Chapter 19: Doing good has risks, and accumulating virtue requires caution
"Now the underworld is managed intelligently. Apart from the ghosts waiting to be reincarnated, there is nothing else going on. If Elder Sun feels bored, he can walk around casually, but he cannot leave the range of those broken walls. Beyond those broken walls, the cold wind will be several times stronger, and Elder Sun's soul body cannot resist it. By the way, there is a special cold wind in this ghost hall. Elder Sun had better not go in to avoid damaging his soul body."

After hearing Mr. Sun’s question, Huang Yang gave a brief explanation.

In this underworld, except for the King Yama who has no soldiers or generals and is alone and needs to work hard to build the underworld, the rest of the ghosts just have to wait for reincarnation and do not need to do anything, let alone work.

"Okay, I'll just take a look."

Nodding, Mr. Sun slowly floated away.

"Oh, old people just can't sit still."

Looking at the ghostly figure of Mr. Sun, Huang Yang shook his head and ordered a breakfast first.

A tray of 1 yin yuan worth of dumplings, a bowl of 0.5 yin yuan worth of salty soy milk, and a 0.5 yin yuan worth of tea egg, a total of 2 yin yuan.

It seems that the lowest unit of items produced by Dishu is 0.5 Yin Yuan, which is equivalent to 50 Hua Yuan. However, the reward Huang Yang received was converted into 0.01 Yin Yuan. If it is smaller, it will be accumulated in the Dishu system by default.

This is totally irrational and unscientific!
Unfortunately, Huang Yang really had no place to complain.

There's nothing he can do, since Disu is his uncle!
Without thinking about anything else, Huang Yang, who had a big appetite, looked at the salty soy milk with layers of chopped green onions and tofu pudding. He resisted the urge to drink the soy milk first, and instead took the tea egg and inhaled the aroma.

This tea egg with the fragrance of precious tea is really good!
After taking in the aroma, the tea eggs disappeared. Huang Yang looked at the steamed buns in the tray, picked one up and took a sip slowly.

Finally, Huang Yang looked at the only salty soy milk left in front of him.

Just as Huang Yang was about to start, he heard a swallowing sound.

"Ok?"

Huang Yang, who was sitting at the entrance of the tent, raised his head and looked at Old Man Sun not far away. The old man had come back at some point and was staring at the bowl of salty soy milk in his hand with sharp eyes.

"Mr. Sun, give me a bowl!"

Looking at Old Sun's appearance, Huang Yang was very polite to the ancestor of this top brother on the list and gave him a bowl of salty soy milk for free.

"May I?"

After hearing what the young man said, Mr. Sun felt a little embarrassed.

He had taken a short stroll before and knew that most of the ghosts in the underworld were waiting in line for reincarnation. They had no independent consciousness and could not move freely, let alone eat or drink.

In addition, there is no legendary King of Hell or Judge in the underworld, and there is not even a single ghost messenger. All Chinese myths and legends are lies.

This guy can walk freely in the underworld and change the order of the reincarnation team. It is obvious that he has extraordinary powers.

And these delicacies that ordinary ghosts cannot enjoy are naturally not cheap.

Old Sun, who is already luckier than the other ghosts, dare not hope for such a high price.

"It's just a bowl of soy milk, Mr. Sun, don't worry about it."

In this regard, Huang Yang is very straightforward.

"Thank you very much, brother."

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Mr. Sun did not hesitate and simply took the bowl of soy milk.

It seems that ghosts have learned to enjoy delicious food without any instruction.

Mr. Sun took the soy milk, took a deep breath, and couldn't help closing his eyes, his face full of enjoyment.

By the time Mr. Sun opened his eyes, the soy milk in his hand had disappeared.

Seeing that the handsome young man in Hanfu had another bowl of soy milk in his hand, Mr. Sun looked at the floating color of the tofu pudding and couldn't help but sigh: "I have drunk soy milk a lot in my life, but this is the first time I have drunk such delicious soy milk, it's amazing."

The delicious taste at that moment touched Mr. Sun's heart and he will never forget it.

Obeying his soul's desire, Mr. Sun asked, "Young man, how much is this soy milk worth?"

"The Yin Jade that Elder Sun held while resting is worth 10 points of merit, and the soy milk he drank tonight is only worth 1 point of merit."

After hearing the other party's question, Huang Yang answered with a smile.

The 0.5 Yin Yuan given by the Dishu system also has a decimal point. It would sound unimpressive if it were spoken out, so Huang Yang automatically converted it into the smallest single digit.

"Such delicious food is a waste for an old man like me."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Old Sun automatically converted the price into earthly prices in his mind, and couldn't help but sigh.

In order to allow him to live comfortably for the 10 months before his reincarnation, he needs to use Yin Jade every day to maintain his soul, which costs 1 point of merit per day.

Previously, his children and grandchildren had rewarded him with 330 million yuan, which means that 1 point of merit was worth about 1.1 yuan. In other words, the salty soy milk he just drank was worth more than yuan in the mortal world.

Even Old Sun, who had no worries about food and drink in his later years, couldn't help but sigh: the delicacies in the underworld were too great and he couldn't afford them.

"Delicious food is for people to enjoy. Mr. Sun, don't worry about it."

Huang Yang understood the sigh in Mr. Sun's words and chuckled to comfort him.

As the King of Hell, Huang Yang's reputation cannot be made public, and he also has to maintain his status and does not want to be a cheap canteen porter.
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It was a new day, and Sun Fengnian's cousin Sun Fengyu went to work in a hall in Hongdu as usual.

"Director Sun, someone from the Organization Department is here and wants you to go to the small conference room."

Just as Sun Fengyu sat down in his deputy office, he heard the office director knocking on the door and walking in.

"Oh?! I'll be right there."

After hearing what the director said, Sun Fengyu was a little confused, but he just stood up.

He didn't know what it was. It couldn't be a regular job. He learned from his father's friend, an uncle, that the person who was regularized this time was transferred from another department. He also said that he was still young and could stay in the company for another two years.

Sun Fengyu was not that conflicted about this, he just felt a little disappointed.

Half an hour later, Sun Fengyu came out of the small conference room. He felt a little dizzy, but his eyes could not hide his excitement.

But he didn't expect that his promotion would take an unexpected turn and be successful.

Sun Fengyu returned to his office with all his heart, then picked up the phone and called his father to report the good news.

"Feng Yu, do you think that maybe because your grandfather's environment was changed last night, our Sun family has a little more protection from Yin?"

Uncle Sun, who was retired in a second-tier department, heard his son's words and immediately thought of the qualification he had exchanged for the old man to leave the reincarnation team last night.

Unlike his young and strong son, Uncle Sun is older and more fatalistic. He quickly thought of the old man's ghost he saw last night.

The anchor said that by living in a tent, the old man would not only be able to be reborn into a wealthy family, but would also be able to accumulate good karma for their Sun family.

This good deed is not feedback!

"This is very likely."

After hearing his father's analysis, Sun Fengyu felt that there was indeed a great connection.

After all, his father had already retired to the second line, and his uncles and aunts had already made it clear that he had no chance this time, but good news came out of nowhere.

Other than that, there is no other explanation.

"After a while, let Fengnian give some tips to the anchor and ask him to take better care of your grandfather."

"Ok."

At the same time, Wang Li came to Hu Haitang Park in Wuzhou, where there is a large flow of people, to continue her good deeds of yesterday.

As the younger brother, Wang De also took two days off to stay with his sister and watch over her.

Before she knew it, it was noon. Wang Li, who was preparing to have lunch with her brother, suddenly saw a little boy playing in the sand by the lake and walking towards the water without his parents noticing.

"Be careful."

Subconsciously, Wang Li trotted over and grabbed the little boy who had already fallen into the water.

"Dad, Daddy."

The little boy who was pulled back to the shore by the strange woman struggled hard and shouted to his father who was sitting in the distance playing with his mobile phone.

Wang Li tripped and fell directly on the sand.

"son."

The young man who ran over took a look at his son's condition and immediately asked the strange woman on the ground with concern.

Even at this waterside location, he knew his son had sneaked over. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you so much, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

After being helped up by her brother, Wang Li waved her hands casually, but her brows furrowed and she felt a stomachache.

(End of this chapter)