piratefiction Chapter 8 Judge Cui's kidneys need to be replenished!
Chapter 8 Judge Cui's kidneys need to be replenished!
Chu Jiang looked at Judge Cui.
This top figure in the underworld, the chief judge under the Ten Kings of Hell, was now asking me for a bowl of water in a consultative tone.
This script is wrong.
"My lord, you're being too polite."
Chu Jiang immediately put on a smile, looking exactly like himself in his past life when he was begging his boss to approve the budget.
He walked enthusiastically to the riverbank and scooped up a handful of clear river water.
Water gathered in his palm, radiating a soft, golden light of merit.
"Senior Meng Po can use it, but it's for the great cause of reincarnation, to benefit all living beings."
"If you need it, it's for the sake of building the rule of law in the underworld, and you've devoted yourself to it wholeheartedly."
As Chu Jiang spoke, he used his soul power to condense a crystal-clear jade bottle and carefully filled it with the water from his palm.
He just glanced at it with his Netherworld Eye.
The judge was surrounded by an incredibly dense golden light of merit, but beneath that golden light, the light representing the divine power of law was frantically consuming his life force.
Especially around the waist, a dark aura was faintly visible.
It's obvious that he works overtime all year round, constantly juggling the yin and yang worlds; even an iron kidney couldn't withstand it.
Chu Jiang handed over the jade bottle filled with holy water of merit, speaking with heartfelt sincerity.
"Lord, you are busy with countless affairs every day, working hard for the Underworld, which has greatly depleted your soul power."
"Take this water; consider it a perk the underworld gives to its outstanding employees."
Judge Cui reached out and took the jade bottle.
He looked at the holy water in the bottle, radiating vitality, and a muscle seemed to twitch slightly on his face, which had remained unchanged for millennia.
"Welfare?"
He pondered the word, seemingly finding it somewhat novel.
Chu Jiang nodded, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
"Yes, welfare. Even in the underworld, we should show some concern for ghosts."
"If a core member like you were to collapse from exhaustion, what a huge loss that would be!"
Judge Cui remained silent.
He held the jade bottle, feeling a warm, nourishing sensation in his palm, which seemed to alleviate some of the weariness that had been lingering deep within his soul.
He gave Chu Jiang a deep look.
"I won't take your things for nothing."
Judge Cui took out a palm-sized black token from his sleeve, on which were engraved two large characters in ancient seal script: "Investigate".
On the back of the token is a fierce-looking Qilin.
"This is the Inspection Order from the Inspectorate. With this order, within the underworld, one can see officials of a higher rank and execute without prior approval."
"At your ferry crossing, there are many people and a lot of gossip, so there are bound to be some who don't know their place. This order will save you a lot of trouble."
Judge Cui handed the token to Chu Jiang.
Chu Jiang's eyes lit up; this was a good thing.
It's practically a combination of an imperial edict and the armband of a city management captain.
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
He accepted it without hesitation.
Judge Cui nodded, seemingly relieved of a worry.
He put away the jade bottle, turned around and stepped onto the golden road, preparing to leave.
Before leaving, he suddenly stopped and turned back to ask a question.
"Ghostly concern, did you invent that term?"
Chu Jiang paused for a moment, then chuckled.
"I suppose so. Lord Underworld, why don't you talk to King Yama about giving our Underworld civil servants paid annual leave and weekends off?"
Judge Cui's back visibly stiffened for a moment.
He did not answer, and his figure quickly disappeared into the crack in the sky.
The golden avenue then vanished.
The Sanzu Ferry has returned to its original dark and mysterious state, but the river water remains clear.
Chu Jiang played with the patrol order in his hand, in a great mood.
Today's move was worthwhile.
No, it's an absolute steal!
But before he could even enjoy his happiness for two minutes, he was stunned by what he saw.
"Lord Chu! Immortal Chu! Please save me!"
"I offer up all my possessions, a piece of ancestral ghost iron!"
"Me! Me! Me! I'm at the front of the line! I helped eighty-eight elderly ladies cross the street during my lifetime; my merits are immense!"
Before anyone knew it, the ferry dock was already crowded with a dark mass of souls.
The quantity is more than ten times greater than before.
These wandering souls stretched out their necks and waved their arms, completely blocking the ferry crossing.
The scene was even more exaggerated than a subway station during the morning rush hour in the real world.
Even Judge Cui and Meng Po personally certified this blessed land; who wouldn't want to come and share in its glory?
Taking a boat on the Chu River is like buying a VIP reincarnation package for your next life.
When the news spread, all the wandering ghosts within a thousand miles who were still able to move rushed here with their families.
"Don't push! Don't push! If you keep pushing, you'll scatter your soul!"
"Ouch! Who stepped on my foot?! I was a wealthy man in my past life, how dare you step on me?"
"What's a rich man like that! I'm a general!"
The area is closed.
Several burly ghosts, who looked like bullies in life, squeezed their way from the back of the line to the front, relying on their solidified souls.
"Get out of my way! All of you, get out of my way!"
The leader, a scarred-faced demon, shoved aside a skinny old demon and roared arrogantly.
"I've never had to wait in line while I'm alive, committing murder and arson! Do you think I'll let a bunch of trash like you block my way in the underworld?"
His henchmen also joined in the commotion.
"That's right! Lord Chu, isn't he? Hurry up! Set sail for us brothers first! Otherwise, we'll tear down this lousy ferry crossing!"
They rushed to the front, looking fierce and menacing, ready to jump onto the spirit boat to the underworld.
The queuing ghosts dared not speak out in anger and retreated in disarray.
Chu Jiang had just put away the inspection order when he saw this scene, but he didn't even frown.
He picked up the cup of tea on the stone table, which had gone cold, and gently blew on it.
"When did my ferry crossing turn into a vegetable market?"
He put down his teacup and looked up at the scarred-faced devil.
"Tell me, what were you trying to do just now?"
When the scarred-faced demon saw Chu Jiang speak to him, he assumed Chu Jiang was afraid and became even more smug.
"Kid, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and help us cross the river! If you serve us well, you'll get your share of the rewards!"
"otherwise……"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Chu-Jiang raised his hand and lightly flicked his finger at him.
Snapped.
A crisp snap of the fingers.
The arrogant expression on the scarred-faced demon's face froze instantly.
A water whip formed from holy water of merit shot out of the river without warning and precisely wrapped around his waist.
"ah--!"
Scarface only had time to let out a scream before the water whip lashed him through the air, sending him flying in a graceful arc.
"thump!"
He was slammed heavily into the distant section of the river, where the resentment was still strongest and had not yet been fully purified.
Countless struggling remnant souls and vengeful ghosts instantly surrounded it, the sounds of tearing and screaming blending together.
His henchmen were so terrified they were practically invisible; their legs went weak, and they all knelt on the ground.
"M-My lord, spare us! We...we came with him! It has nothing to do with us!"
Chu Jiang walked up to them and looked down at them.
"None of your business?"
He stretched out his finger and made a few gestures in the air.
The water whip strikes again.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Several more splashes of water were heard.
Those evil spirits were neatly thrown into the "fishpond" to provide a feast for the vengeful souls who had been starving for countless years.
The entire ferry crossing fell instantly so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the spirits stared at Chu Jiang with the look of someone looking at a monster, not daring to utter a sound.
Chu Jiang clapped his hands, as if brushing off dust.
He walked to a huge black rock on the shore, stretched out his finger, and began to carve words on it in a flamboyant style.
Soul power flowed, and stone chips flew everywhere.
Soon, lines of sharp, golden characters appeared on the rock.
【Instructions for taking the ferry at Santu Ferry Terminal】
1. Queue up, take your number, board the ship, and refrain from making noise.
Second, those who cut in line should be thrown into the river to cool off.
3. Those in urgent need can use the VIP channel.
IV. VIP Qualification Acquisition Methods: 1. Redeem with great merits accumulated during one's lifetime; 2. Purchase with a large amount of ghost money.
V. The final interpretation right belongs to Chu Jiang, the ferryman.
After finishing writing, Chu Jiang withdrew his finger, took two steps back, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
He cleared his throat and spoke loudly to the group of petrified souls below.
"From now on, this is the rule here."
"If you have any opinions, you can raise them."
He paused, then smiled.
"I'm not going to listen anyway."