it should have been just a moment since they parted.

When she saw him, the Seventh Princess's eyes were filled with affection. She wished she could ignore everyone else and rush into his arms, calling out "Tan Lang" and "Husband," pouring out all her longing. But then she thought that since she was in heaven and he was on earth, his longing must be even stronger than hers, and she was sure he had been wronged.

Then I noticed that her eyes were slightly red.

"Hmph!" Her voice was slightly hoarse. "Who do we have here? It's the Emperor."

The heavenly soldiers and generals were puzzled, wondering when these two had become enemies, as they remembered that they used to have a good relationship.

“Seventh Princess.” Tan Wenjie nodded and gave the other person a look.

He knew that the Seventh Princess wanted to show that they were irreconcilable enemies and had nothing to do with him, but her eyes were full of deep affection, almost sticking to him. Even if the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate were all idiots, they would definitely be able to tell that something was wrong.

The Seventh Princess withdrew her gaze, thinking to herself: He really did exchange glances with me. I should find time to meet him every year to ease his longing.

Recalling the annual meeting of the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd on the Magpie Bridge, she felt that she should also find an excuse.

"Your Majesty, I still need to go to Yaochi, so I'll take my leave first."

"Please, Seventh Princess."

The antagonism between the two was so obvious that the atmosphere was so tense that the heavenly soldiers and generals dared not even breathe. They only relaxed after the Seventh Princess left.

A shout came from above.

"I only accidentally broke a glass lamp, and this is how you punish me? I only accidentally broke it!"

The sound was heartbreaking.

Tan Wenjie looked up and saw the Curtain-Roller being carried outside by two heavenly generals.

Upon reaching the Cloud Platform, they sealed away the Curtain-Rolling General's magical powers and pushed him down.

"Gentlemen, who is General Curtain Roller?" Tan Wenjie asked.

"Emperor!"

The two generals immediately bowed, then shook their heads and sighed in unison.

"During the banquet, General Curtain Roller accidentally broke a glass cup and was banished to the mortal realm."

"Yes, but..."

"Shh, let's not talk about it too much."

Two days later, he smiled at Tam Man-kit, bid farewell, and left.

"The Curtain-Rolling General has also descended to the mortal realm."

There are about 500 days left until the journey to the West to obtain the Buddhist scriptures. However, the true protagonists of this world are Erlang Shen, the Lotus Lantern, and even Chenxiang, but not Sun Wukong.

Tan Wenjie had little interest in the eighty-one tribulations, and even when the journey to the west actually began, he most likely wouldn't show up to make his presence known.

"Brother Jack!"

"Nezha brothers".

His drinking buddies arrived, and coincidentally, he wanted Nezha to be his guide. However, Taiyi Zhenren was in seclusion and wanted to find a way to refine the Fire Brick Divine Fire, so he needed a guide.

The two drank together in the courtyard, the moon seemingly hanging right before their eyes.

The celestial palace and fairyland scenery are breathtakingly beautiful.

Tan Wenjie was thinking about whether he could impersonate a deity and manifest his power by building a moon palace on the moon in a world without gods, when he suddenly realized that he was a god after all.

Suddenly, a figure was seen rushing towards the moon; it was none other than the fairy Chang'e.

“The Moon Goddess Chang’e makes mooncakes every year,” Nezha chuckled. “I heard that the Jade Rabbit has long since put down her mortar and pestle and picked up a rolling pin.”

"Jade Rabbit?"

It seems to be one of the tribulations in Journey to the West.

When he looked up, he suddenly saw a plump figure swaying and following Chang'e toward the moon.

"Is that Marshal Tianpeng?" Nezha had obviously also seen the figure and asked curiously, "Why is he going to the Moon Palace? Brother Jie, where are you going?"

What for? To save the pastry chef, of course.

Meanwhile, in the Moon Palace.

The drunken Marshal Tianpeng had already stopped Chang'e: "Fairy, do you know that there's something I've kept in my heart for thousands of years?"

Chang'e frowned: "Marshal, you've had too much to drink."

She wasn't some naive fairy from heaven; of course, she understood what the other person was about to say.

Marshal Tianpeng nodded: "I did drink too much, but you know what? I only dare to say this to you when I'm drunk. I must say it today, otherwise I'll have to keep it bottled up inside for thousands more years."

"Marshal, you can't say any more."

"Fairy, as long as I can win your heart, I don't care about anything else, I don't care about anyone else, I'm not afraid of anyone!" Marshal Tianpeng raised his hand to grab Chang'e.

As the alcohol took effect and my blood boiled, all my fears were forgotten.

Fortunately, the place was open, giving Chang'e plenty of room to escape. In addition, Marshal Tianpeng was drunk and staggering, and they were struggling with each other for a while, so he did not succeed in getting his hands on her.

"Marshal, if you do this, I will have to report to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother."

"The Jade Emperor? He's so scared of that monkey he can't eat or sleep, hahahaha!" Tianpeng laughed loudly. "Back when that monkey wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, if I, the Marshal, had been called upon, I would have beaten him to the ground long ago. Even when he kicked the Eight Trigrams Furnace a few days ago and encountered me..."

A voice suddenly came from behind: "Marshal Tianpeng, did you actually fight the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?"

Marshal Tianpeng, head held high and face flushed red (it was hard to tell if he was drunk), shouted, "Of course I fought him! When I was stationed at the Milky Way, he dared to wander around in front of me. I immediately covered my head and face, bent over, and started fighting him!"

"Your posture doesn't sound like you're fighting." The voice was tinged with amusement.

"Who!" Marshal Tianpeng turned his head and saw Tan Wenjie looking over with a smile.

"Marshal, you have a refined taste."

"you again!"

"Your Majesty!" Chang'e exclaimed, running behind Tan Wenjie and hiding half of herself.

This scene completely ignited Marshal Tianpeng's rage. He roared and raised his fist to smash Tan Wenjie's face, but before his fist could get close, Tan Wenjie slapped his elbow, and then a barrage of punches rained down like a storm.

By the time Marshal Tianpeng realized what was happening, he was already sprawled out on the ground.

"Marshal Tianpeng, what is the meaning of this?"

It was Nezha who summoned Yang Jian.

Violating the heavenly rules is punishable by this judicial deity, and his ultimate fate will certainly be to be banished to the mortal realm and reincarnated to start anew.

In the corner, the Jade Rabbit stared at Tan Wenjie with wide, red eyes.

It's him, it's him!

The culprit that made me keep making mooncakes.

I will get my revenge on him someday.

Suddenly Tan Wenjie turned his head and looked over. Yu Tu didn't dare to move, for fear of being pressed to the ground and beaten a few times, skinned and made into roast rabbit.

"So there are so many jade rabbits in the palace?" Tan Wenjie chatted casually with Chang'e.

Rabbits were found in every corner of the Moon Palace, but they didn't seem to be very intelligent.

"I was worried it would be lonely, so I've kept more in recent years."

"Raising rabbits is great."

Spicy rabbit head, roasted rabbit, braised rabbit leg...it smells delicious.

He turned to look at the Jade Rabbit, which immediately trembled.

……

In the netherworld, by the Bridge of Helplessness.

The queue was sparsely populated.

The little devil at the front blankly accepted the soup handed to him by Meng Po, tilted his head back, and drank it down in one gulp.

Just as he put down his bowl, Meng Po in front of him asked, "Did I give you any soup?"

The little devil looked blankly at him: "I don't remember."

"You have such a bad memory." Meng Po ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to the little ghost. "Drink it quickly and then leave."

The little devil nodded, drank the soup, and then his eyes went blank again.

Did I give you any soup?

"do not remember."

The Ox-Head and Horse-Face guardians, who should have been keeping watch, were chatting about gossip about the Three Realms, completely unaware that a little devil behind them was getting increasingly bloated from drinking soup.

"I heard that the monkey who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace was not refined in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, but was instead suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain."

"Your information is too outdated. The latest news is that General Curtain-Roller was banished to the mortal realm for breaking a glass lamp. A brother I know even encountered him eating people when he went to the Flowing Sand River area to collect souls."

"Hiss, it's really hard to learn to be good, but it's easy to learn to be bad. So... who is the Curtain-Rolling General?"

"..."

"Do you know about the Seventh Princess in Heaven? She went down to the mortal world to play for three years, and when she returned, she was appointed as the Goddess of Matchmaking."

"His father is the Jade Emperor. You should be grateful that he's only occupying a minor deity position. If he wanted a position with real power, would you really refuse him?"

"That's true. Our lives are destined to be spent collecting souls in the underworld. We'll never see those big shots in our entire lives. The biggest person we can see is the Emperor of Fengdu. Speaking of the Emperor of Fengdu, do you know Marshal Tianpeng?"

“I really know that.”

"He was caught by the Emperor for harassing Chang'e, and I heard that he was later demoted to the mortal world, but I don't think any of my brothers have ever seen him."

"Let's go into the details of the teasing part."

Suddenly a figure flew by, and the two ghosts looked up.

"That looks like Erlang Shen."

"Erlang Shen has long been promoted to the God of Justice," said Meng Po, who was serving soup. "He follows the Heavenly Laws and punishes the demons and immortals of the Three Realms according to the law."

"Oh, Meng Po, you even have inside information channels?"

They turned their heads and saw the little devil with a belly swollen like a ball.

Ox-Head tried to snatch the soup ladle, while Horse-Face turned the little devil over and stomped on his stomach.

With just a little effort, the little devil vomited out a large handful of Meng Po soup.

Having worked with Meng Po for so long, I've long been used to dealing with her mistakes.

"I only overheard it by chance," Meng Po said. "It's because I have a good memory."

The Great Hall of the Northern Yin Emperor.

As Yang Jian entered the hall, he saw several judges dozing off, shaking their heads and creating a relaxed atmosphere.

Yang Jian knew he wouldn't act this way if he were in their shoes, but when he thought about who their superior was, he felt it was all perfectly reasonable.

Tan Wenjie, who was used to a leisurely life, could not possibly tolerate so many rules and regulations.

He looked up and saw Tan Wenjie lying on his back with his feet on the table, his face covered by a book of life and death, snoring from time to time.

Yang Jian: "Ahem."

He cleared his throat to remind him.

Tan Wenjie sat up abruptly and wiped his drool.

The other judges were also startled awake by the noise. They made a dozen feints in a second, grabbing notebooks and brushes, and also stealing glances at Yang Jian several times, afraid of being discovered that they had been slacking off.

Tan Wenjie rubbed his eyes: "Who is it? Oh, it's Erlang Shen."

Seeing that Yang Jian wasn't wearing the classic God of Justice skin, he knew that the other party had come for personal matters.

He raised his hand and waved for the person to leave.

Yang Jian cut to the chase: "Brother Jie, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Whose lifespan can be extended? At most, 50 years. If someone lives past 200, they become a demon. Or are you trying to rescue someone from hell? In principle, that's not allowed."

It's not allowed in principle, but it is allowed in practice.

There is a lot of room to operate inside.

Since we all know each other so well, it wouldn't hurt to offer a little guidance.

Yang Jian's lips twitched: "Brother Jie is joking."

"Hahaha, of course I'm just joking." Tan Wenjie curled his lip. "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak are watching me, of course they won't allow me to do this."

He was nominally the supreme ruler of the underworld, but in reality, he faced many restrictions and was unable to make the entire underworld his personal domain.

Fortunately, he had no interest in becoming an official and was too lazy to compete for it.

Otherwise, the infighting would escalate to who knows how far.

"Yang Jian came here today to borrow the Book of Life and Death to look for an old friend."

"Who are you looking for?"

For Yang Jian to come in person, it must be extremely difficult to find him; at the very least, the outside world must not know that Yang Jian is looking for someone.

"Marshal Tianpeng".

Yang Jian explained, "Back then, I brought Marshal Tianpeng before the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother to punish him for harassing Chang'e. The Queen Mother wanted to whip him hundreds of times and then banish him to the mortal realm. However, something went wrong on the way down, and one of the whips missed its mark. I don't know how he is now or whether he has been reincarnated."

Feeling uneasy, Yang Jian thought that if possible, he would lead Marshal Tianpeng back onto the path of immortality.

In layman's terms, it's called "enlightenment," which saves you from hardship and effort, and you might even be able to go back to heaven and become a marshal again.

A little bit of hardship is nothing.

The Book of Life and Death beside Tan Wenjie flipped through its pages automatically, searching for key information.

"This one……"

"Is there a problem?"

“He was successfully reincarnated,” Tan Wenjie said, “but not as a human.”

"not human?"

"Marshal Tianpeng was mistakenly reincarnated as a pig; he may not want to see you."

Yang Jian:"……"

……

Flames stretched for eight hundred miles, and since the falling fire bricks several years ago, there has been no spring or autumn, only scorching heat all year round.

This place was renamed Flaming Mountain, and it is now sparsely populated.

But a group of people gathered together.

“Since the Eight Trigrams Furnace collapsed, the furnace bricks fell from the Thirty-Three Heavens, forming the Flaming Mountain that stretches for eight hundred miles. We have been guarding this place for some time now.” One of them lowered his head and said, “I don’t know when this will end. Alas.”

Another person said, "Back when the furnace was being burned in the Tushita Palace, that Heavenly Venerable recruited us. Perhaps he foresaw that we would face this calamity."

"How about we go find Tan Tianzun?"

“We are ordered to guard this place, how dare we leave without permission.”

"Sigh!" *N
We can only wait until the other party remembers us before we can speak. (End of Chapter)