I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

I believe you.

The Yinting Jade Slips contain detailed procedures for how to register and place newly captured ghosts.

There is no mention here that the Tongpan needs to make the decision personally.

What if Yang Wei doesn’t show up, will he and tens of thousands of wandering ghosts just stand there outside the city waiting?

They are not those ghosts with status who are registered and waiting for trial or waiting in line for reincarnation.

If we just stay outside the city, what if some ghost gets lost and runs into the wasteland of the underworld, or causes some chaos? What should we do then?

Thinking of this, Xu An bowed and said:

"Then please, sir, report this matter promptly."

Hearing this, Green-Eyed Impermanence snorted softly from the tip of his nose, and replied with a slightly raised voice, carrying a hint of strangeness:

"The magistrate escorted Meng Po to the underworld, and she hasn't returned yet, so it's not convenient for us to go and report to her."

Not back yet?

Xu An was stunned and felt that the matter was a bit strange.

He and Mu Linjiang both went to the human world, killed three people, pulled out three flags, and drove back tens of thousands of ghosts like ducks.

Yang Xu sent someone to the underworld for reincarnation, but he hasn't come back yet?

"Then I shall go into the city and wait, and report to the magistrate in detail, is that alright?"

Xu An could feel that the orders he received were inconsistent, and the generals' attitudes were ambiguous, and they all had intentions against him to some extent.

The reason is probably that Mu Linjiang came to their door before, which made them embarrassed.

Since they couldn't do anything to Mu Linjiang, they just tried to find ways to target him.

The relationship between people has always been complicated, and the same is true between ghosts.

But Xu An had no intention of competing with them.

All he cares about is his life span, and now he just wants to get his job done.

"If you leave, what will happen to these new ghosts? Just wait patiently. We will wait with you."

The more anxious Xu An was, the more the Yinbing generals tried to prevent him from getting what he wanted.

Who told them to be beaten by Mu Linjiang, but this bastard stayed by her side as if nothing had happened?

No matter how dumb they were, they could see that Xu An alone could not capture these tens of thousands of ghosts.

How hateful! That woman must have some unspeakable deal with him!

"..."

Outside the city, on the ten-mile empty ghost road, Xu An was completely numb.

What's this talk about limiting the enemy to one thousand and setting the self-set to eight hundred? You guys are not sleeping either, are you staying up with me?

Since that’s the case, I’ll just endure it. I’m still young and can afford it.

"The judge is here..."

Just when Xu An was secretly competing with those ghosts in the tea stall under the high wall of the city.

There had been some curious ghosts in the city, waiting in front of the Bridge of Rebirth.

The moment Yang Wei came back, he hurried to report that thousands of ghosts were gathering outside the city and that something serious was happening, thus making his presence felt.

"What's the matter?"

Yang Wei's head was about to split open.

In just one day, he was beaten to death at the gate of the Tongpan Mansion and suffered a great loss of face.

Then he discovered that the River Styx had changed its course, so he had no choice but to go to the underworld and ask Meng Po for help.

Unexpectedly, just when the hole was repaired, he accompanied Meng Po back to Huangquan and found that his house had been robbed!

The soul bridge that controls the various lands of the underworld and plays an important role in reincarnation has been cut off for the most part, leaving only a few isolated branches.

The cycle of reincarnation in the three realms was completely destroyed and paralyzed.

The entire Yellow Springs space was turned upside down, with countless casualties.

Forget reincarnation, there's nowhere to go even if you queue up...

Although Meng Po is very sensible.

After asking the seriously injured monk in the Yellow Springs Space what had happened.

She concluded that this was a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain and did not blame anyone.

But Yang Wei still felt that he would not be able to wear this official hat for long.

In a daze, he returned to his homeland.

Before he could even stand firmly on his feet, he heard something happen again.

His robes fluttered and his steps were like the wind.

In the sky, majestic dark clouds filled the entire sky and swept across in the direction he walked.

Standing on the city wall, Yang Xu was originally full of irritability, but after seeing the scene of thousands of ghosts gathering, he suddenly felt like crying but had no tears.

His lips opened slightly and he trembled for a moment, but he couldn't say a word.

"Sir, this is a ghost I was ordered to capture. Lord Wuchang said that it needs your personal treatment. May I ask how it should be handled?"

The ghosts around him were so frightened when they saw Yang Wei's majestic figure riding on the clouds that they dared not move.

Xu An remembered what Yang Wei said in the study: to be qualified in terms of job title when doing work!

"What else can we do? Verify their identities, register them, and judge them according to the law. The guilty will be sent to hell, and the innocent will wait for reincarnation!"

Hearing that someone was asking about such things, Yang Wei's already irritated mood surged up again.

He looked at his men, who still didn't realize the seriousness of the situation and were only causing him trouble, and he became angrier.

He pointed at the Impermanence of Orders, the captain of the Yin soldiers, and the silly cows and horses.

Yang Wei took a deep breath and then exhaled, but in the end he didn't say anything bad.

Turning his head, he looked at the other ghost messengers who were still in a daze and said sternly:

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you move?"

Suddenly, all the ghost messengers who were watching the fun looked as ugly as if they had eaten a dead fly.

I really feel like I'm a ghost messenger, working overtime day and night.

Even watching the fun can get you scolded...

But the leader is watching, so no matter how reluctant I am, I still have to pretend.

Even Wang Ben had to bite the bullet and join the team that followed the rules.

He scanned the tens of thousands of ghosts woodenly, watching them begin to move. Yang Wei flicked his sleeves and said in an unhappy voice:

"Xu An, come with me."

Blinking his eyes, Xu An cast a helpless look at his colleagues, and then followed Yang Wei under the watchful eyes of the ghosts such as Wuchang.

Along the way, Yang Wei didn't say a word. After entering the Tongpan Mansion, he collapsed on the recliner as if exhausted.

He stroked his forehead with his hand, and with his eyes slightly closed, he looked at the ghost messenger he had personally summoned, and after a while he said helplessly:

"Xu An, thank you!"

I returned to the familiar place and stood in front of the ghost heads I had counted.

This time, Xu An was no longer so restrained.

He looked at Yang Wei, who seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and asked tentatively:

"Why do you say this, sir?"

"how you said that?"

Yang Wei was almost laughing at him, and sat up straight and said:

"You've captured tens of thousands of ghosts at once. Even the Black and White Impermanence back then didn't have the ability you have."

"Mr. Xu, you are so impressive! From today on, I'm afraid your fame will spread throughout the entire Yin Court!"

"..."

Then I don’t want to either.

Xu An was completely numb.

That was the situation at the time.

There aren't many choices for him...

Facing the morning sun, surrounded by the aroma of Mu Linjiang's incense.

What else could he do except bring all these ghosts back?

Of course, Xu An certainly couldn't say this to Yang Wei.

Moreover, his intuition told him that the fact that Mu Linjiang had discovered that the Lishan Sword Sect had hidden secrets could not be revealed.

After thinking for a while, he said seriously:

"As a ghost messenger, catching ghosts is my duty. My Lord, you are very observant and should know that what I do is for the underworld, not for fame or fortune!"