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Chapter 297 The Ups and Downs of Life, Things Go Abnormal

Before dawn, the night was dark.

The tray ghost said, "Your Excellency, why didn't Madam Xie go to find Xie Huaizheng? Is it because... Madam Xie doesn't even exist, or because the old black-tongued ghost didn't truly clarify the relationship between the father and daughter?"

The tray ghost analyzed carefully and spoke eloquently: "This case is strange from beginning to end."

To be honest, there's still one thing I don't understand.

Xie Huaizheng was burdened with countless crimes during his lifetime. Whether you say he was wronged or deserved his punishment, let's set aside the reasons for that for now.

It's said that he was hated so much, that... hey, they even wanted to exterminate his entire clan, but after his death, they let him live as a ghost king in the deep mountains of Yunjiang Prefecture.

This whole thing is incredibly strange and illogical no matter how you look at it!

At this point, the tray ghost suddenly paused, as if it had thought of something, and looked sharply at Chen Xu.

Chen Xu also looked at him.

The tray ghost asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, that...that Xie Huaizheng, how did he die again?"

Yes, Chen Xu killed Xie Huaizheng first, and then subdued the Tray Ghost.

The netherworld and the mortal realm are not connected in real time, and information from both sides is delayed to different ghosts.

Although almost everyone in the human world who has heard of the Chronicles of the Great Li Dynasty knows that Xie Huaizheng was killed by Chen Xu, the Tray Ghost, who has always been in the underworld, is unaware of this matter.

It only vaguely remembered that Xie Huaizheng was originally alive, but later died.

As for how he died...

Chen Xu then said, "I killed him."

The tray-carrying ghost said, "Oh, so it was you who killed him... No, what? Yes, yes, yes... It was Your Majesty, it was you? Ouch!"

The tray ghost, who was already feeling dizzy and lightheaded as it spun around, became even more dizzy.

It almost flew right out of the dwarf's hand!

But it cannot fly away; it is actually one with the short ghost.

If it were to actually fly out, it might be at the moment of its death.

The tray ghost was completely dazed, utterly disoriented.

Its mood was both joyful and excited.

Under the influence of the Forget-Me-Not Soup, it lost its anxiety and continued to clearly distinguish: "Your Majesty, you killed... Xie Huaizheng."

It paused, then lowered its voice and asked cautiously in a furtive tone, "Your Excellency, after this incident, what has been the reaction from your... what has happened from above?"

Chen Xu laughed when he heard the question.

He reached out and gently touched the surroundings, saying, "There's no need for words; I've already cast a spell to isolate this place."

He added, "I killed Xie Huaizheng to rid the people of a scourge and to slay an evil spirit. What reaction could the higher-ups possibly have? On the contrary, the prison warden sent me a reward and some medicine."

The punishment of evildoers and the reward from the imperial court are all established precedents.

His tone was calm, and a mist, so faint as to be almost invisible, slowly spread, enveloping the surrounding world.

In the hazy light, one could see the deep night sky, and on the other side of the embankment, the vast Star Lake seemed to have become a boundless painting.

There was a silent stillness in the whole world.

Within this tiny space, a human and a ghost converse incessantly.

The tray ghost exhaled and immediately said with smug satisfaction, "Your Excellency's divine powers and methods are truly miraculous; you are a reincarnation of a sage!"

Your Majesty, in my humble opinion... Xie Huaizheng turned into an evil ghost after his death and lingered on Pufeng Mountain for ten years, but the imperial court did nothing about it.

At first glance, it seems that the imperial court has forgotten about the existence of this ghost.

But later, Your Majesty, you killed this ghost, and the court rewarded you.

It sounds like the court hasn't forgotten. Sigh, has it forgotten or not?

And what about Lady Xie? Will she come looking for revenge on you? I... this... ah..."

The tray ghost, who had a clear mind, was analyzing the flaws in the story point by point.

But as it talked, it ended up getting itself tangled up in its own thoughts.

It thought it would uncover some earth-shattering secret, but to its surprise, at the end, it suddenly blurted out:
"Your Majesty, something is definitely amiss here. You must be extremely careful in this matter!"

It can only be said that while the Forget-Me-Not Soup increased the speed of the Tray Ghost's thinking, making its mind exceptionally clear, the Tray Ghost's cognitive limits are objectively real and ultimately cannot be broken through out of thin air.

This is not to say that the pallet hunter is stupid or foolish, but rather that he has limited information and is helpless.

At this moment, Chen Xu suddenly said, "Old Yuan, don't you think that Xie Niangzi's mother's behavior is also quite unreasonable?"

Yuan was the surname of the person who stopped being a ghost.

Chen Xu had previously addressed the tray ghost as "Fellow Daoist Yuan," and that address moved the tray ghost deeply.

But after being moved, it became extremely apprehensive and dared not accept the title of "fellow Daoist".

After much arguing, Chen Xu simply started calling the tray ghost "Old Yuan".

As a result, the tray ghost felt relaxed and overjoyed.

The tray ghost had almost forgotten about Lady Xie's mother, but when Chen Xu mentioned it, it blurted out, "Oh, that's right! Lady Xie's mother was originally a courtesan."

It's one thing that she was a courtesan, but the fact that she deliberately avoided Xie Huaizheng when she gave birth to her daughter can be seen as a sign of her integrity and unwillingness to hinder Xie Huaizheng's official career.

But even when she was dying, she didn't tell her daughter about her true parentage, nor did she try to get her daughter to Xie Huaizheng's side as soon as possible.

He said he entrusted it to a friend, but what friend is better than one's own father?

At that time, the top scholar Xie was probably not married, right?

What does it matter if a man like him has a young daughter by his side? Even if they don't publicly acknowledge each other as father and daughter, it's better to just say that he adopted the daughter of an old friend than to entrust his daughter to outsiders!

Wait a minute… Xie Huaizheng, did Xie Huaizheng even get married back then? Oh dear, this kid doesn't know either.”

The tray ghost floated about, its old face filled with shame.

Chen Xu replied, "Xie Huaizheng never married."

The tray-carrying ghost was startled and immediately exclaimed, "Tsk! Could he be a lovesick fool? Is he keeping his chastity for that courtesan?"

“I don’t know,” Chen Xu said. “But you’re right, something unusual must be going on.”

There are too many illogical points in this matter, and we cannot completely believe Black Tongue Old Ghost.

This ghost is also very cunning. He can linger among humans for many years and knows many secrets, so his identity must be extraordinary.

After you return to the underworld, you can secretly inquire about this ghost.

Okay, go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xu raised his hand and slashed open the barrier between the Netherworld and the Human Realm.

The tray ghost was completely caught off guard; it only managed to cry out, "Your Majesty! Oh, Your Majesty, I can't bear to part with you..."

With a whoosh, the tray ghost was propelled by a gentle breeze.

The short ghost, carrying it, suddenly stomped forward and they both fell into the deep, dark world of the underworld.

Only the tray ghost's exclamation remained, its echo lingering.

Chen Xu was so decisive; he said he would send it away, and then he sent it away in the blink of an eye.

"Ouch!" The exclamation of the tray ghost seemed to still echo in my ears.

Chen Xu sighed softly. What he didn't tell the tray ghost was that, in his opinion, Xie Niangzi's tragic life was less a matter of fate and more like the deliberate sculpting of some invisible hand.

Why did you think of this?
All because his life experiences were simply too "standard"!
(End of this chapter)