Chapter 32

Judge Dad needs to learn Pinyin, and now Auntie and Uncle also have to learn Pinyin, so learning Pinyin must be a very important thing. Little Qi Wu has deduced the answer herself and confidently said, “Qi Wu already knows how to write a lot of Pinyin, so I can teach you.”

Jin Wen bent down and said, “Kong Lin and I have already learned it, thank you, Qi Wu.”

Ah, so they don’t need her. Little Qi Wu was a bit disappointed, “Alright then.”

Su Wen picked her up, and they took a taxi back to the Temple of the King of Hell.

On the way, Jin Wen looked at the scenery outside the window and said, “Kong Lin and I have discussed it, and it’s not very practical to have everyone come over for Pinyin training.”

The Underworld has existed for countless years, and it’s not just the Ghosts and Gods; over the years, to manage the ghosts who haven’t reincarnated, the number of Ghost Messengers has increased significantly. Moreover, the Ghosts and Gods and Ghost Messengers in the Underworld basically don’t understand Pinyin.

If they all came to the Human Realm, it might not be appropriate.

[Is their company that large? Why is training not practical?]

[Considering their financial situation, I guess there might not be enough space for them to stay.]

[No way, are they all illiterate?]

[But Kong Lin and Jin Wen seem to come and go quickly, always leaving at night. It seems like they should be living in the city, so why does it seem like they can’t meet often?]

[Please, let them meet often, and it would be best if the program invites them all together.]

[I’m not watching this as a child-rearing show anymore, but as a family comedy.]

[To be precise, “A Supernatural Family Parenting Comedy”]

[Hahahaha]

Little Qi Wu has been to the processing center, and she recalled that it probably couldn’t accommodate so many Ghost Messengers from the Underworld.

Hmm, it’s so hard for the Underworld to learn.

Huh? Learning!

Little Qi Wu poked her head out from Dad’s arms, “Auntie, the teacher said we can learn Pinyin when we reach the middle class.”

“Auntie can have everyone learn in the middle class.”

Jin Wen, who is still not familiar with the Human Realm, didn’t know what the middle class was, so she had to look at Su Wen.

Little Qi Wu also remembered something, “Then the Celestial Emperor… um.”

Su Wen stuffed the milk bottle into her mouth and subtly shook his head at her, “Adults can’t call the Emperor here.”

Ah, can’t even call the Emperor?

Little Qi Wu was puzzled, “Then what should Qi Wu call him?”

Su Wen paused, as he hadn’t thought of how to address that person in the Human Realm. If he also called him Auntie, wouldn’t that make them peers?

“Adult, for now, can you call the Emperor ‘that person’?”

“Okay.”

Little Qi Wu took the milk bottle out of her mouth and said to the other two Ghosts and Gods, “That person told Qi Wu that if Qi Wu tells stories well, Qi Wu can open a kindergarten.”

Jin Wen, “Kindergarten…”

Su Wen, “The place where Qi Wu goes to school is a kindergarten, but it’s a place for children to learn.”

Jin Wen slowly nodded, “I heard Qi Wu mention it the other day.”

Not just kindergarten, it seems like some ghost also said that in the Human Realm, different ages go to different places to learn, kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, university…

Kong Lin also remembered and was slightly surprised after calculating, “So now children have to learn these things at the age of four?”

No wonder the Human Realm is developing so fast.

[How about we just say they’re from outer space, okay?]

[This is already common knowledge!]

[I can even accept that they’ve transmigrated here now. What outcome could I possibly not accept?]

Kǒng Lǐn: “But did that person really say that?”

Little Qī Wú nodded firmly: “Mhm! Qī Wú told her lots of stories, but she fell asleep.”

[That person, that person, that person—who exactly are you talking about?]

[They don’t even dare to say the name. That’s how much respect they have.]

[Are they treating us like outsiders?]

Little Qī Wú was trying her best to be useful, so she earnestly offered advice to the Ghosts and Gods: “If we have a kindergarten, everyone can learn pinyin in the middle class.”

Jin Wen couldn’t help but chuckle: “Qī Wú is right, but kindergarten is a place for children.”

Little Qī Wú insisted: “Then let’s have a kindergarten for adults!”

“Mom Mengmeng said that as long as it’s the right thing, anyone can teach it. Why can’t adults go to kindergarten?”

Hmm, that actually makes sense.

[Even though the child doesn’t fully understand, there’s nothing wrong with what she said.]

[If you don’t know pinyin, as long as you can learn, you shouldn’t be picky about the place.]

[But what I’m concerned about is, there seem to be quite a lot of people on this planet of theirs. Can they really afford to open a kindergarten, and just like that?]

[Things are starting to get absurd.]

[Are we really just accepting this setting now?]

[Hahaha, when you think about it, it actually makes sense, given the differences in cultural education.]

[This is a metaphysical child variety show channel, not a science education program.]

The production team, who had been closely monitoring the live stream, found themselves swayed by the comments. Li Ke turned to Huang Peng to discuss: “Could this really be a possibility? Should we apply for a science education label?”

Huang Peng retorted impatiently: “Science education for what? Pinyin? Or household appliances?”

“That’s not what I meant, but these people are really terrifying.” Li Ke scratched his thinning hair. “I’m supposed to be a director, but now I can’t help but go home every day and read the audience’s analysis of them. Normal people just wouldn’t do these things.”

Huang Peng, on the other hand, was calm. As the Producer, he was the first to see the economic benefits these individuals brought to the show.

Ever since Su Wen and Little Qī Wú joined the program, sponsors had been flocking to them without any effort. He even had the luxury of picking and choosing.

“Then just treat them as not normal,” Huang Peng lit another cigarette. “Once the show ends, we won’t have any further connection with them anyway.”

Since it was a live-streamed format, the show only ran for a month.

Huang Peng continued: “When the month is over, the truth about whether they’re human or ghost will come out. If anyone’s doing this for publicity, that’ll be their debut moment.”

“And if it’s not for publicity…” He paused, recalling Director Lin’s attitude toward this father-daughter pair, and sighed. “Then it’s even less for us to worry about. We’re just lucky.”

The live stream was now almost halfway through its run, so it was indeed coming to an end.

Li Ke had a point. He suggested: “If, and I mean if, their popularity remains high and they consider debuting, what about our next season?”

Huang Peng took a drag of his cigarette and looked at him like he was an idiot: “Why waste the existing traffic? Invite them. If we can get them, it’s a win.”

“That’s why you’re the boss.”

Huang Peng’s little scheme was quite well thought out. He pointed at Kǒng Lǐn and Su Wen on the screen: “See them?”

“With their looks and their mysterious identities, even if we just did a group variety show with them, it would be very profitable.”

Li Ke was somewhat tempted but also hesitant: “But they’re still just ordinary people. Who would watch a variety show with ordinary people?”

“Doesn’t the data from the live stream room already prove it?” Huang Peng was dutiful. “Half a month ago, they were also ordinary people. Look, now the data far surpasses other families. When we combine the old and new popularity, it will be more than enough.”

There was another point he valued: “Moreover, they are very cost-effective.”

Li Ke agreed with this. Su Wen spent a lot on the child but hardly spent money elsewhere. The good thing was that they could generate topics without spending money, so the budget for a variety show would be very low.

The two exchanged glances, each seeing the little scheme in the other’s eyes.

The capitalist mindset was crystal clear.

Sitting in the car, the Ghosts and Gods were seriously contemplating how to teach the ghosts in the Underworld to learn pinyin, unaware that they were already being schemed by the production team.

Su Wen pondered for a long time and recalled what the Emperor had said before: the Underworld was never short of people. When they were setting up the power grid, they recruited many technical backbone ghosts. So, if they really opened a school in the Underworld where people could learn, could they also recruit teachers?

The Little King of Hell’s thoughts were simple. She hoped that the ghosts lingering in the Underworld could shed the resentment accumulated over thousands of years and be a little happier while waiting for reincarnation.

But the reason she didn’t agree immediately was that the lingering ghosts would eventually go for reincarnation, and with the speed of reincarnation increasing, there would be fewer and fewer lingering ghosts. Once a ghost reincarnates, all past memories, including those from the Underworld, would disappear, and they would enter the cycle anew.

Therefore, opening a school for lingering ghosts was not particularly wise at the moment.

But for the Ghosts and Gods, it was different. If nothing unexpected happened, the Ghosts and Gods would stay in the Underworld indefinitely, so learning new knowledge was necessary.

After weighing the pros and cons of Karma, Su Wen spoke up: “It’s possible.”

Kǒng Lǐn: “What’s possible?”

“To set up a school over there for everyone,” Su Wen said. “If we need teachers, we can recruit them, right?”

They had already recruited so many technical backbones, so recruiting teachers shouldn’t be a problem, right?

Little Qi Wu was immediately delighted. Da Zhang Siqing wanted to go to kindergarten, so he could be like other children in the future!

Little Qi Wu suddenly hugged Judge Dad: “Dad is so awesome!”

Su Wen, caught off guard by her embrace, smiled.

Jin Wen asked: “But isn’t kindergarten for children?”

Su Wen nodded: “We don’t have to call it kindergarten. It can be called anything. Qi Wu said it herself: as long as they can learn something, it doesn’t matter where they learn it.”

Little Qi Wu felt something was off. She looked up: “But Dad, what about Da Zhang… um, the children?”

There were no children among the Ghost Messengers.

Su Wen lowered his gaze, stroked her hair, and spoke through the Mystic Seal: “Lord, in the future, whether they are big ghosts or little ghosts, they will all go for reincarnation. If they reincarnate, they will forget everything, so going to school is not necessary.”

It seemed to make sense, but also not quite.

Little Qi Wu softly said: “But Da Zhang Siqing doesn’t want to learn knowledge.”

“What?”

Little Qi Wu knew that ghosts eventually had to go through reincarnation, but her initial thought wasn’t about letting ghosts learn knowledge; she just wanted to make everyone happy.

“Da Zhang Siqing never went to kindergarten. He wanted to be like other kids,” Little Qi Wu felt like she wasn’t expressing her thoughts clearly, and her sentence structure was a bit messy. “There are also many little ghost kids who never went, and even big ghost friends who didn’t either.”

“They’re not happy,” Little Qi Wu frowned slightly. “If they could do something, maybe they’d be a bit happier.”

“Everyone crosses the bridge with joy.”

After listening, Su Wen finally understood what the Little King of Hell meant. He asked, “My Lord, are you saying that just like how connecting the Underworld to the internet allows everyone to watch TV, we should let everyone relax?”

Little Qi Wu nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes!”

As expected of Judge Dad, he understood exactly what she was thinking.

“I see.”

[What, are you muting again?]

[Su Wen, I think when a child asks a question, you should answer it instead of just staring at them. As we all know, we’re not aliens; we don’t have your kind of soul resonance.]

Kong Lin and Jin Wen could sense that Su Wen was currently communicating with the Little King of Hell using the Mystic Seal, but they couldn’t tell what exactly was being discussed. The Mystic Seal of the Lord Yama was not something ordinary ghosts and gods could pry into.

“How about it?” Kong Lin asked. “Should we post a job listing when we get back?”

“Yes,” Su Wen nodded, then paused and added, “Let’s inform That One as well.”

In the past, the Emperor wouldn’t interfere with what the Underworld did, but since she was here now, it was best to report everything, no matter what.

“Alright.”

It was the weekend, and although there was a three-day holiday including Teachers’ Day, the parents didn’t plan the autumn outing too far away, just in a small town in the neighboring city. The trip would last two days.

Su Wen wasn’t very familiar with the Human Realm and rarely spoke in the parent group chat. It took him a while to figure out how to vote properly, so he was fine with wherever everyone decided to go.

As for the Little King of Hell, she was just excited to go on an autumn outing somewhere else, no matter where it was.

For her, it didn’t matter if it was just a neighboring city or even an ordinary hill—she would always be full of anticipation. She never let anyone or any ghost or god down.

But what surprised Su Wen was that the name of the small county they were going to was Wuting County.

He remembered that the little ghost had mentioned the Wuting County Love Orphanage.

Since they were going there, he decided to ask Lin Dingqi if there had been any updates on the situation.

Although the Special Affairs Department usually operated on a nine-to-five schedule, the work was quite flexible because no one in the department knew when something unexpected might happen. Some mischievous ghosts also preferred to come out at night, so Lin Dingqi was easy to reach even on weekends.

However, this time when Su Wen sent a message, Lin Dingqi didn’t reply immediately. So, Su Wen started packing the Little King of Hell’s backpack.

The Little King of Hell’s backpack was bought by Kong Lin in the Human Realm. Unlike her bottomless milk bottle, it could only hold a few small items.

Su Wen had carefully researched online about what to prepare when taking a child on an autumn outing. He also diligently noted down all the items the parents in the group chat mentioned they would bring for their kids, compiling a long list.

At this moment, he began checking items off the list.

[At first, I thought he had pulled out a roll of toilet paper, haha. I was wondering why he was writing on toilet paper.]

[Where did he get such a long piece of paper? Is there a link?]

Of course, there’s no link. This is Su Wen’s own magical artifact, which can be reused.

[But isn’t the autumn outing supposed to be just two days? Why did he bring so much stuff?]

[Looking at it, it’s all for Zai Zai. Several sets of clothes are prepared—some for when she’s cold, some for when she gets dirty and needs to change. He even asked Zai Zai what she liked and packed it all in.]

[Formula milk, snacks, fruits—another whole box.]

[Even though he doesn’t know how to do much, he really gives the best to Zai Zai. Is this what being a dad is like?]

[If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were moving house, not going on an autumn outing.]

[It does seem like there’s a bit too much stuff. But Su Wen, have you considered what you’re bringing for yourself?]

[Su Wen: What? Do I need to bring anything? Actually, I’m just one of the things Zai Zai needs to bring.]

[Is this their first time going out? I watched him search a lot of things on his phone.]

[True, given their family situation, they probably haven’t had the chance to go out before.]

[No, it’s just that their planet doesn’t have the concept of an autumn outing.]

[Hahaha, I’m dying laughing at the alien joke.]

By the time Su Wen finished packing, there were three full suitcases.

The audience found it hard to believe.

[I used to think this temple was so poor that even rats wouldn’t come, yet it managed to fill three suitcases.]

[You guys are too mean, haha.]

[But how are they going to carry all this down the mountain? It’ll take three trips, right?]

Su Wen was also thinking about how to carry the three suitcases. Normally, a small spell would do the trick, but with so many eyes watching, it wasn’t very practical.

Just as he was about to make two trips, the Little King of Hell, who had been sitting with Di Ting, suddenly stood up, tiptoed, and reached out to lift the suitcase…

“Woof!” Di Ting quickly bit onto Little Qi Wu’s clothes, forcing her to let go.

She turned around, confused: “What’s wrong?”

Su Wen: “…”

I’ll definitely give Di Ting an extra bone later.

He helplessly used a mystic seal to say, “Lord, you’re still young. You shouldn’t be carrying such heavy suitcases.”

Little Qi Wu blinked: “But Dad can’t carry them all.”

“It’s fine.”

[???]

[I don’t think I’m mistaken. She did lift it a little before the dog pulled her back.]

[Suddenly, I remembered the time at Zhang Yuan’s house when Zai Zai pulled down the bedside table in one go.]

[What kind of magical strength is this? Won’t she get taken away for research?]

[Is this dog trying to keep us from discovering Zai Zai’s true identity? Adjusting glasses.jpg.]

[When I saw this dog stand up and bow that one time, I knew it wasn’t ordinary! Why don’t you just start talking? I wouldn’t find it strange.]

After all, Di Ting is a divine beast and has seen many big scenes. Its reaction was quick, fearing that the Little King of Hell might accidentally reveal herself again.

After being stopped by Judge Dad, Little Qi Wu obediently stood to the side with her little backpack, patting Di Ting’s head: “Be careful, Dad.”

Su Wen nodded and was about to carry the things down the mountain when his phone rang. It was Lin Dingqi calling.

“Lord, please wait for me for a while. I’ll go with you.”

“What?”

Lin Dingqi seemed to be walking, and he was in a hurry: “When you sent me the message earlier, I was driving. Now that I’ve seen it, I’m calling you back.”

“The place you asked us to investigate earlier indeed has issues. Our staff went to check it out. Although it’s an orphanage, there haven’t been many children moving around there these past few days. Moreover, it’s located in a remote area with few people around. We asked some locals in the county, and they all said they hadn’t seen the children for a long time. They heard that after the orphanage changed its director, some children went to school, and others were adopted. It’s uncertain whether the orphanage will have any children in the future.”

“Also, we knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. There’s a formation inside, and it’s very strange. Ordinary orphanages wouldn’t have formations.” Lin Dingqi’s tone was serious, “This is an orphanage. If something happens, the impact would be significant, so I plan to go and see it myself.”

Su Wen frowned slightly: “Then why are you coming here?”

Lin Dingqi: “Didn’t the program say that you and Master Qi Wu are also going to Wuting County? I’m just coming by to pick you up so you don’t have to take a taxi.”

“According to what you said, there should be someone who went to the orphanage in the past two days, but our staff didn’t see them. We asked the people around, and they also said they didn’t see anyone. However, we went to the house rented by that person named Qin Bing in the north city and asked. She said she was going back to Wuting County the day before yesterday, but now we can’t find her.”

“Wasn’t that the person Master Qi Wu woke up before? I think Master Qi Wu might have a way to find her.”

The soul personally awakened by Lord Yama, no one can touch it.

After hearing the whole story, Su Wen hummed in agreement: “Alright.”

Lin Dingqi: “I’ll be there soon. I’ll help you carry the things.”

He meant it when he said soon. Since there was no one around, Mystic Sect Disciples always have a way to move quickly. The call had just ended less than a minute ago when he hurriedly appeared in front of the temple.

Little Qi Wu tilted her head: “Uncle Lin?”

Lin Dingqi instinctively stood straight and greeted respectfully: “Good morning, Qi Wu.”

“Good morning, Uncle. Why are you here?” Little Qi Wu turned around and showed him the small backpack she was carrying, “Qi Wu and Dad won’t be home today or tomorrow.”

She said happily, “We’re going on an autumn outing!”

Lin Dingqi replied, “Uncle knows, so I came to pick you and Mr. Su up to go to Wuting County.”

Little Qi Wu’s eyes sparkled as she politely said, “Thank you, Uncle Lin.”

[Is the Poverty Alleviation Office being overly attentive? They even have a dedicated car for an autumn outing?]

[I’m new here, what’s the Poverty Alleviation Office?]

[Don’t talk nonsense, the Poverty Alleviation Office wouldn’t speak to Su Wen like that. It’s as if they’re treating these two like leaders.]

[But looking at his clothes, he really does seem like some kind of unit leader.]

[It definitely can’t be from Su Wen’s unit because this guy knows pinyin.]

[Hahahaha, from now on, let’s identify who’s from the kid’s planet based on whether they know pinyin or not.]

With Lin Dingqi around, carrying the three suitcases became much easier. Since they were leaving for two days, Di Ting also came along.

Seeing this, Lin Dingqi asked in surprise, “Is this one coming too?”

He now knew the true identity of this dog. Who would have thought that such a small Temple of the King of Hell would be hiding such extraordinary beings?

“Mm-hmm!” Little Qi Wu held Di Ting’s leash. “Ting Ting has never been on an autumn outing either.”

“Alright, alright.”

[Wow, this guy refers to the dog as “this one”?]

[What the heck, is this dog the Heavenly Hound or something?]

[This is getting ridiculous.]

It takes three hours to get from Beicheng to Wuting County, which is why the parents decided to stay there for a day. Traveling back and forth would be a hassle since they are in different parts of Beicheng, so the parents agreed to meet at a pre-booked homestay in Wuting County.

In the car, Lin Dingqi received a call from his colleagues, and his expression grew increasingly grave.

Su Wen asked, “What’s wrong?”

“She didn’t go alone,” Lin Dingqi said. “The landlord’s son went with her.”

Su Wen was silent for a few seconds. “So?”

Mindful of the camera, Lin Dingqi had to speak vaguely. “Same situation.”

In other words, both claimed to have gone to the orphanage, but no one saw them, or they had gone missing.

Su Wen paused for a moment. He was the one who had told Qin Bing not to go alone, and now he felt a bit agitated.

Little Qi Wu sat obediently in the child seat that Lin Dingqi had specially installed. Sensing that both her dad and Uncle Lin were in a bad mood, she turned her head and asked, “Dad, what’s wrong?”

Su Wen said in a deep voice, “It’s nothing.”

Little Qi Wu reached out and grabbed his hand. “Dad, don’t be unhappy, and Uncle Lin too.”

Lin Dingqi looked at her through the rearview mirror. “Alright.”

[Is the kid really that sensitive? Su Wen didn’t say anything, but she knew her dad was unhappy?]

[She’s always been like this. Whenever she senses someone is in a bad mood, she goes to hug them.]

[I want a hug too, wuwu.]

Su Wen gently covered the Little King of Hell’s small hand and used the Mystic Seal to ask, “Your Majesty, do you remember Qin Bing?”

Little Qi Wu nodded. “The sister who brought milk for Qi Wu.”

“Mm,” Su Wen lowered his eyes. “That day, Your Majesty woke her up, and now her soul bears Your Majesty’s mark.”

“Right.”

Su Wen whispered, “Can Your Majesty try to find where she is?”

Little Qi Wu was puzzled. “Is the sister missing?”

“Yes.”

Hearing this, Little Qi Wu almost jumped out of her safety seat. She asked in surprise and urgency, “How could that be?”

“Don’t worry, Your Honor,” Su Wen reassured her. “Let’s find her first, okay?”

Since Lin Dingqi was involved, it meant this was no longer a matter of the Human Realm. What kind of array could there be in an orphanage?

Su Wen recalled what the little ghost had said—he couldn’t leave the orphanage.

Lin Dingqi also mentioned that there was a new director…

[What’s going on? Why is the little one, who was just comforting Dad, now also getting worked up?]

[This… could something be happening? It was supposed to be a nice autumn outing, and the little one was so happy.]

The Little King of Hell’s abilities were innate. She glanced around and finally her gaze landed on Wang Yang, the cameraman. Hesitantly, she asked her dad, “Now?”

Su Wen replied, “After we get out of the car.”

“Okay.”

Even so, Little Qi Wu took out the Book of Life and Death from her small backpack.

Unlike the Books of Life and Death held by the Black and White Impermanence, which only recorded the deaths of souls, the Book of Life and Death in the hands of the King of Hell could temporarily reveal the status of a person or soul if their information was known.

Since Qin Bing had been awakened earlier, her soul bore the King of Hell’s Mystic Seal, so Little Qi Wu could also see it here.

Little Qi Wu flipped through a few pages, gently placed her hand on the book, and tilted her head slightly. It was a living soul, but weak.

“Dad,” she said worriedly, “It’s a living soul, but the sister might be in danger.”

Su Wen took the Book of Life and Death from her hands. A weak living soul meant the person was likely very frail, but their lifeline wasn’t short, indicating no immediate danger to their life.

This result didn’t ease the furrow in Su Wen’s brow. He closed the book and said, “Mm.”

He took out his phone. Parents in the group chat had already started arriving, but with lives at stake, now wasn’t the time to gather.

So Su Wen sent a message in the group: “Sorry, something urgent came up. We’ll be late. No need to wait for Qi Wu and me.”

The parents were understanding and quickly responded that it was fine.

However, because of Little Qi Wu’s influence, all the families in the small class had watched the livestream and knew that Su Wen and Qi Wu had something urgent to attend to. Some parents who had arrived early opened the livestream and wondered, “Weren’t they almost here? Why are they saying something came up?”

After putting down his phone, Su Wen called out, “Lin Dingqi.”

Lin Dingqi responded, “Yes, sir.”

Su Wen asked, “Has this matter been reported?”

Lin Dingqi was initially puzzled, but when he turned and saw the cameraman sitting in the passenger seat, he suddenly remembered and slapped his forehead. “I completely forgot with everything going on.”

Su Wen nodded. “You drive. I’ll handle it.”

Li Ke and Huang Peng, who had been closely following the livestream, had a bad feeling ever since they saw Lin Dingqi appear and mention going to Wuting County together. Now, seeing Su Wen’s message, their unease solidified.

Even if this person was of high status, it didn’t make sense for them to personally lead an autumn outing after poverty alleviation and literacy campaigns. Is your department really that idle?

The last time they received a call from the Special Affairs Office was when something happened at Zhang Yuan’s house. This time…

Li Ke didn’t dare to think too much.

Su Wen’s message was polite: “Hello.”

Li Ke quickly replied, “Hello, hello.”

Su Wen continued, “This is a matter for the Special Affairs Office. The program shouldn’t be broadcast.”

Li Ke said, “That’s correct.”

He tried to be hopeful, “But you’re not a staff member of the office, are you?”

Su Wen replied, “I am.”

Li Ke: ???

What’s going on? When did you become an employee here?

If you’re an employee, why is the director being so polite to you??

Li Ke steadied his emotions: “Mr. Su, when did this happen? I mean, what do you mean?”

His words were a bit tangled, going round and round.

Su Wen found a special appointment document that Lin Dingqi had sent earlier and forwarded it to the production team: “We need some time for the next few hours. Please adjust the live broadcast accordingly.”

When Li Ke saw the document with the red seal, his eyes widened: “Special Consultant??”

That impressive?

Looking at the date on the document, he didn’t know whether to be happy or cry. It turned out the production team had found a job for Su Wen.

With the document already issued, the production team naturally didn’t dare to say no.

Li Ke sighed, feeling like he was losing more hair: “Alright, we’ll switch the feed in half an hour.”

Su Wen: “Thank you.”

After speaking, he quickly gathered the production team staff to work on an emergency plan. Thanks to this live broadcast room, this time the production team wouldn’t be in a panic.

But when Li Ke looked at the situation at the Temple of the King of Hell, his head buzzed again. These two big shots had taken the dog away today, and the audience was bound to make a fuss.

Putting away his phone, Su Wen said to Lin Dingqi: “Half an hour.”

Lin Dingqi: “Thank you for your hard work.”

[What half an hour?]

[Maybe they’ll arrive in half an hour? Then I’ll get ready to go on a virtual autumn outing with Zai Zai!]

Su Wen thought for a moment and remembered that quite a few people were following Little Yan Wang and himself, so he should apologize.

So he turned to Little Yan Wang and said: “Lord, we have something to attend to and will need to leave for a while. We should apologize to everyone first.”

Little Qi Wu, who was worried about Sister Qin Bing, immediately looked at the camera: “I’m sorry.”

[???]

[Wasn’t it you who packed your bags happily? Now you say you have something to do?]

[It feels like the atmosphere became a bit heavy after this person arrived. What did Su Wen say on the phone?]

[If there’s something to handle, it should be dealt with first. We’re not in a hurry.]

[Wait, are they going to switch the camera again? You took the dog away, and now we have nothing to watch. What should we do!]

[Can you call Jin Wen and Kǒng Lǐn over? If not, call “That One” of yours, and we’ll reluctantly forgive you.]

The comments were full of complaints, but Su Wen and Qi Wu couldn’t see them.

On the other hand, Wang Yang, who was holding the camera, was completely baffled. What’s going on? Didn’t I come to film an autumn outing? Why so sudden?

Half an hour later, the production team sent a message saying everything was ready.

Wang Yang also prepared to put away the camera.

Then, the live broadcast was switched to the Temple of the King of Hell. This time, apart from the burning incense, there was nothing else in the temple.

A familiar emergency plan.

[I’m numb. Did I come to watch the Temple of the King of Hell?]

[It’s the weekend, and I got up early for this. I’m really fed up.]

[Folks, did I see it wrong? When the camera shook just now, I thought I saw a police car behind Zai Zai’s car.]

[??]

After cutting off the live stream, just as the audience was about to leave, the program team added audio to the live feed. The background sound was clearly the song Little Qi Wu had sung earlier in kindergarten. The live stream fell silent for a moment, and the audience, who were about to leave, hesitated and stayed.

【So strange, I suddenly feel like I’m not angry anymore.】

【Zai Zai’s voice is really soothing. I downloaded this audio and listen to it every night before bed. It works better than sleep-inducing streamers.】

【Why not listen to it and take a nap?】

【Since we’re free, why not pay respects to the King of Hell?】

【Have you noticed that the direction of the incense smoke is a bit odd?】

【Now that you mention it, it seems like… why is it always drifting towards the base of the King of Hell Statue?】

【No, I feel like it’s actually going inside.】

【Great, I’m wide awake now. Any friends from Beicheng here? How about we form a group to go offer incense? It’s more interesting to see it in person.】

【Count me in from Beicheng!】

【I’ll also take care of my husband and kids while I’m at it, lol.jpg.】

The live stream, which had been filled with complaints, suddenly became peaceful after hearing the audio. The audience even started chatting and organizing a group to register their wishes, planning to go offer incense together in the city.

Li Ke and Huang Peng watched in amazement: “These two really have a touch of mysticism about them.”

On the other hand, Wang Yang had already put away the camera. He glanced back, having held back for a long time: “Is that police car related to what’s coming up for the two of you?”

As the cameraman following Su Wen and Qi Wu, the program team hadn’t kept him in the dark about the mysticism aspect.

Thinking this, Lin Dingqi nodded: “That’s right.”

Wang Yang: “…”

Seeing his nervousness, Lin Dingqi reassured him: “We’ll protect you. You know this is a mysticism show, right?”

Wang Yang felt like his soul was leaving his body, nodding numbly.

“Good.”

The program team had confidentiality agreements, and since the camera was no longer rolling, Su Wen didn’t hesitate further. He called out: “Qi Wu.”

“Yes, yes!”

Little Qi Wu took the Book of Life and Death, lightly tapping it with her fingertip. Without thinking, she instinctively spoke: “Souls of Heaven and Earth, return to my command—Qin Bing.”

Wang Yang: “??”

What is this scene???

Is this a child? Really, a child?!

In his eyes, the previously blank Book of Life and Death began to emit a faint glow. The light seemed to gather into a line, pointing in a certain direction.

Little Qi Wu patted Judge Dad’s hand: “Dad, over there!”

Su Wen’s wrist turned slightly, and a brush appeared in his hand. He tapped the Book of Life and Death with the brush: “There’s a formation.”

Then he scoffed lightly, saying calmly: “Snatching people from the King of Hell, how audacious.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it made Wang Yang shudder. Trembling, he looked at Lin Dingqi: “This, this…”

Lin Dingqi decisively followed the direction of the guiding line, not forgetting to comfort him: “I know you’re a bit nervous, but don’t be nervous. We’re professionals.”

Wang Yang: “…”