Journey to the West: Reform of the Underworld and the Start of Developing the Internet

The wave of cross-border trade came with sparks and lightning, sweeping across Chang'an at an extremely fast speed.

The imperial court's decree has not yet been issued, but the atmosphere of the entire Chang'an city has completely changed.

The shopkeepers of major businesses frequently meet, and even nobles and royal relatives have begun to appear in major teahouses and taverns.

Large amounts of gold, silver and treasures are constantly being transported back and forth, and there are endless convoys going in and out of the city gates. The gold ingots piled up on top are shaking, which makes people feel uneasy.

The last time there was such a scene in Chang'an City was when Buddhism was destroyed and houses were confiscated.

Could it be that another corrupt official has been brought down?

The common people didn't understand, but the rich people in Chang'an noticed that something was wrong.

Wang Youcai was one of them.

"Lao Liu, I smell silver!"

"What's the use of smelling it? You have to hold it in your hand to be considered a skill." Old man Liu took a puff of the old tobacco and sneered.

"Do you see this thing in my hand?"

"The rare goods brought back by the caravan from the Western Regions cost me five thousand taels of silver. It was very expensive!"

"I want to go and try it too!"

"Are you crazy? This business is not a small one. Haven't you seen that the royal family members need to cooperate with each other before they dare to go on the road?"

"I know! I just want to go out and try my luck."Wang Youcai insisted.

"Lao Liu, things are changing now. I am different from you!"

"If I don't try this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford the incense after a while."

Seeing Wang Youcai's insistence, Lao Liu stopped trying to dissuade him.

Cross-border business is not that easy to do, and it's common to be robbed on the road.

Wouldn't it be good to live a peaceful life at home and accumulate more merits?

He has to pursue the so-called immortal fate, which is really ambitious. When

Wang Youcai returned home, he began to sell his property. Except for leaving a hundred acres of fertile land for his family, he sold everything else that could be sold.

Although his assets could not be compared with those of the merchant groups and royal relatives, the poor also have their own way of playing.

Just follow the big team.

The landlord class of the entire Tang Dynasty began to go crazy.

There are many adventurists like Wang Youcai.

In order to cultivate immortality, mountains of swords and seas of fire cannot stop the enthusiasm of these people

……

The various demonic behaviors caused by the forum in the earthly immortal world naturally did not escape the eyes of Fengdu.

Not all human dynasties are like the Tang Dynasty, which speeds up the collection of incense by improving the overall national strength.

Most of them directly replace the national currency with incense.

Fengdu neither opposes nor supports this behavior.

But he doesn't know whether the gods can accept it.

Anyway, those are just numbers, and the incense that should be earned will not be reduced by a cent.

Next, the underworld only needs to let mobile phone users quickly consume the number of incense, and the underworld version of incense will become the universal currency of the three realms in the near future.

The City of the Dead, the Hall of Yama.

Fengdu sits high in the main seat, and the judges of Yama are on the left and right

""Your Majesty, thank you for your sudden visit. Is there any mistake in my work?" King Yama asked nervously.

Fengdu waved his hand, signaling King Yama not to be too nervous:"It's nothing, just strolling around!"

"By the way, I have some ideas I want to discuss with you."

"Your Majesty, please tell me. I will do my best to match you."Yan Luo Wang said respectfully. Feng Du nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"The ghosts in the City of the Dead are too violent, and the evil spirits can't get rid of their resentment for a long time. This can't go on like this."

"I plan to turn this place into an entertainment city to speed up the elimination of the resentment of those evil spirits and strive to send those dead ghosts to reincarnation as soon as possible."

"Later, the underworld will allocate a special fund for city repairs. I hope you can make good use of it."

"I will definitely live up to your trust!"

Yan Luo Wang was overjoyed!

No other city had such special treatment, but the City of Wrongful Death did. As expected, he, Yan Luo Wang, was the most trusted ghost of Fengdu Emperor.

"I wonder, Your Majesty, to what extent you plan to repair this entertainment city?"

Looking at King Yama's cautious look, Fengdu smiled evilly.

"The ghosts in our Wrongful Death City can’t live a worse life than the Jade Emperor in Heaven, right?"

King Yama and all the ministers in the palace were stunned for a moment, then their eyes widened and their bodies couldn’t help but tremble.

What did they hear?

Live a life like the Jade Emperor?

Those unfortunate ghosts who died unjustly, how could they be so worthy!

He, King Yama, didn’t even think about enjoying it, let alone enjoying it. Well, he didn’t even dare to think about it!

"This... this this……"

King Yama was so excited that his face turned red, his body was shaking, and his speech was unclear.

The judge beside him hurriedly sent two sticks of incense, and King Yama finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, this... the incense of the underworld……"

"Well, you don't have to worry about the incense. Just build it for me according to the highest standards."

Fengdu interrupted directly, patted King Yama on the shoulder, and said earnestly:"We in the underworld either don't do it, or do it the best. The underworld has been silent for so long. If we want to take off, how can we not be willing to give up incense?"

"In this world, anything fun, delicious, and enjoyable must be found in the City of the Dead."

"In a word, we must have what the Three Realms have, and we must also have what the Three Realms do not have."

"I want to make the ghosts who enter the City of the Wrongly Dead walk through the city, and when they come out, there will be no resentment left on them."

"Your Majesty, if you do this, I'm afraid it will cost too much incense. Isn't this a bad idea?"

Yan Luo Wang's tone was quite weak. He felt very guilty about the money he was holding.

"It's okay, everything will be done according to the highest standards."

With incense in hand, he was naturally confident when he spoke.

If the netherworld wants to be completed, incense alone is far from enough, and the first thing to do is to solve the resentment of the evil spirits.

Resentment is a collection of negative emotions of the creatures in the three realms.

If the resentment is too heavy, the ghost will transform into an evil spirit. If there are too many evil spirits, it may even affect the normal operation of the entire three realms.

To save and eliminate the resentment of the evil spirits is the confidence of the Buddhist sect in controlling the underworld.

Fengdu still didn't believe it. Is the resentment in the underworld really that difficult to eliminate?

It's just resentment. Things that you didn't enjoy in your life, you can experience them after death. Do you still have resentment?

What? Still have?

Then do it again!

King Yama still hesitated. This is not something that can be solved by spending 10 or 20 million incense sticks. It

's simply a bottomless pit of incense sticks.

How could he, the King of Hell who is used to being frugal, accept this?

"Your Majesty, should we be more cautious about this matter? There are not enough evil spirits in the underworld now. Why don't we consult other Yamas?……"

King Yama wanted to persuade him again, but Fengdu shook his head and laughed:

"King Yama, your vision is too small, too small!"

"The renovation of the Wrongful Dead City has been completed, and all the services are charged! Even if the number of evil spirits decreases year by year, tourism can be developed in the future."

"Really?"

King Yama's eyes lit up, he broke free from the judge's support, and jumped up with a somersault.

""Your Majesty Fengdu, if you want to charge, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Good fellow.

So after talking for so long, King Yama thought that he was going to serve the public for free?

When has the underworld ever opened a charity hall? Those evil ghosts want to reincarnate without enough incense?

Dream on.

Haven't you seen that the ghosts arrested by the ghost messenger are busy producing mobile phones?