I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

On the other side, Yan Wenjing came to the place where Emperor Dongyue lived.

The little boy at the door saw him and bowed quickly, calling out respectfully, "Lord Yama."

Yan Wenjing: "I have something to ask the Emperor Dongyue."

The little boy immediately went in to report.

Not long after, he came out and said, "The Great Emperor Dongyue invites you in."

Emperor Dongyue raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yan Wenjing, then lazily said, "Oh, what's the wind today that actually blew the King of Hell here?"

Then he slowly poured a cup of tea for Yan Wenjing and pushed it over.

Yan Wenjing walked over to the Dongyue Emperor and sat down on a stool not far away. He frowned and said, "The Black and White Impermanence said that you let a living person set up a stall to sell boxed lunches in the underworld. You should know what the consequences will be if a living person stays in the underworld for too long."

Emperor Dongyue: "Didn't you take the Resurrection Pill? What could be the problem?"

"You know, putting a living person in the underworld is like releasing a sheep into a pack of wolves. Besides, it's against the rules." Yan Wenjing glanced at the tea and food on the table in front of him, a hint of displeasure in his voice, "You throw everything to me, and you feel relaxed."

A smile appeared on the handsome face of Emperor Dongyue: "Aren't you here with me?"

Yan Wenjing sneered and said, "She was nearly devoured by an evil spirit that escaped from the underworld last night. If I hadn't arrived in time, she would now be a cold, soulless corpse. If you let her stay in the underworld, this kind of thing could happen at any time."

Emperor Dongyue said firmly, "I believe in your ability. You will not allow such a thing to happen within your jurisdiction."

Yan Wenjing glanced at him and said, "This is not the reason for her to stay in the underworld."

Emperor Dongyue: "The food she cooks is delicious."

Yan Wenjing was puzzled. "How delicious can the food cooked by a mortal be? Haven't you eaten enough delicious food in the world over the years?"

Emperor Dongyue said seriously, "That's different. You'll know once you try it. Go and try it, then make your decision."

Yan Wenjing was actually interested when he heard this.

Yan Wenjing had just returned to the King of Hell's Palace when Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu came back to report.

Yan Wenjing asked, "Is it done?"

Xie Bian replied respectfully, "Yes, but she didn't erase her memory, and she expressed her wish to continue selling lunch boxes at the underworld."

Yan Wenjing frowned upon hearing this, not quite understanding why a human woman could be so obsessed with setting up a stall in the underworld to sell boxed lunches?

After a few seconds of silence in the Hades Hall, Xie Bian hesitated and said, "Lord Yama, this woman previously expressed her desire to purchase a property in the underworld, but the underworld has never had a precedent of a living person buying a property there, so I didn't respond to her."

As soon as he said this, the judge, holding the Book of Life and Death, was so frightened that he almost threw it away. He asked in shock, "What did you just say?"

Xie Bian thought about how shocked he was when he heard this question, and replied, "She wants to buy a house in the underworld and is asking what the requirements are for buying a house there."

The judge's dark face was somewhat speechless. "Are you sure she is a living woman?"

Xie Bian gave him a look that said, "What do you think?"

The judge choked and couldn't help but say, "How bizarre! This is truly unheard of. How could a perfectly healthy person like her think of going to the underworld to buy a house?"

It is indeed impossible for a normal person to have such an idea, but Qin Yunie had died once, and in her opinion, she really didn't know which would come first, tomorrow or death.

In this case, instead of worrying, it is better to make preparations for both scenarios.

She bought one set above and one set below. No matter which came first, day or death, she would not panic.

Yan Wenjing listened to the conversation between the two and became extremely curious about Qin Yunie. What kind of woman would be so obsessed with buying a house and setting up a stall in the underworld?

Yan Wenjing did not answer Xie Bian's question, but instead asked: "Since you can give her the jade slip, I think you have eaten the food she cooked."

Xie Bian was confused and said, "I have eaten it."

"how is the taste?"

Xie Bian didn't know what answer he wanted, but thinking of the lunch box Qin Yunie made, he replied, "It tastes really good."

Yan Wenjing pondered for a moment, tapping his fingertips on the table again and again. After a while, he said something ambiguous: "As long as she can continue to set up a stall in the underworld, she can buy a house there as compensation for her accidental injury."

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu didn't understand what the King of Hell meant. He asked them to tell Qin Yunie that she was not allowed to continue setting up the stall, and he said such ambiguous words.

But they didn't dare to refute the King of Hell's words, so they looked at each other and answered in unison, "Yes."

Yan Wenjing raised his eyelids to glance at them. Seeing that they were still there, he said, "Anything else? If not, please leave."

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu retreated.

Qin Yunie pushed the cart back home. As soon as she opened the gate to the yard, she found a person sitting on the stone bench under her tree.

Judging from his figure, he is a man, but he has long black hair.

Qin Yunie was about to ask who he was, but the other person turned around as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

A gentle breeze blew by, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a face that looked like it had been carefully carved, with sharp edges and corners. The coldness in his eyes seemed as if nothing in the world could cause him to waver in the slightest.

Qin Yunie's eyes widened in shock. Wasn't this the immortal she saw that night? !

He, he, he, why is he here?

Qin Yunie looked at Yan Wenjing's face, which was even more stunning than the one she saw that night. Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, her cheeks heated up, and a blush appeared on them.

Yan Wenjing stood up, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, "Qin Yunie?"

Qin Yunie subconsciously stood at attention and said, "Yes."

The next second, a jade slip appeared in her arms. She subconsciously took it and took a look at it, then asked in confusion, "Isn't this the jade slip I got? Why is it here with you?"

She searched everywhere but couldn't find it, thinking it had been lost, but she didn't expect that it was picked up by the fairy in front of her.

Yan Wenjing said calmly, "It fell out of your pocket that night and I took it away."

Qin Yunie: "..."

He looks handsome, why does he take other people’s things?

Yan Wenjing looked at her with deep eyes, "The Emperor of Dongyue said that the dishes you cook are delicious. For his sake, I can give you a chance to set up a stall. I will ask Xie Bian to pick it up tomorrow. If it is not delicious, you will not be able to set up a stall to sell boxed lunches in the underworld in the future. It will be useless whether you ask the Black and White Impermanence or the Emperor of Dongyue for help."

When Qin Yunie heard that he knew Emperor Dongyue, and his arrogant tone, although Qin Yunie was a little unhappy, he also vaguely guessed that his identity was not simple.

But looking at Yan Wenjing's appearance, Qin Yunie felt that he couldn't be the King of Hell.

After all, whether in novels or TV dramas, the King of Hell is almost always tall, burly, and has a serious face. From the outside, everything about his appearance speaks of his majesty.

But apart from the King of Hell, she couldn't seem to think of any other names that could be called by the Emperor of Dongyue and the Black and White Impermanence in this tone.

Qin Yunie asked tentatively: "Are you the King of Hell?"

Yan Wenjing nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Qin Yunie was so shocked that she was speechless: "Hiss..."

He, he, he, is actually the King of Hell?!

That King of Hell whom she called an old man and said had a hidden illness...