Chapter 66: Becoming A Godfather
After seeing that he couldn’t even become a ghost, Wu Sheng immediately confessed.
He recounted in detail how he had persecuted Li Meng.
Afterwards, under King Yama’s arrangement, Wu Sheng was directly sent to the eighteen layers of hell to suffer the ordeal of having his body boiled in oil for eighty-one years.
Just thinking about the scene was stimulating. Fried from after 3 AM, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, golden human figures. Holy crap, served with some soy milk, cough cough cough.
After the matter was concluded, I originally intended to take Xue Pan directly back to the mortal world.
But King Yama, that old master, insisted on keeping me for a chat.
Originally, I was anxious to leave, afraid that he would punish me for entering the underworld privately.
However, looking at the situation, it seemed I was overthinking it.
I had no choice but to let Xue Pan return first, also afraid that he would take a liking to some women down there and cause trouble.
After King Yama brought me into his mansion, he prepared a banquet.
Holy crap, this is not the kind of treatment ordinary people get!
Moreover, he even summoned Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face to accompany us.
Oh my god, oh my cough cough.
Let alone anything else, drinking with these individuals, one can’t say Big Brother here is overly bold, right? That’s truly extraordinary!
But honestly, given Big Brother’s current state of mind, under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t be afraid at all. Unless the opponent has strong physical attacks, when it comes to arcane arts, Laozi is the ancestor.
So I didn’t feel anything was amiss, just kept drinking.
After a few drinks, the floodgates of conversation opened.
“Young friend, do you know who your past life was?”
King Yama suddenly asked me this.
At that moment, Big Brother was stunned. Although Big Brother has now cultivated to the Earth Immortal realm, I have never explored past life experiences, nor have I dwelled on future matters. Instead, I only focus on the present, embodying the saying, unafraid of the past and not fearing the future, placing my heart in this very moment, immovable.
Being suddenly asked by King Yama like this, I really didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
“This, Senior, speaking frankly, I really haven’t investigated this.”
Upon hearing this, King Yama laughed heartily, as if he had already known I would answer this way.
The other four people beside him all smiled, leaving me utterly bewildered. It wasn’t that Big Brother had drunk too much; it felt as if everyone else knew, and only I was in the dark.
“Hahaha, no matter, no matter.”
King Yama chuckled.
“Seeing as we have such a fated connection, I wish to recognize you as my godson, are you willing?”
Huh? Hearing this, I thought I had misheard.
“What is it, Senior? What did you say?”
“I said I want to recognize you as my godson, are you willing?”
Holy crap! Although I was still somewhat baffled, could Big Brother miss out on such a good thing? If I recognize King Yama as my godfather, who would dare to apprehend me in the future?
Besides, if I agree to this now, wouldn’t I achieve immortality right here and now? After all, who would dare to mess with the son of King Yama?
Thinking this, I reached out and slapped myself. “Slap!”
Holy crap, that hurt. Fortunately, it was real pain, otherwise I would have thought I was dreaming.
“Yes! Absolutely yes! Hehehe!”
After reacting, I, like an idiot, immediately knelt down. “Bang, bang, bang” I kowtowed three times. After finishing, I felt it was a bit too casual.
I then did six more. “Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!” Yes, it had to be nine times to express my current state of mind.
“Get up quickly, child, what are you doing? Three kowtows are enough, why so many?”
Seeing me kowtow nine times, Godfather immediately got up and helped me. The smile on his face was as if he had won the lottery.
If I hadn’t just met him not long ago, I would have truly thought he was my biological father. Look at his pained expression.
Although his face was a bit dark, it couldn’t hide the affection in his heart. Cough.
The other four saw me kowtow and all stood up and applauded.
Their faces were smiling like a sunflower with a big chrysanthemum on top.
Those who knew would understand I recognized King Yama as my godfather. Those who didn’t would think the four of them had become my fathers. Damn!
Although this father-son relationship was a bit baffling, I didn’t dwell too much on the reasons. As they say, times change. Even if I were Tathagata in my past life, in this life I am just a cultivator in the mortal world. To have such an opportunity, what more could I ask for?
“Godfather! Well, your godson hasn’t drunk too much, okay! I absolutely haven’t drunk too much! Father, please rest assured, from now on, your business is my business as your godson!”
“Also, Brother Black, Brother White, and Brother Niu, Brother Ma, damn it, from now on we’re all buddies. When you come to the mortal world, you must find me! I’ll arrange it!
Tell you, if you don’t look for me, don’t say I’m being difficult! Damn!”
The drinking that day was so intense that I completely forgot to return to the mortal world. Fortunately, Godfather was worried that if I stayed down for too long, it would damage my spiritual soul.
He directly commanded the Four Great Ghost Messengers, Black and White Impermanence, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face, to escort me back to the mortal world.
Looking at me, who had returned to my senses, still reeking of alcohol and babbling nonsense.
Jin Buque, the old dog Xue Pan, and the other two were utterly bewildered.
“Damn it, Old Fourth, what kind of suffering did Big Brother endure below to save you?”
Jin Buque looked at Xue Pan with confusion and questioned him.
“Exactly, Panzi, what the hell happened to you? Big Brother went down to save you, and why are you in this state, like a gigolo from a KTV?”
Asked by Second Brother and Third Brother like this, Xue Pan was embarrassed.
“Second Brother, Third Brother, this, I don’t know either. Big Brother saved me and immediately told me to come back, so…”
“Alright, damn it, you useless bum, hurry up and get some water to wash Big Brother’s feet. We’ll talk when Big Brother wakes up.”
“Yes, Old Fourth, go get water to wash Big Brother’s feet. Damn, Big Brother went down for two days to save you. If it were Dog Lord here, I probably wouldn’t have made it back. Look at Big Brother’s smelly feet! They even made the pothos at my family’s place wilt!”
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Two days later, after I regained consciousness, I felt as if I had experienced a very long dream.
In the dream, Godfather King Yama and I hit it off immediately. We drank for two days and two nights, even to the point where the Four Great Ghost Messengers lost all their composure.
I actually saw them hugging King Yama’s neck and calling him Big Brother.
White Impermanence: “Big Brother! Rest assured! In the future, I mean, in the future, your godson and I will definitely treat each other like siblings. Don’t worry, Big Brother!”
Black Impermanence: “Right! Big Brother, don’t worry about this. Damn it, within my jurisdiction, if anyone dares to take my little brother’s soul, I’ll personally wrap them up with this great iron chain eighteen times. That’s right, eighteen times. And then I won’t bring them back for you to interrogate; I’ll send them straight to the blade mountain and oil cauldron.”
Ox-Head: “Moo moo! Right, if anyone dares to capture our brother, I, Ox, will stab their chrysanthemum with my fork and make them ooze oil!”
Horse-Face: “Yup yup! Damn it, I, Ma, agree!”
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The drinking that day was…
