Chapter 1 Yuan Mu Ye

Yuan Mu Ye slowly opened his eyes, feeling sore all over, as if he had been run over by something, even his bones ached.

"It hurts!" Yuan Mu Ye sat up slowly.

"It serves you right. I warned you not to pay attention to those ghosts. You didn't listen and insisted on looking," the old man glanced at him and said.

Yuan Mu Ye wanted to explain, but he thought better of it. It was useless to say anything now. What was done was done, and nothing could change it.

The most important thing was that he was still alive.

"Thank you for saving me," Yuan Mu Ye said politely to the old man.

The old man chuckled and said, "I'm not used to you being so polite with me."

Yuan Mu Ye was stunned. Could it be that he used to have a bad attitude towards the old man?

That shouldn't be!

Or maybe they used to be very close!

He couldn't imagine what kind of relationship they had before.

Yuan Mu Ye jumped off the boat. Strangely, from the moment he jumped off the boat, he heard all kinds of cries in his ears—adults, children, women…

Without exception, these cries came from the river.

"Why are there cries?" Yuan Mu Ye looked at the old man in confusion. After all, when he was on the boat earlier, he only heard the voice that confused him, and no cries.

The old man sighed and said, "Those ghosts are all trying to go to the depths of the underworld to appeal their grievances, but unfortunately, they can't get in, so they can only cry outside."

Yuan Mu Ye frowned slightly. He always thought there were many grievances in the human world, but he didn't expect the underworld to have them too.

Although he felt sorry for those ghosts, his power was not enough to help.

After all, he couldn't even handle his own affairs, so how could he help these ghosts?

"Where are we going next?" Yuan Mu Ye refocused his attention.

Now he needed to focus on his own affairs, so he didn't want to be affected by these things.

"Come with me!"

After saying that, the old man walked forward.

Yuan Mu Ye quickly followed.

After walking for about four or five minutes, Yuan Mu Ye saw a palace in the distance.

However, this palace was different from the palaces he had seen before. This palace was black, completely black.

The old man led Yuan Mu Ye to the palace gate. Looking at the towering palace, Yuan Mu Ye felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, as if he had been here before.

Maybe it was in a previous life!

"Who lives in this palace? Could it be King Yama?" Yuan Mu Ye asked curiously.

It seemed that King Yama should be living in the depths of the underworld.

The old man shook his head and looked at Yuan Mu Ye calmly, saying, "King Yama has been missing for some time."

King Yama was missing?

Yuan Mu Ye opened his eyes in disbelief. All matters in the underworld were under King Yama's control. If he was missing, who would be in charge?

"No wonder the order in the underworld is so chaotic now. So King Yama is missing," Yuan Mu Ye said casually.

However, the old man's answer shocked him again.

"Even if he were still in the underworld, the order of the underworld wouldn't be much better."

Yuan Mu Ye looked at the old man with a puzzled expression, really not understanding.

If even King Yama couldn't manage the order of the underworld, then who could?

But then again, why would King Yama disappear for no reason?

Could it be that something happened?

Or was he kidnapped by evil ghosts?

But it seemed that those evil ghosts shouldn't have such courage and ability!

Besides, the depths of the underworld were not a place where evil ghosts could come as they pleased.

"Didn't the people of the underworld look for him?" Yuan Mu Ye looked at the old man and asked.

"Of course they looked, but they didn't find him."

As the old man spoke, he walked to the door, raised his hand, and knocked on the door. The crisp knock sounded particularly abrupt in the silent environment.

After a moment, the gate of the palace slowly opened.

A ghost dressed in black poked his head out from the door and glanced outside. When he saw that it was the old man, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Lord Wangchuan, why are you here today?"

"I brought someone here today who might be able to help you find King Yama," the old man said calmly.

The ghost's expression froze obviously, and then he looked at Yuan Mu Ye, who was standing behind the old man. After looking Yuan Mu Ye up and down, he frowned slightly and said, "Lord Wangchuan, don't joke with me at a time like this. He's just an ordinary little ghost. Even we have no solution, how could he possibly have a solution?"

Yuan Mu Ye also agreed with the ghost's view.

He never dreamed that the old man would bring him here to help the underworld find King Yama.

"He's not an ordinary little ghost. When he was in the underworld, you don't even know where you were. Alright, take us to see the Judge," the old man obviously didn't want to say so much to the ghost.

The ghost hesitated for a moment, then led them into the palace.

After entering the palace, Yuan Mu Ye, perhaps because it was his first time here, wanted to see how the palace of the underworld was different, so he kept looking around, and everything he saw felt new.

The ghost led them to the back garden of the palace.

When Yuan Mu Ye came to the back garden, he was also startled by the scene in front of him. He had seen many gardens, but this was the first time he had seen a garden like this.

It was said to be a garden, but there was only one kind of flower inside, the Hell Flower blooming in the depths of Hell.

In human terms, it was the *bi an hua* (flower of the afterlife).

The usual *bi an hua* were red, but the *bi an hua* blooming here were black, corresponding well with the black palace.

"The two of you, please sit for a while. I will go and call Judge Lord out."

After saying that, the ghost turned and left.

As soon as he left, Yuan Mu Ye couldn't help but ask the old man, "Why do you think I can find King Yama?"

The old man glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "Because even if you don't look for him, he will come to find you. If I'm not mistaken, the two of you may have already met."

When he heard this, Yuan Mu Ye's heart thumped. He had met many evil ghosts, but he didn't believe that he had met King Yama.

"How is that possible? If I had really met him, how could I not know?"

Yuan Mu Ye felt it was unlikely.

"King Yama went to the human world, do you think he would show himself in his true form?" The old man asked him rhetorically.

Yuan Mu Ye thought it made sense. After all, he didn't show himself in his true form when he came to the underworld.

But then again, he had seen so many evil ghosts and people, who knew which one was King Yama!