A master of comedy!

Hearing Nian Nu Jiao's excited voice, Zhou Sheng felt as if he had been doused with cold water, and his heart became unusually heavy.

Things... have changed.

He had previously used the Luoshu (洛书) to divine this arrangement, which indicated that Nian Nu Jiao (念奴娇) would invite him to perform a Yin opera at the Yinshan Palace.

He has a luxurious mansion in Yinshan, which was a gift from the Ghost King of Yinshan.

But now the address in the invitation is no longer Yinshan Palace, but has been changed to... the City of the Wrongfully Dead?

Was the divination using the Luo Shu (洛书) flawed?

A chill ran through Zhou Sheng. The Luoshu was his greatest secret, and it was always accurate and flawless. Why was it wrong this time?

"I heard that the City of the Wrongfully Dead was given to the Bodhisattva by Yama, and since then it has vanished without a trace, and no one can find it. I wonder if the Path to the Underworld can lead there?"

Zhou Sheng remained outwardly calm, but began to probe.

"Yes, but you have to cross the sea. Even if you have to take the Yin-Yang Road, it will take three days and three nights. And without the Bodhisattva's permission, even if you know the route, you can't open the door to the City of the Wrongfully Dead."

"It's so far..."

Zhou Sheng frowned slightly, deliberately acting as if he didn't want to travel far.

"Couldn't it be closer? That way I could see you sooner."

Nian Nu Jiao smiled charmingly and said, "Zhou Lang is really clingy. Actually, I also want to choose a place that is closer, such as the residence in the Yinshan Palace, which would be more convenient for us to... do some fun things."

"But just as I was about to send you the invitation to the play, the Bodhisattva summoned me to the City of the Wrongfully Dead and said that he wanted to hear a ghost play. I thought to myself, isn't this your destiny?"

"If you can gain the favor of the Bodhisattva, he may bestow upon you something, and you will benefit from it for a lifetime!"

"So I recommended you before the Bodhisattva..."

Listening to Nian Nu Jiao's words, Zhou Sheng finally realized that all these changes started with the sudden intervention of that beautiful Bodhisattva.

This made him even more wary. Could it be that the other party had foreseen something by suddenly intervening?
Moreover, the ability to alter the predetermined future of the Luoshu (a magical book) proves that the opponent possesses extremely high strength, giving the impression of being beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements.

Could he really orchestrate the killing of Nian Nujiao right under her nose?
Zhou Sheng suddenly felt that the play invitation in his hand had become extremely hot.

It is the ticket to this deadly trap, but who can be sure who this deadly trap is actually for?

"Zhou Lang, are you... not happy about performing ghost plays in the City of the Wrongfully Dead?"

Nian Nu Jiao suddenly asked, a hint of scrutiny hidden in her smiling eyes.

"Of course not, this is an opportunity you brought me, how could I not be happy, but..."

Zhou Sheng sighed, "I heard you are that Bodhisattva's person. Won't doing this be considered using public office for private gain and affect your future career?"

"Hehe, so Zhou Lang is still worried about me."

Nian Nu Jiao smiled broadly, her voice gentle and tender: "Don't worry, Zhou Lang, as long as you use your true skills and perform well, I believe the Bodhisattva will be satisfied."

"By then..."

She lowered her head slightly, a blush on her face, and gazed at Zhou Sheng with adoration, saying, "I beg the Bodhisattva to... grant us a marriage."

Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up, and he could hardly contain his joy.

"What kind of opera does this Bodhisattva like to listen to? I'll prepare in advance and make sure He's satisfied!"

Nian Nu Jiao was very satisfied with his energetic appearance and said with a smile, "My lord, don't be impatient. The Bodhisattva has indeed requested a play and wants to hear... 'The True and False Monkey King'."

"Does the Bodhisattva like monkey plays?" "I don't know. Although I followed the Bodhisattva for a period of time, I have never seen Him listen to plays. This time it happened very suddenly."

"The Bodhisattva said that as long as you arrive at the City of the Wrongfully Dead before the New Year to perform, you will have plenty of time to prepare."

Zhou Sheng nodded. There are still nearly five months until the Chinese New Year, so there is indeed plenty of time.

"If that's the case, then I'll sign it."

Zhou Sheng no longer hesitated and signed the invitation directly, because he knew that every moment of hesitation would become a fatal flaw.

Nian Nu Jiao is a very intelligent person. She seems to have fallen deeply in love with him, but if he sees through any clues, she can turn on him in an instant.

The moment he signed the document, Zhou Sheng sensed a faint call, more distant, more secretive, and more unpredictable than the Medicine Buddha Temple.

It was as if he were in another world, where even he could only vaguely sense a general direction.

Seeing that he signed without hesitation, Nian Nu Jiao showed a satisfied and gentle smile, and then told him the specific route to the City of the Wrongfully Dead via telepathy.

Having said this, He glanced at the trembling old woman beside him and said, "Zhou Lang, this person knows too much. Why don't we let her soul go with me?"

Upon hearing this, the old woman trembled and quickly looked at Zhou Sheng with pleading eyes.

After this period of recovery, her vision has gradually returned, but it is still somewhat blurry, and she dares not look at Nian Nu Jiao again.

Through their conversation, she had already learned the identity of the deity before her.

Judge Nian Nu Jiao of the Underworld Investigation Division!

As a well-known sorceress in Xunyang, she naturally knew some people in the underworld, but the highest they knew were ordinary underworld officials. She could never normally meet a high-ranking and powerful deity like the judge.

Such a revered deity, how could he have this kind of relationship with the high priest?

The Phoenix Goddess also has an ambiguous relationship with the High Priest. As the temple keeper of the Phoenix Goddess, will Zhou Sheng deliberately refuse to help her because he is worried that she will leak information?
"Forget it, she's my friend. Nujiao, could you please give me some face?"

A single cry of "Nu Jiao" saved a life.

Nian Nu Jiao quite enjoyed the affectionate address and casually waved her hand.

"Since Zhou Lang has pleaded for your life, you may leave. However, if a single word of what happened today slips from your lips..."

"I understand, I swear—"

The old woman was about to swear an oath when she suddenly found herself unable to speak, and then she involuntarily clenched her teeth.

Blood splattered, and most of the tongue was protruded.

Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with terror.

"What I disbelieve in the most is the so-called oath. Although I will spare your life today, do not speak again in the future."

The old woman took a deep breath, knowing that it was already a miracle that she could save her life. She glanced at her tongue, then covered her mouth and excused herself to quickly treat her wound.

Snapped!
Her snow-white, crystal-clear bare feet stepped on the half-eaten, bloody tongue, crushing it into a lump of flesh, the blood staining the skin of her soles and insteps.

Nian Nu Jiao looked tenderly at the silent Zhou Sheng and apologized like a timid wife.

"If you, Zhou Lang, blame me, then you may punish my tongue as you see fit."

As she spoke, she gently stuck out her fragrant tongue, the pink tip of which resembled a serpent. Her eyes were glazed over, her smile alluring, and she stood barefoot in the pool of blood, like a lotus flower blooming in a pool of blood.

...(End of this chapter)