How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hongli: "..."

"that……"

Hongli tentatively asked, "Grandma Meng?"

"Well, after watching our performance, cough cough, no, I mean, after seeing our genuine emotions..."

Hei Yang bluntly asked, "Don't you have any thoughts on this?"

"..."

Meng Po was momentarily at a loss for words, her lips twitching slightly: "What could I possibly think?"

"At once……"

Hei Yang made a comical face: "Didn't you even think about letting us rest for a bit?"

"Just a little bit..."

Hongli added in a low voice, "It means they want us to rest for ten days or half a month, preferably until we leave or something..."

"..."

Meng Po couldn't help but roll her eyes and pointed to the souls on the Bridge of Helplessness outside the pavilion.

"I don't know if you guys can rest, but this guy almost threw up the Meng Po soup he just drank after watching your performance..."

Hei Yang and Hong Li: "???"

"Hey!"

Meng Po abruptly turned to look at the departed soul, pointed the soup spoon at him, and said with a murderous look, "Don't spit it out, swallow it back, understand?!"

"Ugh, gurgle gurgle, gaah..."

The ghost clutched its neck in agony, its body saying, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to throw up," but its mind told it, "If you throw up, you're doomed!"

For a moment, he was caught in a dilemma, his soul trembled, he gritted his teeth, swallowed hard, and then bent over and squatted on the bridge, retching.

"One more bowl, I... I can't quite remember..."

Hongli and Heiyang: "???"

"Hey! What the hell do you mean?!"

Hei Yang, looking annoyed, couldn't help but shout, "Are you deliberately picking a fight?! Even if our performance is disgusting... ugh, I mean, even if your stomach is bad, you should feel better after drinking this warm soup!"

"Exactly! Why should you be able to forget everything after just one bowl? Who do you think you are? Are you special?"

Hongli bared her teeth and brandished her claws: "Grandma Meng, I think this guy is definitely a spy from an enemy force, definitely not a good guy. I suggest a thorough investigation, no... I suggest just throwing him into the River of Oblivion! Aww!"

With two loud "bangs," Meng Po looked at the two mischievous children scratching their heads and looking aggrieved, and speechlessly put away her soup spoon.

"He choked a little, so the effects were just a bit slower to take hold. The most vivid memory hasn't been completely erased yet..."

Meng Po rolled her eyes and continued ladling soup and handing out bowls: "Next one, those outside, hurry up, we were delayed a bit earlier."

"And what about us?" *2

"You two go and rest..."

"Wuhu! Long live Grandma!"

"..."

Meng Po frowned and fell into deep thought.

"If that's the case, then my ten-thousandth birthday celebration must have happened a long time ago..."

I remember, the King of Hell gave me a day off that day, didn't he?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 237 of the international Convention on the Rights of the Child defines a child as anyone under the age of 18…

"Hooah!"

Under Meng Po's wary gaze, Hei Yang Hong Li put all the small stools they had brought out back into her storage bag, reaching inside to carefully feel around.

What kind of work are they going to give her this time?

Meng Po frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.

Hei Yang took out a broom, and Hong Li took out a dustpan, sweeping away non-existent dust on the ground of the Meng Po Pavilion.

What are you sweeping? The Meng Po Pavilion is much cleaner than your broken brooms!

After confirming that there was no dust on the ground, Hei Yang and Hong Li exchanged a glance, then pulled out a mattress from their storage bags, one mattress after another, and another...

The mattress was folded up, and a sheet was laid on top. The two of them rolled onto the sheet from one side, rolling around with blissful expressions until they collided in the middle, bounced back, and then stood side by side, heads tilted upwards, kicking each other once more.

A large quilt was spread out and wrapped around the two of them, forcing them to squeeze closer to each other, tucking the edges of the quilt under their bodies, and placing soft, large pillows under their heads to ensure they were in the most comfortable position.

Then, the shadowy figure, Hong Li, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, lay flat on the "bed," closed her eyes, and peacefully passed away... peacefully falling asleep.

The boy and girl had serene and peaceful expressions. After closing their eyes, their dead fish eyes disappeared, allowing one to shift their gaze to the other four features on their faces: delicate, beautiful, and dazzling.

Even Meng Po had to admit that these two mischievous children were quite pretty, quiet and lovable, just like two Sleeping Beauties, cough cough...

Even the wailing and howling spirits in the River of Oblivion seemed reluctant to disturb the tranquility, becoming cautious for fear of startling the two.

In an instant, the surrounding atmosphere became harmonious and pleasant...

"Bang! Bang!"

The spoon was used to slap each of their heads once.

"Aww!" *2

Hei Yang Hong Li sat up abruptly, clutching her head in annoyance, and looked at the abuser, Meng Po.

"Grandma Meng, why are you hitting us again?!"

"That's right, didn't we say it was break time?"

"uh-huh?"

Meng Po raised an eyebrow, both amused and annoyed, and said, "I understand that you're supposed to rest and change into a more comfortable position, but..."

Meng Po pointed at the blankets on the two of them and couldn't help but complain, "Didn't I tell you to bring your beds over here?"

What kind of behavior is it to sleep here? This is a workplace!

"Tch, what's so special about it..."

Hong Li pursed her lips, pointed to the sky, and began to argue.

"Look how dark it is, it's time to rest and sleep!"

"Uh……"

Meng Po looked up at the sky. In the hazy sky, there were faint clusters of dim yellow, and in the distance, the horizon was red, as if lava was burning.

However, tiny points of light, like stars, were still embedded in the gray curtain; those were the passages connecting the worlds governed by the underworld...

"Is there a possibility..."

Meng Po's lips twitched a few times, and she couldn't help but say, "Has the sky in the underworld always been like this?"

"Um?!"

Hei Yang's eyes widened, and he exclaimed excitedly, "So, we can sleep forever?!"

"As expected of you, Hei Yang!"

Hongli gave her boyfriend a thumbs up and patted him on the shoulder: "You understand!"

"Hehe, it's just so-so..."

"Ah this..."

Meng Po felt her facial muscles were twitching and a little sore. She rolled her eyes and said, "Then I'll just say you guys work the night shift, okay?"

"!!!"

The two men's expressions changed drastically: "How could this be?!"

"No, absolutely not!"

Hongli crossed her arms and said resolutely, "I will start by refusing to let my boss exploit his employees without restraint!"

"That's it!"

Hei Yang nodded fiercely: "Even if they are temporary workers without social insurance and housing fund benefits, they shouldn't be forced to work overtime like this, right? Should temporary workers be oppressed like this?!"

"Huh? Isn't that how it is?"

Meng Po looked puzzled: "Otherwise, why do you think they're called temporary workers?"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

Meng Po: "..."

"Hey, okay, stop looking at me like that, it makes it seem like I'm abusing you!"