RI Chapter 42

Shang Ziming turned to look at the departing figure at the door, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

An melodious phone ringtone echoed in the silent room. Shang Ziming frowned slightly, took out his phone and looked at it. His furrowed brows relaxed, and he said gently, “Qingyao.”

“What have you been busy with these past two days? Why haven’t you called me?” Bai Qingyao pouted and acted coquettishly.

Shang Ziming chuckled softly, “Missing me?”

“No way, don’t be so narcissistic.”

Shang Ziming could easily tell what she meant. He sat down on the sofa, found a comfortable position, and said, “There have been a lot of things going on recently, so we can’t contact each other often. Once I’ve taken care of everything, we’ll get married.”

Upon hearing the word “marriage,” Bai Qingyao’s face flushed slightly, and she muttered, “Okay, you’re busy.”

The assistant beside her smiled slightly upon seeing Bai Qingyao like this, teasingly looking at her.

“You should focus on filming over there these days and don’t leave the set. If you really have to go out, take Ah Hua with you,” Shang Ziming instructed her with concern.

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Si A’si’s temper is becoming more and more impatient, he must guard against him, lest he do anything to Qingyao.

At eleven o’clock late at night, Lei Yun skillfully hung up the lantern at the door. A gust of breeze suddenly came from afar. He turned his head and saw a woman in a cheongsam walking over. Upon closer inspection, it was Li Fang, who had previously come with the high-level commission talisman.

“Innkeeper Lei, you’re back,” Li Fang said with a bow.

Lei Yun nodded in response and led her inside.

“That’s good, my wish has been fulfilled,” Lei Yun walked behind the counter, picked up the account book, crossed out her name with a brush, and made a note next to it.

“I’ve found him, and he’s doing well now, that’s enough.”

Lei Yun shook his head, thinking to himself, “What a devoted person.”

“In that case, your commission is completed.”

Li Fang held up the talisman with both hands and placed it in front of Lei Yun’s face, saying, “Li Fang will keep her promise.”

Lei Yun’s expression was calm as he took the talisman. “Come with me.”

With a wave of his hand, the two instantly arrived on a desolate island.

“Li Fang, you commissioned Changsheng Inn for its services. Now that the service has been completed, are you willing to offer your soul?”

“Li Fang is willing.”

As soon as Li Fang said those words, the clear weather above the island instantly turned into a gust of yin winds. Lei Yun took out three incense sticks from somewhere and lit them, bowing towards Li Fang’s side, “Please, Underworld Runner.”

The three incense sticks burned out instantly, and a blue-robed Underworld Runner appeared beside Li Fang, wearing an official hat and with a long beard. His face was dark and solemn, with an imposing air.

“Innkeeper Lei, long time no see,” said Underworld Runner Old Zheng.

“Indeed, it’s been a while. How have you been recently, Runner Zheng?” Lei Yun greeted him.

“I’m doing well. What can I do for you today?”

Lei Yun looked at Li Fang beside him, “High-level commission, someone who voluntarily offered their soul.”

Old Zheng heard this and examined her for a long time, saying with a hint of regret, “So young, why would you think of such a thing?”

After speaking, he took out his ledger and registered her. Then, he conjured a long chain, restrained Li Fang, waved his hand, and two more Underworld Runners appeared, one dressed in all black and the other in all white.

“Take her back,” Old Zheng instructed.

The two Underworld Runners immediately dragged Li Fang away.

After seeing them leave, Old Zheng quickly approached Lei Yun, put his arm around his shoulder, and said familiarly, “Is it not very peaceful here recently?”

“No,” Lei Yun said with some doubt, wondering when the Underworld Runners had started interfering with human affairs.

Old Zheng looked left and right, perhaps worried that someone would hear.

“It’s okay, this is your barrier, no one can hear.”

Old Zheng suddenly whispered, “Something happened in the Underworld.”

Lei Yun was stunned, looking at him with surprise and confusion.

“The Ghost King rebelled and escaped,” Old Zheng said quietly.

“What?”

“Speak softly, in case the King of the Underworld is listening.”

“Some days ago, the King of the Underworld discovered that the Ghost King had escaped from the Heavenly Prison and was furious, punishing many Underworld Runners. Even I, who am in charge of administration, almost got implicated.”

“That serious?” Lei Yun had never been to the Underworld and was indeed a little curious.

“Of course, the King of the Underworld has ordered that the Ghost King be captured and brought to justice…” Old Zheng continued.

“Now, everyone is looking for him, and the entire Underworld is about to be turned upside down.”

“But some days ago, I got some news that the Ghost King had escaped to the human world. You Underworld Runners can’t go to the human world, and there’s only that one spot each year, so there’s no time to find him, so…”

“So, you want me to help you find him?”

Old Zheng heard this and slapped him on the back, looking like he hated that iron wouldn’t become steel, “Brother, we’ve been working together for thousands of years. Let me think, which of my previous troubles weren’t taken care of by you?”

“I know, I’ll help you find him.”

Old Zheng was speechless. “That’s not what I mean. What I mean is, who in the human world has more opportunities than you now? If I catch the Ghost King, I might be able to gain favor with the King of the Underworld, which is better than me languishing in this inn.”

“You, guarding an inn for thousands of years, aren’t you bored?”

Lei Yun thought about it, and it seemed so. He had been in this inn for thousands of years, and it was definitely boring. Thirty years ago, it was loneliness, but now that there were internet and electronic products, it was still okay.

Old Zheng watched Lei Yun’s face change from solemn to relaxed, and then gradually to joy, grinding his teeth, “Don’t you ever think about how long you’ve lived? Don’t forget, none of your predecessors lived past a thousand years old.”

These words stunned Lei Yun, and after careful reflection, it was indeed true.

Recently, he had indeed been feeling somewhat weak. The energy transformed from the blood pearls was not as easily absorbed as before, and his entire body felt powerless.

“Brother, I need to plan for myself earlier. Maybe, the next heir to my inn has already appeared.”

Old Zheng patted Lei Yun on the shoulder, sighed, and drifted away like the wind.

Chen Dong and the others noticed that after Lei Yun disappeared for a while, his entire demeanor was somewhat low.

At this time, Lei Yun was sitting at the counter, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, sometimes shrugging his brows, his emotions changing constantly within a few short minutes.

The yin people who came to buy medicine trembled when they saw this. They looked at the few living people outside the inn, and then at Lei Yun’s appearance, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Xiaoshan, who had worked as a waiter before, hardened his heart and stepped forward to ask, “What do you want?”

The yin person had also heard from other yin people that the inn had a new waiter, and looking at the appearance, it was probably Zhao Dashan. He hesitated and said, “I want to ask Innkeeper Lei to arrange a ghost marriage for me.”

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