rubbed my temples, trying to remember."Joe... Little Joe... Mu Xia Qiao..."Who is calling me"Little Qiao! Come back to your senses!"My brother patted me on the shoulder, and I suddenly woke up."How di...I'm about to cry, I didn't look back... It wasn't even a conscious choice to just turn my head slightly

I heard that if you encounter a pack of wolves, if the alpha wolf mounts your shoulders from behind, you should never turn around. Because turning your head would expose the most vulnerable part of your neck to their sharp teeth.

This gaping maw, cold and repulsive, must be waiting to bite my neck in two, right

The pain in my chest began to intensify, and blood seeped out drop by drop.

The monster behind me suddenly loosened its grip on my shoulders and muttered, "Forgive... forgive..."

It let go of me, and I immediately trembled and ran forward. Behind me, some dismembered demons were cackling evilly—how terrifying...

Why would I fall here!

I haven't done anything wrong!

This place is pitch black! It's surrounded by icy cold ghostly energy! There are monsters and demons swirling around me, not even a single ghost can be seen! Even the demons are eating each other and no one cares!

Why do I have to walk such a terrifying path!

Could it be that because I didn't die two years ago, many people had to sacrifice themselves in that formation So this karmic debt is on me!

But I was completely in the dark... Jiang Qiyun didn't tell me anything!

I ran forward with tears in my eyes, the surroundings like a deep tunnel. A glimmer of light appeared ahead, it was the exit!

Just as I was about to rush out, a gust of fetid wind swept through the exit. I immediately stopped, but the ghostly figures behind me, as if attracted by it, circled me with eerie laughter and all charged towards the door.

"Bang!!" A huge axe slammed down at the entrance of the passage, splitting the ghosts to shreds. The blade scraped past my nose and chest, tearing through my shirt.

I was so frightened that I collapsed, staring blankly as a minor deity from the underworld appeared before me.

"Well... you actually dodged the first punishment... Looks like you're not so bad after all..." That Ox-Head said to me in a low, rumbling voice.

"Tears welled up in my eyes: “...I haven't done anything wrong.”

"How did you come to the Underworld from the Ghost Path" The Ox-Head asked, puzzled. "Only those full of evil would fall here, and inside they'd be bitten by the Devouring Ghostscale. How are you unharmed"

What is evil, and what are boundaries

Just now, that swollen big face was Chi Guo, the monster from legend that feeds on evil spirits.

I cautiously replied, "I fell into the Netherworld of a Million Ghosts, so I'm covered in evil spirits."

The ox head seemed to understand and let me walk out of the Ghostly Path completely.

I let out a breath, just about to ask for directions, when I saw him raise the giant axe again and bring it down in a single blow!

The biting wind stung my face, and the tears I hadn't shed before welled up again.

“Huh Why haven’t you left yet” The Ox-Head turned to look at me: “It’s rare to see a soul as complete as yours. You should leave quickly. Being influenced by evil spirits for too long, even if you reincarnate, you’ll be sickly.”

"I want to ask Huangquan... how do I get there..."

The ox-head shook the axe, flinging the remaining limbs. The scattered pieces on the ground made me want to vomit, covering my mouth hastily.

"Just follow this plank road forward, and you'll see the platform of Forgotten Wine! Go there and you'll know!"

I dared not ask anymore, running desperately along the plank road.

It's so scary here, is Jiang Qiyun staying in a place like this

I stared at the endless abyss of mist below and the towering mountain range stretching before me, lost in thought. How vast is the Underworld, really

It should be like the nine heavens, a boundless and limitless concept, right

The wine-tasting platform stood tall upon a vast plain. I could faintly see ripples in the distance, was that the Yellow Springs

"Hey hey, why aren't you queuing!" a woman shouted at me angrily: "Queue up to drink the magic potion!"

The woman was dressed in ancient attire, with her sleeves rolled up to reveal her forearms. Two ghost officials stood beside her, helping her boil soup, while she stood and gave orders.

"Can I skip it" I asked cautiously.

"Won't you have some" Her pretty face hardened, and she pointed behind her. "Those who refuse to drink meet this fate, especially those of you who came from the Underworld!"

Behind her stood a line of malevolent spirits who refused to drink the soul-stealing broth. Each one was maimed and broken, presumably gnawed by rusty blades and cleaved by oxen heads.

The ghost was nailed to the ground with iron hooks, and the ghost catcher shoved a copper tube into its throat, roughly pouring in soup before kicking it away.

This... the daily workload is just too much, even the ghouls are getting irritable....

"See, drink it obediently." The woman handed me a bowl.

This bowl of stuff has a strong smell of alcohol. I frowned and asked, "Can I not drink this Jiang Qiyun told me to wait for him by the Huangquan River, he didn't say anything about making me drink this..."

"Who is Jiang Qiyun"

"Your Imperial Majesty…"

The woman was taken aback and shouted, "Are you crazy How could the Emperor of Hell break the rules of the underworld And why would he care if a mere mortal like you drinks soup or not!"

"It's true, I have his seal—" I raised my hand and touched it, but there was no seal on my chest, only blood on my hand.

The woman huffed and said, "Don't bull** me! All of you who came out from the Devil's Path are bad guys! Get someone to pour her some soup!"

I was scared and took a step back. After drinking the love potion, I forgot everything about him. What if he hits me

The ghost messenger stroked his chin and said, "Meng Shu, I think this ghost is rather peculiar... How could someone who came out from the Devil's Path be so complete Look at her, her body and mind are both fine, and there's even blood flowing from her chest. How can a ghost bleed She looks just like a living person..."

Meng Shu frowned and looked at me, asking, "What's your name"

"Mu Xiaoqiao."

Meng Shu tilted her head: "…Why is there blood on your chest"

I don't know why It's just been bleeding all the time!

She rolled up her sleeves and walked over, tugging at my ragged clothes. "Let me see what's going on—"

Her clothes ripped, she looked at me in disbelief: “You have the undying blood curse! Who are you!”

"I am Jiang... I am the wife you, the Emperor, have been betrothed to in a spiritual marriage..." I looked at my chest. Where was any curse All I saw was blood!

Meng Shu jumped in fright: "No wonder the name sounded familiar... We heard your name when we were chatting casually. What's wrong with you"

"Could you let me pass first I'm afraid if I'm late, Jiang... uh, Your Majesty will be angry."

He might actually hit me.

Meng Shu nodded and said, "It's possible, but you have to wear this rain cloak and sit on a bamboo raft across the river. Because you haven't had the soup, you can't cross the Naihe Bridge."

I gazed at the river flowing beneath the bamboo raft, one by one, souls imprisoned below, gazing upward at those above.

I couldn't help but ask, "Why are they under the river"

The little ghost rolled his eyes: "It's the lovesick fools who refuse to drink the Meng Po soup. They have to wait a thousand years here, watching their beloved cross the Naihe Bridge three times or more, only then can they be reborn with memories. Little Madam, wrap yourself well in your raincoat, don't let these idiots discover you. If they find out we're letting you in through the back door, they'll capsize the boat and drag you down."

My God, I huddled into a ball on the raft, sheltering my head with my raincoat.

This place is terrifying... People in the world indulge in pleasure and pursue desires. Where would they believe in such harsh laws to reward good and punish evil

The bamboo raft gradually approached the shore. The ghost attendants beside me suddenly prostrated themselves on the raft. Just as I was puzzled, the raincoat on my body was suddenly ripped off and thrown into the river!

"Oh—!!" I shrank back in fright.

Before me lay a hem embroidered with black dragon patterns. A cold hand gripped the back of my neck, lifting me up.

"... Mu, Xiao, Qiao!"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

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Chi Guo: The god of gluttony.

The Meng Po Stage: pronounced "Mèng Pō tái," the fourth tone of yu. The Jade Emperor ordered Meng Po, the goddess of oblivion, to build this stage in the Netherworld.to my brother."Why is that I invested a lot of money. I want the administration building and factory to be close, that area looks pretty good, so large." My brother, with his generous wealth, pointed...