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Chapter 521 Even If It's Impossible, It's Possible
"Who dares to mock the Inspector-General?!"

The old judge was pulled out of the underworld by that force. Although he hadn't seen the air of the mortal realm for hundreds of years, adhering to the principle of not losing face, he immediately spoke in an official tone. However, the next moment, he knelt down with a thud, saying in a voice still somewhat bewildered:
"Your Majesty, I have spoken recklessly and beg Your Majesty's punishment!"

"It's alright, it was my rudeness. Please stand up and speak." Feng Xue waved her hand, not blaming the old judge. Only then did the old judge raise his head, but his gaze immediately locked onto the big monk, and his eyes lit up instantly—

"An armored Arhat! He seems to have the bloodline of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! Does Your Majesty intend for me to be taken to the underworld to be punished?"

Although theoretically such a divine child is already a celestial being and has no concept of mortal lifespan, if the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven says you must go to hell, then you must go to hell. Even if he compiles a Book of Life and Death, he will still imprison you!

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue simply shook her head and said:

"No, I have other uses for this person. I called you up here to ask you if it's possible to add people to the Book of Life and Death."

"Adding someone?" The old judge had been in office for so long and had only ever heard of canceling someone's name from the Book of Life and Death; he had never heard of adding someone.

After all, if someone's name isn't in the Book of Life and Death, then even if they aren't a powerful being, they are still a close friend or relative of a powerful being. How can you just add them on a whim?

However, as I said before, if the Great Emperor of the Central Purple Star and the North Pole is to be added, then a new Book of Life and Death must also be created!

Thinking of this, the old judge nodded vigorously and said decisively:
"can!"

"Do you have any needs? Or any consumption? If so, please speak up and don't hide anything!"

Upon hearing that he could add more materials, Feng Xue immediately said that he had no shortage of willpower, did not need his subordinates to advance the money, and did not want the matter to be compromised because his subordinates could not gather the necessary materials.

Upon hearing Feng Xue's words, the old judge was almost in tears!

Look at that, that's a good boss! Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva... Ha!
The old judge mentally spat at the meddlesome Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who withheld wages, and immediately said:

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it is the duty of the Investigation Department to check and revise the Book of Life and Death. Some people who have done good deeds need to have their lifespan increased as appropriate, while the enemies of the ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead need to have their lifespan reduced. This is our duty. However, in recent years, due to the Buddhist sect, there has been a great deficit here, and there is a lot of content that needs to be sorted out. Adding one more person will not be a problem."

“That’s wonderful. Write down this monk’s name. I will send you a message later. You just need to add or delete his name in the Book of Life and Death as I ask.” Feng Xue pointed to the big monk beside her, but the old judge was taken aback.

Judging from Your Majesty's words, it's not just about adding things and calling it a day; it's about repeatedly adding and deleting? What is this all about?
Although curious, the old judge didn't ask. As he said, in order to clean up the mess left by Buddhism, it was necessary to frequently delete and modify the Book of Life and Death. Because of the loss and damage of the data, it was necessary to add and check repeatedly. As for the reasons on His Majesty's side, how could he, as a subordinate, ask? Not to mention that the person being messed with was a monk with the bloodline of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

After exchanging name tags with the old judge, Feng Xue sent him away.

With the name register, Feng Xue no longer needed such a complicated ceremony. She only needed to light the talisman with the name register and the required information written on it, and the old judge would receive the message immediately.

After sending the old judge back to the underworld, Feng Xue took advantage of the altar to carve a private seal that read "Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven," and then had Xiao Lingdang print out several thousand talismans for communicating with the underworld. He stamped each one with the seal before extinguishing the incense and candles and dismantling the altar. Although he really wanted to take the big monk to do his business, Liu Yunxi had already prepared the meal. Feng Xue didn't have the habit of spoiling his wife's mood, so they had lunch together before he took the big monk out the door.

……

"Now I can take a few days off! Should I go out and relax, or stay home and play games?" Zhou Dafu saw the guests off, glanced at his work schedule, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The impact of the materialized spirits during the Ghost Festival was far greater than imagined. Even though he was unsure about other places, in the Toyo Protectorate, a region with its own tsukumogami culture, it took almost a month to finally resolve all those absurd things like biting rice cookers, tripping fire hydrants, and manipulating bicycles.

As the most famous meme processing agency within a hundred miles, he was arguably the busiest person in the Yingzhou Protectorate besides the official countermeasures bureau.

Now that the problem was finally solved, he closed the shop and prepared to take a long vacation. But just as he turned on the stereo, put on a favorite old record, and was enjoying his leisure time, a knock on the door ruined his good mood.

"Didn't you see the sign at the entrance saying 'Closed for Business'?"

Zhou Dafu yelled a couple of times in annoyance, intending to turn up the volume on the stereo, but before he could get up, a voice entered his ears—

"it's me!"

"Holy crap, it's this ancestor?!"

Although the conversation lasted less than fifteen minutes, Zhou Dafu's impression of this person was extremely deep. In order to avoid offending the other party, he even forced himself to watch the previous video dozens of times in his busy schedule, and forcibly engraved all the other party's information into his mind.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, before his mind could even process it, his body, driven by the instinct for survival, sprang to his feet and dashed to the door. As the door opened, a smile spread across his face.
"What brings you here! If you wanted to find me, you could have just called. I'm so sorry to have troubled you to come all this way!"

Hearing Zhou Dafu's somewhat obsequious tone, Feng Xue didn't care about the tension and unease in his reaction to the power of his will. She raised her hand and shook the large monk in her hand, saying:
"I captured a descendant of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and was planning to ask you for a small favor."

"Huh?" Although Zhou Dafu couldn't get information from the official sources, he had heard about Feng Xue's pharmacy attracting Fahai. After all, a whole company of Fahais had appeared repeatedly. If he didn't have some information, his Meme Affairs Bureau wouldn't be able to keep running.

But Fahai is Fahai, and the descendants of Ksitigarbha are Ksitigarbha. Besides, isn't this a collaboration with the authorities? Why are you looking for him?
"Are you planning to bypass the authorities and confiscate this meme?"

Zhou Dafu tentatively asked, but Feng Xue shook her head and said:

"This isn't just a simple meme; it's a real descendant of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. How should I put it... well, just think of him as an alien!"

"Extra... aliens?" Zhou Dafu was completely taken aback to hear this word, and his gaze towards the monk became strange...

(End of this chapter)