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Chapter 48 What about Jian, the merchant? Has he had enough of living?
Cheng Mai's eyes were icy, but she wasn't one to suffer a loss.

"Boss, you said that what isn't yours can't be forced, and what is yours might be taken away. Is this Qin Mai referring to you?"

Shang Xingjian paused slightly as he poured water, then slowly put the kettle down and looked up at Cheng Mai.

As expected, the only one who could make Shang Xingjian's expression change was Qin Mai.

The space suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves. Cheng Mai lowered his eyes and silently grilled the meat.

The aroma filled the air, and the wild beasts around were eager to pounce, but because Shang Xingjian was stationed there, not a single beast dared to come and act recklessly.

"Do you know why there is a Meng Po in the underworld?" Shang Xingjian asked after a moment of silence. Seeing Cheng Mai squinting at him, he said calmly, "Reincarnation is forgetting the previous life and starting anew. At the beginning of the universe, it was full of favoritism towards the human world. People live as long as heaven and earth, but can experience thousands of lives."

Unlike them, who live as long as heaven and earth, they can only watch the world change, the years flow by, and remember the separation of life and death, never able to find release.

Cheng Mai seemed to sense helplessness in Shang Xingjian's tone, but this helplessness also seemed to be his own personal feeling.

"You can turn your hand to make clouds or rain, and you're at the top of the food chain. Aren't you happy?"

"I'm happy! I can beat up whoever I want, how could I not be happy?" Shang Xingjian changed his mood, looking extremely smug.

Cheng Mai: "..." If she didn't know his temperament too well, she would have almost believed his nonsense.

But wait, she and Shang Xingjian have only known each other for a little over a month, how could she know his temperament so well?

This habit is terrible.

Cheng Mai silently drank his tea, concealing his sudden surge of emotion.

Indeed, a man who is too handsome will only tempt others, but no one will benefit from it.

"Are you cursing me in your heart again?" Shang Xingjian asked leisurely before she could speak.

Cheng Mai stood up and straightened his clothes. "Since everything's alright here, let's go back first..."

"Sit down. A picnic should look like a picnic." Before Cheng Mai could leave, Shang Xingjian grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to sit down.

"Someone will bring you the result you want." Shang Xingjian was clearly very interested in the picnic and didn't plan to leave right away.

Cheng Mai stumbled as he was pulled down, and only regained his balance after sitting down.

"Boss, they're practically face-to-face with you, why aren't you worried at all?"

"Isn't you the bait now? He doesn't even dare to come to you openly, which shows he's a coward who can't stand the light of day," Shang Xingjian said matter-of-factly. "Besides, wasn't your condition for joining Xuanhe to have me protect you?"

Cheng Mai was speechless, as if there were no problems, yet it also seemed like there were problems at all.

"Then let me ask you, why didn't you ask Xu Guan who was behind him before?" Cheng Mai asked.

"What could a mediocre Taoist priest with limited skills possibly know?" Shang Xingjian proactively grilled some meat skewers and handed them to her. "Doing too many worthless things is more likely to backfire."

Cheng Mai was used to Shang Xingjian being serious only occasionally amidst his unserious behavior. She took the skewers and watched Shang Xingjian continue working.

Time passed by, and Shang Xingjian was in a good mood. When he got tired of barbecuing, he got up to look at the scenery and even moved to a place with mountains and water, which confirmed that he was going on vacation.

All that's missing is a small bamboo raft for him, so he can drift for a while longer.

Cheng Mai was reading the post. The new system was going online and the response was pretty good. At least Xuanhe Technology's reputation was starting to expand.

The most popular video in the post was the one where Xiao Qiandou caught the Earthbound Spirit, which directly showcased Xuanhe Technology's formidable strength. As the sun began to set, there was still no news.

"Let's bet, who do you think is behind that?"

"Am I out of my mind to bet with you?" Cheng Mai glanced at Shang Xingjian. This man had already figured out what would happen eight hundred years from now. Wasn't she just asking for trouble by betting with him?

"A sharp mind makes you harder to fool," Shang Xingjian said regretfully. "I'm still here, what are you worried about?"

Although this statement sounds arrogant, it is also very reassuring.

The fact that the merchant was not in a hurry proves that this matter was still within his calculations.

"Let's go fishing, I'm craving fish," Shang Xingjian said, taking out his fishing rod and actually starting to fish.

Cheng Mai went over and stood on tiptoe to examine his fishhook. Sure enough, it was straight. He was playing the role of Jiang Taigong fishing here.

A gentle evening breeze blew by, and Cheng Mai still glanced down the mountain every now and then.

After the sun had completely set, the merchant picked up his fishing rod and said, "Here we come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Luo grabbed someone and threw them on the ground. "Boss, we found them."

That person was none other than the judge of Fengcheng.

The judge had already been interrogated once and had confessed everything he was supposed to, so he was now completely exhausted.

A judge's pen determines the fate of countless gods and ghosts.

With a judge colluding with Xu Guan, it's no wonder those souls were deceived.

Shang Xingjian threw the fish he had caught onto the grill and started fishing for his second one.

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, Cheng Mai looked at the judge and asked, "You've already reached this position, what are you after?"

"I was a beast of burden in life, and I will be a beast of burden in death. I don't want anything else now, I just want my soul to be scattered. I've had enough of this kind of life." The judge smiled and looked at Cheng Mai. "This position that everyone envies is nothing but an endless cycle for me. I also want to be reincarnated, to forget everything and start over. Is that wrong?"

The judge was a cultured man; even when questioning others, he carried his scholarly air.

Cheng Mai glanced back at Shang Xingjian, seemingly lost in thought. After a moment, he looked at the judge again. "Why don't you mention this to Yama? Ask him to let you reincarnate?"

"Him?" The judge chuckled softly, with a self-deprecating tone. "Why is Mr. Cheng unwilling to replace your assistant? Isn't it because he's comfortable with him?"

Yang Fan is exceptionally capable, so even though she was her father's assistant, Cheng Mai continued to use her because it is too difficult to cultivate an exceptionally capable assistant.

Instead of playing the victim, the judge made Cheng Mai feel empathy.

It was precisely because of this that Cheng Mai could probably understand why Yama kept ignoring the judge's departure; a capable assistant was as good as a company's good-for-nothing.

The underworld is different from the mortal world. In the mortal world, you can quit your job, but you can't do that in the underworld.

“In previous years, he would verbally agree, but every time he agreed, he would make me drink the Meng Po soup and then give me the position of judge.”

Cheng Mai: "..." Is this even possible?
As expected, there are really not many good people among leaders!
Of course, she herself is an exception.

"Perhaps it's because I drank too much of the Meng Po soup that it gradually lost its effect. Only then did I realize how conveniently I was used as a cow or a horse." The judge said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Young Master Cheng, my sins are unforgivable. I ask for nothing more than to let my soul be scattered and never be reincarnated again."

He was tired of living, and tired of dying.