I am rich in the fairy world

Hu Qing was very sad and angry, and she felt she needed to do something.

Shui Xin was already chanting scriptures beside her. Su Shan wanted to comfort her, but Hu Qing sneered and flicked his right hand, causing the Ghost Gate to stand in mid-air.

The door opened, and the old man in the black robe walked out: "No ghost? If there's no ghost, why did you call me?"

I'm very busy, really, and I don't want to waste a single second.

Hu Qing grabbed him as he was about to leave, pointing at the skeleton: "Brother, help me investigate a ghost, and it would be best if you could get him to confront me."

The old man in black robes glanced at it: "Very clean, no resentment. What, did I offend you?"

Hu Qing: "Yes, we've offended them badly. Will it work?"

The old ghost in black robes looked at her, his eyes still red: "It has to work. Wait." He circled the skeleton, "I'll go back and catch him for you. As long as he's still in the Netherworld, I'll bring him to you in no time. If he's been reincarnated, I'll find out for you too."

"Thank you, bro."

The old ghost in black robes went inside. The gate to the underworld was wide open, and a cool, eerie wind whistled through the air.

Shui Xin stopped chanting: "I'll die with my eyes wide open—"

Even in death, they cannot find peace; there's no point in leaving a message.

Hu Qing glared at him fiercely: "I won't look for you if you're dead."

Shui Xin nodded: "You won't be able to find me either. I'm going to the Buddhist Kingdom, a place you can't enter."

Humph.

Humph.

The two disliked each other.

Su Shan found it amusing; these two were sometimes remarkably alike, a resemblance that came from the depths of their souls. He began to understand why Shui Xin's clone couldn't fool Hu Qing.

The old man in the black robe was incredibly efficient, carrying a ghost back in no time. However, the ghost couldn't leave the gate of hell; it stood in the doorway. A thick layer of long hair covered its face, and its pale hands were struggling to smooth it.

Hu Qing exclaimed, "Chunlie? What have you done that you're so ashamed you can't even show your face in public?"

The ghostly hand stopped abruptly, recognizing the voice in disbelief. He was utterly mortified and wanted to turn and run away.

But the old man in black robes wouldn't let him escape, so he could only stand there motionless, like a clay sculpture.

Hu Qing couldn't wait any longer. She walked over, stood outside the door, reached out and slapped the ghostly hand away. She ran her fingers through the messy hair a few times, revealing a panicked and shocked face. Who else could it be but Chun Lie?
"Haha, you're amazing, brother. You found it in such a short time. Chunlie, you can die again, but you can't escape my grasp."

Chunlie stared at her with his mouth slightly agape, his eyes fixed on her for a long time, too shocked to utter a single word.

Could it be that Hu Qing is also dead?

He struggled to move his eyes and saw his own skeletal remains.

What... exactly is going on?

The old ghost in black robes chimed in, "I asked around, and this young man is quite interesting. He killed himself. He actively returned to the underworld, cleansed his soul, but didn't reincarnate. He just wanders the streets every day, attracting young women and wives who don't want to reincarnate. When I found him, some brothers were about to punish him for disturbing the peace. What, is he waiting for you?"

The last sentence successfully made Chunlie's pale face seem to turn red. He awkwardly and uncomfortably twisted his neck and finally made a sound.

"Hu...Qing, what...?"

Hu chuckled and waved the letter in his hand: "I just found out you're dead. How can I not be angry that you left me a letter like this? If I'm angry, I'll have my brothers over there call you over. Come on, explain yourself, you left me this, not so I could avenge you?"

Chunlie blinked. Although he had become a ghost, he looked almost the same as when he was alive, only a bit paler. His eyes were still very beautiful, and his gaze was still very gentle. His smile was still like a spring breeze.

Oh, the spring breeze in the netherworld must be very cold.

He saw Shui Xin and Su Shan, and looked at Su Shan with particular curiosity. Hu Qing introduced, "Su Shan, my man."

Su Shan's ears turned red, and Chun Lie nodded to him in a friendly manner.

The old man in black robes asked in surprise, "Aren't you two going to fight?"

Hu Qing was speechless: "Brother, you're being narrow-minded."

The old man in black robes chuckled, cupped his hands in greeting, and said he wouldn't disturb them any longer.

Chunlie said embarrassedly, "It's nothing. I went to the Immortal Realm back then and visited many places, but I could never truly integrate... When I returned to the Little Li Realm, I found that I no longer felt a sense of belonging there, so... I secretly went to see you, but then I felt that I had no reason to bother you... Anyway, this is how my life is going to be. I left voluntarily. I actually felt a sense of belonging when I arrived in the Netherworld, and I'm doing quite well now."

“Nonsense.” The old ghost in black robes couldn’t help but interject, “Everyone who goes to the Netherworld has a sense of belonging. All living people are souls sent out by us from the Netherworld. Returning to the Netherworld is the true way to go home.”

Chunlie smiled at Hu Qing, her eyes crinkling with joy.

"I'm so happy to see you again."

Hu Qing smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Yes, I'm so happy, you get to see me more than once."

Spring chill did not understand.

Hu Qing laughed heartily, pointing into the Ghost Gate: "I have a status in the Netherworld; I was an official back then. When I get there, I'll see you every day. Even if you reincarnate, you'll die again someday. If I want to see you, I can pull your soul out to meet you."

Chunlie: "."

Is the distance between life and death really gone just like that? If only I had known… I wouldn't have been so sad for nothing when I chose death?
Hu Qing laughed even harder: "Brother, if he goes to be reincarnated, will he still remember me?"

The old man in the black robe coughed: "Of course not—but we have employee benefits, you know."

Hu Qing chuckled, and the old man in black robes chuckled, the two of them shrinking their necks and laughing like mice that had stolen oil.

Chunlie smiled, a smile that was both helpless and expectant, a new hope rising in her heart.

"Are you alright now, girl? If you're alright, I'll take him back. There are plenty of ghosts down there, and plenty of work to do. Everything can be arranged."

Hu Qing quickly replied, "We respect individual wishes."

"I understand, I understand, everything will be arranged. Employee benefits."

Chunlie's entire ghost body felt light, and he floated around the door, instructing Hu Qing, "Please burn it for me, my clothes are all rotten." He was quite embarrassed.

Why are those clothes of such poor quality? They're all showing through. He felt incredibly embarrassed when he first met Hu Qingchu. She was the one who dug him out of the pit, and now she wanted him to bury him again.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Chunlie grinned widely and said, "Try to come later."

He waved to Shui Xin and Su Shan, and the gates of hell closed, flying back into Hu Qing's palm.

Hu Qing was no longer saddened: "Come on, let's cremate the bones and bury the ashes."

Shui Xin shook her head: "Don't torture me like this if I die."

Hu Qing sneered, utterly disgusted: "I won't bother you, I'll throw bombs into the Buddhist Kingdom and let Buddha see what kind of wicked creature He has taken in."

They started arguing again.

Su Shan listened but didn't participate. He took out his own clothes and looked at which color matched the skeleton better. Hmm, none of them were as tall or handsome as him, so the clothes needed to be altered, otherwise they wouldn't suit him.

After changing her clothes, the skeleton lay quietly. Hu Qing folded the letter and placed it on the skeleton, then the Demon Heart Flame landed on it, the white flames complementing the scene perfectly. The skeleton turned to ash.

They found a place with good feng shui and a beautiful view, dug a pit, scattered the ashes, and returned them to the earth.

Shui Xin: "It's getting light. Let's hurry, or your master and the others will think you've run away again." (End of Chapter)