Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 310 - 309: Visit to Naihe Bridge

Chapter 310: Chapter 309: Visit to Naihe Bridge

Mianmian didn’t really know how useful computers were, but since she had made the computer, and Cui Yu praised its usefulness, she was quite happy and chuckled, "As long as it’s useful~ My great-nephew said the factory will be set up soon, and then we can have a lot of computers."

Cui Yu nodded, then fell silent and stared at Mianmian’s face.

The judge quickly noticed that the curvature of Mianmian’s smile was different from usual and directly asked, "Mianmian, are you not feeling happy today?"

This question made Ding Song, who was typing the Underworld management plan on the computer, stop typing. He turned his head around the computer to look at Little Bun sitting on the armchair.

Seeing that Little Bun really did pout, unhappy, Ding Song simply stopped drafting the plan, silently waiting for Little Bun’s response.

"How did Uncle Cui know?" Mianmian put her little feet together, resting her chin on the table and let out a long sigh.

Cui Yu smiled, "Uncle Cui noticed it. Is there something troubling you? Would you like to talk to Uncle Cui, maybe I can offer some advice."

Then Mianmian told him about the encounter with Ayu in Fahua Temple, and added, "Actually, it’s already over. My great-nephew and Yang Xian have both comforted Mianmian, saying it was Ayu’s choice. Mianmian just, just, still feels a bit upset."

Cui Yu walked over to Mianmian and touched Little Bun’s smooth head, "It’s alright to feel upset, just let it out, and then it will be okay. Everyone has these kinds of troubles, Uncle Cui has experienced them too."

Little Bun blinked, "Uncle Cui too?"

Cui Yu grinned, "Of course, Uncle Cui has the Book of Life and Death, which can add or subtract years of life for the living beings in the world. There are many people Uncle Cui would like to save but can’t. What do you think would happen if Uncle Cui saved every single one of them?"

Mianmian actually knew the answer to this question. She had heard the legend about "Wei Zheng’s Dream of Beheading the River Dragon King" from her mother.

In the story, Uncle Cui, asked by his good friend Wei Zheng, unlawfully extended the life of Emperor Taizong of the mortal realm. This led to Uncle Cui being punished by King Yama and sent to the mortal world to be reborn.

Simply changing one person’s lifespan resulted in that; changing many people’s lives would definitely mean Uncle Cui could no longer be a judge. And when Uncle Cui was reborn and regained his memory, seeing his family during that lifetime, he would probably feel very sad, right?

Suddenly, Mianmian climbed onto the table, standing on her tiptoes, "Uncle Cui, come over here!"

Cui Yu, puzzled, moved closer to Mianmian.

Mianmian struggled to stand taller, and when Cui Yu saw this, he bent over slightly.

A small hand landed on his head and gently rubbed it a few times.

Little Bun spoke in a gentle and soft voice, "Uncle Cui, don’t be sad, Mianmian won’t be sad, let’s all not be sad."

While she petted Cui Yu’s head, she used her other hand to comfort herself, consoling herself and Cui Yu together.

Cui Yu watched, feeling this Little Bun was really adorable, and after Little Bun had rubbed enough, he lifted her up.

"I’ll take you on a tour of the Underworld."

Ding Song heard this and tentatively asked, "My lord judge, may I join as well?"

Cui Yu glanced at Ding Song and nodded slightly.

The three of them left the judge’s office and walked outside.

This area was where the judges and the ten Kings Yama lived, with Yin Soldiers standing guard at the doors. Of course, these Yin Soldiers now all knew who Mianmian was, and nobody would deliberately make things difficult anymore.

When they saw Judge Cui carrying Mianmian out, they greeted very respectfully, "Greetings, my lord judge, Little Auntie."

After finishing, they saw Ding Song following behind and added, "Greetings, Lord Ding."

This was the first time Ding Song had come out for a stroll since entering the Underworld, always working in the judge’s study. Seeing these armored soldiers with greenish-black complexions talking to him and calling him a lord made him feel that his long hours typing on a computer were worth it.

After all, he was now a civil servant, even if it was underground!

"There won’t be any new ghosts entering the Underworld today," Cui Yu said. "It’s the Ghosts Festival, ghosts get a day off, so do we."

Mianmian blinked her eyes, "Really? Then the few ghosts Mianmian brought over, should they not be there?"

Cui Yu laughed, "Why not? Just hold them for now, we’ll judge them tomorrow."

"Where’s Uncle Zhong, then?" Mianmian asked curiously. "Why hasn’t he come to play with Mianmian?"

Hearing Mianmian bring up Zhong Kui, Cui Yu thought about how Zhong Kui would react knowing Mianmian was here and he wasn’t informed, his eyes filled with delight: "He was out drinking with a few brothers yesterday. I expect he’s dead drunk by now, shouting won’t even wake him up."

"So that’s how it is," Mianmian nodded. "Then will Uncle Cui take Mianmian to see the Naihe Bridge?"

Upon hearing Little Bun talk this way, Cui Yu knew Little Bun wanted to see the Naihe Bridge himself, and he couldn’t help chuckling: "Of course, Uncle Cui was just about to take you to see the Naihe Bridge."

After saying that, Cui Yu couldn’t help but wonder if there was a thread of destiny tied to Mianmian. If there was, he guessed that boy would surely be tightly wrapped around Mianmian’s fingers.

That would be a good thing, after all, he couldn’t bear to see anyone make his clever and spirited Little Bun suffer any injustice.

Ding Song, who was following behind, perked up his ears when he heard the words "Naihe Bridge."

Who in Dragon Country doesn’t know about the Naihe Bridge!

It’s said to be the passage souls must cross after transmigrating, with the turbulent Wangchuan River waters below, and endless red mandarin duck flowers on both banks of the river.

And when crossing the bridge, an old lady named Meng Po would offer a bowl of Spicy Soup at the head of the bridge.

After drinking the Spicy Soup, all past memories would be forgotten, and the soul would pass over the Naihe Bridge to enter the cycle of reincarnation, never to be oneself again.

The Naihe Bridge was clearly not on this side. Cui Yu walked leisurely, bypassing the King Yama Hall, which was for judging souls, before reaching the Naihe Bridge. Along the way, there were actually patches of mandarin duck flowers. The delicate flowers swayed gracefully, adding different hues to the dark Underworld.

Finally, the three of them reached the Naihe Bridge.

Today, as there were no ghosts transmigrating, everyone went to the human world to visit their relatives, so there was no need to line up. Therefore, Meng Po was not working, and there was no Meng Po at the head of the bridge.

Seeing that the Naihe Bridge was quite empty, Mianmian said, "Uncle Cui must be tired, let Mianmian get down and walk by herself~"

Cui Yu put Mianmian down and watched as Little Bun ran to the edge of the Wangchuan River, standing on the bank and looking down.

The raging Wangchuan River was a vivid crimson, filled with countless ghosts struggling and rolling, reaching out their hands and expressing unbearable pain. These were the ghosts who, when it came to the step of transmigrating, refused to drink Meng Po’s Spicy Soup, clinging to the fantasy of encountering someone from the mortal world once again.

The Underworld had its rules. Without drinking Meng Po’s Spicy Soup, one couldn’t be reincarnated. Instead, they were cast into the waters of the Wangchuan River. Even during the Ghosts Festival, they couldn’t leave and still had to endure the erosion of the bloody waters.

After watching for a while, Mianmian ran back to Cui Yu’s side, hugging his leg.

Cui Yu embraced Little Bun, asking softly, "Scared?"

Mianmian shook her head, "It’s okay, I just think they are a bit silly."

Cui Yu laughed lightly, "Being overly obsessive isn’t good. Each makes their own choices; no one can do anything about it."

Mianmian nodded in agreement upon hearing this, her eyes then drifted to the stone next to the Naihe Bridge.

Why would souls be unwilling to reincarnate? The reason, of course, was because of this Three-Life Stone. Standing in front of it, one would see one’s past three lifetimes. After seeing that, those who can’t let go would naturally become even more attached, especially those with predestined relationships from previous lives.

For example, Liao Yue and Liao An’s mother, that was her case.

Circles of curiosity now filled Mianmian’s round eyes.

Who was she, Su Mianmian, in her past lives?