"Hey hey hey, alright alright, get up get up!"

Yan Luo, beaming with delight, pulled An Bao up. He chuckled foolishly while leading An Bao to the desk and pulling open a drawer.

Then, only after the King of Hell had tossed and turned for a while inside, did he pull out a withered flower and hand it to An Bao. Then, with a burp, he said, “Here you go.”

"What is this?"

This is a mandala flower, the best for tempering a demon's body. You give this to... well, human or demon or god or ghost... oh, just whoever you want to save. Just have them take it, and everything will be fine.

As the King of Hell spoke, he shoved the mandala flower into An Bao's arms and then flung himself back onto the sofa. ...

Asleep!

“Huh? Dad? Wake up?” Anbao looked at Yanluo who was asleep on the sofa, even snoring, with an innocent face. She shook his body, but found that the other party didn't move at all. She looked at Mu Yunshang strangely and asked, “Third Uncle, what’s wrong with Dad? Did he fall asleep because he was too tired?”

“......”

Mu Yunshang felt that the direction of this matter was too strange...

So strange, he didn't know what to say.

After a long while, Mu Yun Shang finally said, "He must be tired. After all, he's the King of Hell, with countless things to attend to..."

"Oh! Alright! Then let's go back quickly! Uncle Three, you don't have to die young, yeah! Are you happy?"

An Bao thought Mu Yun Shang made sense, and didn't think too much about it. She simply laughed and shook the Manju Sha Hua in her hand, looking happy.

"Hmm... Happy, I suppose?"

Mu Yun Shang said this when he was really hesitant!

Well, how do I put this...

It seems like a real bargain not having to spend thirty years of your life to save someone.

But...

My own niece has somehow acquired another godfather...

This godfather is still one cup over...

This thing, how to say it, is a bit magical.

Anbao didn't hesitate, happily grabbing Mu Yunshang's hand and leaving.

They saw the ox-head and horse-face still waiting outside as soon as they stepped out.

Seeing An Bao come out, Le giggled and asked, "Is everything done?"

"Mmm mmm! Daddy's already taken care of Anbao, huh!"

Anbao nodded her little head and excitedly asked.

"Daddy?"

"That's right! Just now, Uncle Big Beard, that is, Godfather, insisted on An Bao recognizing him, and then An Bao recognized him."

Upon hearing Anbao's words, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face both stared in astonishment, their mouths agape!

What?

King Yama, are you adopting a goddaughter?

This...this...this...this...

Didn't they wake up today?

"Alright! Uncle Oxhead, Uncle Horseface, Anbao has something to do and needs to go now! Anbao will definitely send you more good things in return in a few days!"

An Bao said, then waved to the ox-head and horse-face, bidding farewell and leaving.

Until Anbao left, Niu Tou Ma Mian was still a bit confused.

"You're saying... Yama wouldn't be crazy, would he?"

"Who knows? After all, Yama's thoughts are not something we little people can guess. So...perhaps he has other considerations?"

“How is that possible? What kind of being is the Yama King? A god! If he acknowledges this girl as his daughter, then without a doubt, when his reign ends after ten thousand years and the throne of the Yama Hall changes hands, he will undoubtedly have his daughter inherit it. Even if she’s just a foster daughter, she's still his daughter!”

"Hmm... seems like we'll have to be more respectful when we encounter that girl in the future. Who knows, she might just be our superior someday, hmm, the current young master!"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's how it should be! So, should Master send us things again in the future? Should we accept them or not?"

Of course, you're welcome! Those are all gifts from the young master!"

At this point, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but giggle.

You have to know, these officials in Huangquan (the underworld) rarely receive anything from their families on the mortal realm because their relatives are no longer alive.

Therefore, although they had always known that the world above was highly technologically advanced, and some souls frequently used new technologies sent by their relatives from above, making them envious.

After all...

Although they are ghost messengers, they still have to follow the rules.

The only way they received things was through the offerings burned by those above them in their worship!

If no one offered them sacrifices, they naturally would not get those things.

Most importantly...

Over the past century, faith has gradually been lost, and very few people will commemorate these people.

But...

They never thought that one day, they would also receive those offerings!

That was Anbao when she was two years old, burned down!

Moreover, it's still important to specify offerings for Yanluo and all the ghost officials in the Netherworld!

Probably because this happiness came too suddenly, Yan Luo directly went to investigate and met An Bao...

At that time, Anbao was two years old, even more innocent, and couldn't even speak clearly.

However, when she saw Yama appear, An Bao still didn't cry. Instead, she curiously looked at Yama.

Seeing that the child wasn't crying, Yama was also curious and asked, “Did you burn the wrong offering?”

At that time, Anbao was earnestly gesticulating with his hands and feet, babbling away in explanation.

After explaining for a long time, Yan Luo finally understood what An Bao meant to be...

Because An Bao is still young, she's worried that no one will burn paper for her in the future, so she decided to start saving money from a young age!

But Anbao didn't trust burning money for other ghosts, so she just gave less to Yama and his crew!

Thus, Yanluo and the others are officials after all, they can't just spend it randomly, right? They would definitely leave her some!

This way, when An Bao has lived for decades in the human world and then dies and goes to the underworld, she won't have to worry about running out of money!

Despite being young, Anbao is remarkably quick-witted.

Unfortunately...

At that time, Yan Luo didn't tell An Bao at all that they were Huang Quan, not a bank!

Whatever is burned for someone belongs to that person. Where can it be left for you?

But it was also because of this accident that Yan Luo and An Bao got to know each other...

An Bao told Mu Yun Shang about how she met Yan Luo on the way back.

Mu Yun Shang hearing this, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said: "An Bao, you, weren't you tricked?"

"Huh?"

Anbao looked at Mu Yunshang with confusion, her face full of questions.

"All that money you burned before, do you think they'll ever let you keep it? I mean, look at their underworld headquarters! Look at all those lights… Wouldn't it be that your own savings are what they're using?"

As Mu Yun Shang spoke, he felt his suspicions were quite reasonable. Even... he believed this was highly likely the truth.

“……”

An Bao fell silent.

Anbao flat mouth.

Anbao wanted to cry.

Anbao's eyes welled up with tears, but she quickly blinked them back. Then, suddenly, she spoke, "My third uncle is right, they must have been deceiving Anbao before! But it doesn't matter now!"

Why?

"Anbao has the right of inheritance!!!"

"!!!"

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