Deputy Yama

Success, great success. The first time I made a move, I received the highest praise. This caused big brother's vanity to be greatly satisfied, and he was even happier than if he had eaten a big bowl of meat. As he ate and drank, the papered metal bridge in London was flawless from late into the night until dawn. Paper-man Zhang used a pen to write the words "Bridge of Helplessness" on the bridge, bringing the entire atmosphere of the work to a climax. Many of the hooligans felt so excited that they were about to cry when they saw how lucky they had been for the whole night. Even though he might have just cooked the paste all night, or cut the paper all night.

The morning's Village Chen was shrouded in mist. The morning practitioners had just woken up when they saw a group of red-furred and green-furred hooligans carrying a paper bridge towards the village entrance.

I stood at the entrance of the village, drew an extremely large circle, circled the entire metal bridge, and then solemnly wrote down Wu Chengen's name.

The fire was lit. Seeing the paper bridge burning in the fire, everyone shouted excitedly. The old man who directed the burning of paper products every day was the happiest. Nonsense, how could he not be happy? This paper bridge was like a bridge, just how much wood and grass fertilizer would he need to contribute to it?

Paper-man Zhang and I stood side by side in front of the paper bridge. The firelight illuminated our faces red.

Paper-man Zhang said, "Your bridge is called Bridge of Helplessness, you can't move it easily if you put it down, and it's not something that can be carried away just because someone wants to. With that, he looked at me proudly, "This is my unique skill. Even if the Heavenly Court spills more water in the Underworld, you don't have to worry about the bridge being destroyed."

Damn it, I suddenly thought of a question. Where would this bridge fall from? Last time, the Triumph Sect directly appeared on top of Wu Chengen's head, but this time, he didn't even know where they would land. If this Bridge Suppression Spell was added, no one would be able to move it. My god, I didn't even dare to think about it.

I patted Paper-man Zhang on the shoulder. "Old brother, I will go first, bring those hooligans over to the paper man —"

After saying that, I greeted the camel, and told him to take care of his little brother. I left the house, went straight to the entrance of the village, and took a taxi to Fanjiayuan. After arriving at the Fanjiayuan, he ignored those peculiar gazes and jogged into the shop.

"Do not fall into the plaza," I muttered to myself along the way. "Do not fall into the plaza," I did not even care about being called by the Old Man Liu. I pulled out the gourd stopper and stood in the blue light, my mouth still mumbling, "Don't fall in the square."

I was sent into Netherworld, Gate of the Yama King Palace. The 200-meter bridge sloped over the Arc de Triomphe. The Black and White Impermanence stood in front of the bridge, helpless.

I walked over, "My lord, where is Wu?"

"Don't scold, don't scold," Wu Chengen's voice came from under the iron bridge, "I'm under the bridge."

"Didn't I tell you to prepare for the bridge?" I asked.

Wu Chengen was speechless, only after a long while did he speak, "Who knows when your bridge will arrive, I am currently researching the gate, when a bridge in the sky suddenly descends!"

"Xie, Faan, lend a hand and fish this guy out," I said as the Black and White Impermanence and I freed Wu Chengen from under the bridge. This time, he was pressed in a deadlock and it took him a long time to recover.

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, why is this bridge so heavy? Even I can't lift it with my magic!"

I pointed at the inscriptions on the bridge and said, "That's right, if anyone can use a spell to take away the Bridge of Helplessness, then whoever loses it will get their hands on it. This is a specially carved Bridge Suppressing Curse."

White Impermanence: "Hehe, then what do we do now? This bridge should be at least a few hundred tons in weight! "

"Unless someone can lift the bridge and carry it to the side of the Bridge of Helplessness."

When White Impermanence heard my words, she said depressingly, "Let alone a Herculean, even without magic, a thousand Hercules wouldn't be able to carry this bridge away!"

I asked. "How far is this from the Bridge of Helplessness?"

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, this is the center of the Fengdu City, 33 miles to the four city gates. The Bridge of Helplessness is right outside the east gate. The road from the plaza to the east gate is called the Road to River Styx. "

Damn it, thirty-three miles, sixteen kilometers … It would take me more than two hours to get there, let alone carrying anything else. This is way too hard for me.

I pulled out my cell phone and checked it. It was only a little over nine o'clock, about four hours before twelve. He didn't have enough time. It seemed like he could only use the old method.

I said to the Black and White Impermanence, "Send me up to the roof and ring the Soul Gathering Bell."

The Black and White Impermanence didn't have any better ideas, so they each grabbed one of my arms and flew up.

I took the drumstick and fiercely knocked it twice. As usual, I saw the entire city surging with people. I immediately called for the Black and White Impermanence to send me down.

ghosts rushed over from all directions, surging with power. However, the situation this time was much better than last time. Many people wore new clothes and no longer used paper money to paste their clothes. There were also many others who were very coquettish. Four attendants were carrying a sedan chair, while a boy and a girl were clearing the path in front. On the sedan sat a beautiful girl dressed in revealing clothes.

The one leading them, was still the Old Man Lee who loved to show off.

I stood on the steps and smiled at them. I don't need to say it, everyone has seen it. There were still more people wearing paper clothes. It seemed like the gap between rich and poor was slowly widening. The wealthy ghosts s gathered into a pile, while the poor ghosts s gathered into a pile as well.

However, I am not here to discuss paper products with them. After signalling for them to quiet down, I said loudly to the 120 million dead spirits, "My friends, we have met again. I am very pleased to see that the lives of my friends have improved."

When the ghosts heard me say this, the ghosts who had already stepped into a well-off life, loudly thanked me. The ghosts who were still wearing their clothes of paper money sighed, and loudly cursed their family members in the mortal world.

I suddenly realized that my actions had made some people rich. But I don't have time.

As we all know, last time, when the Bridge of Helplessness was destroyed by the water, many souls that were about to be reincarnated were trapped in the Underworld, "I said bitterly." Before, you guys didn't have enough to eat or wear in the Underworld, but now, even though some of your ghost friends have gotten rich, most of them are still wearing paper clothes. This is my fault.

My words resonated with many poor dead spirits, they were like me, with tears in their eyes. Seeing that I was almost done with my life, I said, "In order to allow everyone to be reincarnated as soon as possible and not to have a hard time in the underworld, I spent a huge sum of money to build a new Bridge of Helplessness. With this Bridge, I can restore the speed of reincarnation and help you all to live less hardships."

The ghosts who was dressed in gold and silver, in contrast, did not care at all. Life here was so cozy, why did he have to reincarnate?

I ignored them and continued, "However, this bridge has fallen on the square, and is still a long way from the Bridge of Helplessness. Because the Bridge of Helplessness is engraved on the bridge, it cannot be moved by magic and can only be moved by humans, so I hope that everyone can lend a hand and bring the bridge to the river, allowing everyone to be reincarnated as soon as possible."

When they heard that I was doing it in order for them to be able to reincarnate soon, they all responded, "Lord Yama, tell me what to do!" "Lord Yama, even if we have to use our teeth, we have to bite the bridge to the side of the river." "Lord Yama, give the order!" Lord Yama, you have foresight, and for the sake of your Netherworld flourishing for an eternity, even if we die from exhaustion, it's worth it. "

I had already been moved to tears, but this was still not enough. I still had to add more details, and shift the topic of hatred away, "Also, the Heavenly Court sent people, telling us to finish this by 12 o'clock. They are clearly saying that we cannot finish this, and want to see the joke of our Netherworld. Do you think we can agree to that? "

"No way!" With the Heavenly Court in charge of pulling the aggro, the crowd instantly became angry.

"Can we give in?"

"Impossible-"

"Can that thirty-three miles of Road to River Styx stop us?"

"Impossible-"

"We must bring honor to the Netherworld, and let those old masters who are high and mighty in the Heavenly Court see our abilities, see our determination! See how we rebuilt the Bridge of Helplessness! "

"Hehe, put up the Bridge of Helplessness!" White Impermanence raised her arms and shouted.

"Set up the Bridge of Helplessness!" "Set up the Bridge of Helplessness!" The crowd of ghosts were stirred up, and I didn't need to mobilize anymore as they all swarmed towards the iron bridge. No matter how big and heavy the iron bridge was, it couldn't stop one hundred and twenty million ghosts's power. At this moment, the emotions in the ghosts had been completely roused, and even if I say that I can't take it anymore, even if I am the King of Hell and the sponsor, if I were to say it out loud, I will be drowned in the flood of dead ghosts. The iron bridges were pulled down from the Triumph Gate, and one by one, the ghosts used their bodies to support the hard bridges. The 200-meter-long iron bridge was moving, heading east.

My heart finally settled down as I said to White Impermanence, "Go outside and wait for Mighty Miracle God and the others. I'll lead some people to send the bridge over first."

White Impermanence nodded, then teleported to the store.

I jumped down the steps, rolled up my sleeves, and joined the rest of the Bridge of Fortune. The road from Hades' Hall to the East Gate was full of dead men. There were old ghosts, little ghosts, and female ghosts. No matter how strong they were, the ghosts would throw in all of their effort to help. The Bridge of Helplessness was slowly moving, and the ghosts used his hands to send the bridge forward.

Some of the dead were deformed by the iron bridge's pillars, but they still struggled to lift it.