The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

Inside the Hades Palace, the King of Hell looked at Yang Xuan, who was lying on the ground. "Why, you're back so soon?"

Yang Xuan replied: "Yes, Lord Yan, I have a favor to ask of you, I..."

Before she could finish, the King of Hell interrupted her and said, "Don't bother talking about this. I already know about this."

Yang Li asked impatiently: "Oh, then, can I take my son through time?"

The King of Hell looked at the messenger and they exchanged glances. The messenger then said, "Are you going to give up your wish to watch your funeral?"

Yang Xuan nodded heavily and said, "Yes. That's right!"

"Since you've given up your wish to watch your own funeral, then I'll change that wish to what you're asking for now."

Great! Yang Xuan was extremely surprised and kowtowed frantically: "Thank you, Messenger, thank you, Lord Yan!"

Forget it, the King of Hell waved his hand: "However, your son is not a transmigration but a reincarnation. He cannot go with you for the time being."

"Oh, Lord Yan, where is my son now?"

"Your son has been led by the Black and White Impermanence, across the Naihe Bridge, and after drinking the Mengpo Soup, he has reported to the Judge."

Yang Xuan asked doubtfully, "Excuse me, Lord Yan, why haven't I crossed the Naihe Bridge and drank Mengpo soup?"

The King of Hell glanced at him and said, "Because of your special status, you cannot drink it. If you drink Meng Po soup, you will lose all your memories of your past life!"

Yang Xuan asked anxiously again: "Oh, then when can I meet my son?"

"He has to wait for forty-nine days after the burning of the seven sevens in the mortal world before he can be reincarnated."

The King of Hell paused, his stern eyes softening slightly. "Don't worry, I'll give orders to have your son sent to the dynasty you're destined for. When the time comes, you and your son will reunite."

Fine, fine. Yang Xuan bowed deeply several times in gratitude: "Then, can I see you again in the future?"

The King of Hell waved his hand and said with a cold look, "No!"

Yang Xuan asked again in a puzzled tone: "Why?"

The King of Hell looked at her with surprise and said in a cold voice, "Because you are immortal, how can you see me if you can't die? If you insist on seeing me, you must die!"

Yang Xuan was startled and suddenly felt a chill down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat.

A cruel line often used in movies and TV dramas immediately popped up in my mind: "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Go and see the King of Hell!"

Ah! Yang Xuan was so frightened that he kept shaking his head and waving his hands, saying incoherently: "No, no, I won't come back, it's gone, it's gone!"

The messenger was amused by this. He coughed lightly and said, "Yang Xuan, your past life affairs are now resolved. It's time for us to set off for the ancient times."

Then, he took Yang Xuan's hand and walked into the ancient mirror.

After entering the mirror, Yang Xuan felt that everything in front of him was pitch black and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. His body was floating in the endless darkness and moving forward at a rapid speed.

The cool wind blew past me, and my hair was blown into a mess by the cold wind.

She was like a madman, and she subconsciously grabbed the messenger's hand.

Seeing this, the messenger gently comforted her, "Don't be nervous, there will be no danger. It will be here in less than an incense stick of time."

Yang Xuan nodded, then looked at him again: "Handsome messenger, please, can you chat with me?"

The messenger paused and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Xuan glanced at the messenger's expression, but it was too dark to see clearly: "Let's talk about you, about your affairs."

The messenger thought for a while before speaking calmly, "Well, it's okay to talk to you. In fact, my past life and yours are half fellow countrymen, right?"

Yang Xuan asked in surprise: "Oh? Really? Are you really my fellow villager?"

The messenger said slowly, "Yes, I was the only son of the executive vice mayor of a first-tier city in the 21st century."

"When I was sixteen, I accidentally learned that my father had a mistress outside. Because my mother was a coward, she was often beaten by my father."

"I was so angry that I wanted to vent my anger on my mother's behalf, so I secretly followed my father."

"During an accidental tracking, I discovered where he hid a huge amount of cash. I sneaked in and found a lot of cash, gold bars, jade, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc."

"I then realized my father was a corrupt official, so I reported him to the Public Security Bureau."

"At that time, I made a request to the police, hoping that the stolen money could be used for charity to benefit those in need."

"They agreed to my request, but I didn't know that there was a confidant of my father in the Public Security Bureau who secretly told him about this."

"So my father caught me, beat me to death, and ran away abroad."

"Later we learned that the sheer amount of money involved was so huge that several counting machines broke down."

"The Heavenly Dao Patriarch took pity on me and took me in as a Messenger of Good Rewards, specifically responsible for arranging tasks for those who received good rewards."

After the messenger finished speaking, he paused again.

Then, with a slightly dejected accent, he continued, "My mother suffered a great mental blow due to my death and became depressed. Not long after, she committed suicide by jumping off a building."