Four Kings and One Queen 1

“Little White TWO!” I was happy to be asked this question because I knew the answer. “Correct… please follow me…” I immediately got goosebumps—oh my, this was a standard Sadako-style female ghost voice! “O-okay…”

I clutched my precious bundle and followed White Impermanence. Suddenly, White Impermanence said: “You know little white plus little white, but I think you need to ponder what little white plus little black equals…” I trembled, for despite my unconventional thoughts, I still shared the ordinary fear of ghosts.

White Impermanence startled me again: “We’re here… the King of Hell is inside… I’m leaving now…” White Impermanence looked at me and slowly floated away.

I swallowed, mustered my courage, and pushed open the door to find the King of Hell playing poker with Black Impermanence. I was stunned; gambling seemed to be the most popular entertainment in the three realms.

“Excuse me…” Before I could finish, the two glared at me, forcing me to swallow my words.

“What?! Can’t you see I’m playing poker? Go register somewhere else!”

Just because you’re the King of Hell, you can act like this? “Damn it! I have a pure gold halo, why would I need to register? I’m here to collect a debt! What are you standing there for? Can’t understand me?”

Black Impermanence was scared away by my shouting. The King of Hell sat stunned for 5 minutes. “When… when did I owe you money?”

I was thrilled; I actually scared the King of Hell speechless for 5 minutes! “You owe my Jade Emperor godfather 150,000 taels of gold, and he owes me, so I came to collect!”

“What proof do you have that the Jade Emperor owes you?” The King of Hell didn’t believe a Jade Emperor would owe a little girl 150,000 taels of gold. “You’re so nosy! Why ask so much? Believe me, I’ll cause chaos in the underworld again!” Though I raised a seemingly powerful little fist, my feet trembled uncontrollably.

But the King of Hell was exactly the type to fall for this.

Women can be truly terrifying! This little girl’s fierce appearance reminds me of my wife when she was young. So fierce as a child—what will she be like when she grows up? Better not to provoke her!

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