Tragic Children's Day

A Tragic Children's Day
June 1st, International Children's Day. On this day, most children around the world have a very happy time. They no longer have to read boring books, write illegible characters, sing songs they don't like, or play instruments they may not even understand. They only need to get up early, wash up, put on their prettiest and most comfortable clothes, eat a delicious breakfast, and then head out to the playground, the children's palace, or the zoo—anywhere they like is fine. After a whole day of fun, they drift off to sleep with a feeling of satisfaction, or perhaps a lingering sense of reluctance.
This day is also a holiday for many adults, those who haven't lost their childlike innocence, imagining themselves as children again. They mingle among the children, playing with them. On swings, on rocking horses, on slides, on boats… amidst the children's laughter, and in their own laughter, they truly feel young again.
A smile makes you ten years younger. This is Liu Xiaoxiao's favorite saying. Children's Day, June 1st, was also her favorite holiday. Although she was already twenty-five years old this year, according to her, women are ever-changing, and every year on this day, she was only three years old.
In kindergarten, she celebrated Children's Day with her parents. After the third grade of elementary school, she celebrated Children's Day with her classmates. For three years of junior high school, she celebrated Children's Day alone. During high school, university, and graduate school, she celebrated Children's Day with Xie Bin.
Xie Bin was her first love, her greatest love, and her marriage partner, always, except for June 1st each year. On this day, he was her little father, and she was his little daughter.
Liu Xiaoxiao had been Xie Bin's little daughter for nine days and was happily preparing to be his little daughter for the tenth day.
Her wish came true!
She had a very happy day. Not only that, Xie Bin even proposed to her. Right there at the amusement park, right next to the carousel, in front of so many people, he knelt down and presented her with the engagement ring.
This kind of scene had been overdone in TV dramas, but when it happened to her, it was still so romantic, so unexpected! But marrying Xie Bin was what she had always hoped for, so after a few slightly flustered screams, tears welled in her eyes as she shyly extended her delicate hand to accept the beautiful platinum ring.
Two o'clock in the morning on June 2nd.
Liu Xiaoxiao walked breathlessly along the ring road, her eyes bloodshot. She carried a bottle of liquor in her left hand and another in her right, and her backpack was filled with even more bottles, all filled with amber-colored Budweiser.
"Drink today, for tomorrow we may die; life is short, so seize the day! Don't let your cup be empty before the moon; dying on the battlefield is not worth it!" Liu Xiaoxiao's hoarse voice echoed through the night.
What kind of rubbish was this? A hodgepodge of words, cobbled together and even altered. But Liu Xiaoxiao didn't care anymore; she just wanted to vent, vent, and vent some more. She was so happy! She didn't want to go home; she wanted to relive that wonderful moment from the daytime a little longer.
She was finally getting married! Hahaha!
She raised the bottle in her left hand, took a big gulp, and then, seemingly still not satisfied, raised the bottle in her right hand and took an even bigger gulp.
"Hahaha, double gulp, so satisfying!"
With the bottles almost empty, she tossed them aside with a flourish, then reached into her backpack, pulled out two more bottles, and swaggered up a slope, fumbling for a bottle opener in her jeans pocket.
Two pops, the bottles opened, releasing the fragrant aroma of Budweiser. A surge of blissful excitement rose in her chest, and a new wave of inspiration flashed through her mind. This feeling was so exhilarating, so irresistible, she just had to share it!
Liu Xiaoxiao, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, shouted again, "Men are reliable, sows will fly. Can sows fly? No, unless the tree falls and the pig dies. Hmm, who said that? The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm getting sour grapes, hahaha, trees, trees..." Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened as she stared intently at a birch tree by the roadside.
A gentle breeze blew by, cool and smooth, causing the birch branches and leaves to tremble and rustle—the perfect response to the gentle caress of the breeze.
"Uh..." Liu Xiaoxiao hiccuped, then raised her beautifully shaped lips, which she was always so proud of. She thought the birch tree was afraid of her, trembling with fear. She was very satisfied with the birch tree's reaction.
"It doesn't matter if the tree doesn't fall, as long as it shakes. My man is reliable, haha."
"I'm finally getting married..."
She wanted to announce her marriage to the world again, but before she could say anything more, two blinding white lights shot into her pupils. She couldn't see anything anymore. Immediately afterward, a loud and sharp metallic scraping sound flooded her ears.
The next second, Liu Xiaoxiao sobered up. Ah, no, she seemed even more drunk. She felt like she was flying, lightly, softly, just floating up. The feeling was wonderful, like the feeling of astral projection in a cultivation novel. The world was vast before her eyes, and spiritual energy surged from all directions.
She really had astral projection, but it all happened too fast, and she didn't have time to react. It was all too unbelievable; she hadn't expected it.
A stylish red sports car stopped at her feet. She recognized it—a Lamborghini, in magazines, in the Need for Speed computer game, she had seen it many times. She had also dreamed of owning a Lamborghini, but the price was so high that even if she worked for a hundred years without eating or drinking, she probably couldn't afford it.
Wow! This car is so cool! It's even cooler than the ones she saw in games and magazines! When did Kunming get such a nice car?
Curiosity overcame everything, and Liu Xiaoxiao didn't even notice that she was walking down from more than seven meters in the air. She politely stood three meters away from the car on the road so as not to disturb the owner. Only her greedy eyes remained, brazenly eyeing the metallic beauty before her.
The two beautiful scissor doors opened silently, and two strange old men jumped out of the car. In the dazzling light of the headlights, Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the two oddballs with great interest.
The old man on the left had extremely dark skin, no less so than that of an African native, yet he was wearing a pure white suit. The old man on the right was the opposite of him; his face was frighteningly pale, like someone with albinism. Even his complexion was more rosy than the old man's. He wore a pure black suit. The stark contrast between black and white was their difference. But the rest of the face startled Liu Xiaoxiao.
Shoulder-length snow-white hair, a chest-length snow-white beard, a thin oval face, a high nose, and dark, pupil-less eyes—the same face as the old man.
"Black Impermanence, you old bastard, saying you could drive recklessly at night when no one's around. Now you've killed someone, let's see what you're going to do!" The white-faced old man glanced casually at the road in the distance, then suddenly turned and began to curse the black-faced old man, slapping him hard across the face. "
White Impermanence, you old beast, coming to the human world to race cars was your idea, wasn't it? Hmm? Which bastard said the roads in the human world were wider? Hit me? You're tired of living!" The dark-faced old man, not to be outdone, not only retorted but also delivered a powerful punch to the white-faced old man's chest.
"You black bastard, I said the roads were wide and you came? Who said it was Children's Day today? Hmm? And you drank a whole jar of good wine?"
"You didn't drink, you notorious old drunkard, you didn't drink?"
"So what if I did? Little black dog? I don't drive, I'm not afraid of the traffic cops."
"Old man, of course you won't drive if you can't drive! It's all my fault, isn't it? I'll beat you to death, you shameless thing!"
The two strange old men roared and cursed as they rolled around together, punching and kicking, clawing and elbowing each other. The quiet night sky was instantly filled with the sounds of fists, kicks, and shouts, becoming incredibly noisy.
"Ouch, you little beast, you dare pull my beard! I'll tear your ears off!"
"Ah, you little bastard, you actually bit my neck! Be gentle, I have to go to work tomorrow!"
A muffled voice, "I'll bite you to death!" suddenly became clear, "Ah, my manhood!"
Liu Xiaoxiao was speechless. That last move was the legendary "immortal picking peaches"—even though she occasionally used this move on Xie Bin in playful banter, she couldn't help but blush and tremble with fear. Judging from Black Impermanence's appearance, he was determined to cripple his opponent's manhood. The bulging veins on his wrists showed the immense strength in his hands.

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to watch any longer. She was initially only interested in the nice car, but the two old men's unusual appearances made her want to take a look. As for their argument, aside from the fact that girls are naturally gossipy and enjoy watching a spectacle, Liu Xiaoxiao was already being very kind by not cheering them on.
"Grandpas, you, you..." Liu Xiaoxiao gently approached the two old men, not caring whether they could see her or not, and flashed a kind, Virgin Mary-like smile. She had originally planned to use her silver tongue to comfort the two old men, but seeing Black Impermanence's terrifying eagle claw technique, she couldn't finish her sentence.
White Impermanence glanced at Liu Xiaoxiao, his dark eyes suddenly narrowing, and the muscles on his face twitching. He seemed to have seen something extremely frightening. He stopped his ear-piercing screams and whispered, "Blackie, the person in charge is here!"
Liu Xiaoxiao was bewildered. She was a renowned beauty, so why was that pale-faced old man looking at her with such fear? The person in charge? What person in charge? This was all so strange. Hei Wuchang
turned around when he heard Bai Wuchang's call, revealing an extremely shameless smile. "Xiaoxiao, hehe, nice to meet you. Sorry, sorry!"
"What are you sorry for? You hit and killed him, and you still have the nerve to say sorry?" Bai Wuchang rolled over and got up, straightened his suit, frowned, and said with a silly grin, "Well, Xiaoxiao, he's the one who hit and killed you. It's not my fault, it's not my fault. If you want revenge, find him, find him..."
"You old bastard, even now you still have the mind to shirk responsibility?" Hei Wuchang roared from the ground.
Startled, Bai Wuchang quickly changed his tune: "Xiaoxiao, this, this, today's incident was an accident. Don't worry, don't be afraid, your lifespan isn't over yet, you won't die."
Liu Xiaoxiao's mind was a jumbled mess. What were these two old men babbling about? However, driven by a sliver of subconscious instinct, she quickly grasped the key words in their words.
He hit you and killed you…it was an accident…
death? Death! She suddenly felt the greatest sense of crisis and tragedy she had ever experienced since birth. This terrifying feeling completely shattered her previously heightened sense of happiness.
Death? How could that be? Are you kidding me? She was living a blissful life.
She subconsciously turned her head towards the direction where these two strange old men had been looking when she first met them.
About ten meters away, a girl lay quietly, wearing blue jeans and a blue t-shirt, with fair skin and long hair.
Liu Xiaoxiao ran towards the girl in a panic. Closer and closer, the girl's attire was so similar to her own. What was going on? She
slipped and fell. As she got up, Liu Xiaoxiao cried, not because of the pain of the fall—quite the opposite, she felt no pain at all. In fact, when she fell, she even felt as if her face had been buried in the ground.
She finally reached the girl's side. Bloodstains, spilled liquor, shards of glass, and a completely unfamiliar yet incredibly familiar corpse—it was herself.
Liu Xiaoxiao told herself, this was a dream, it must be a dream. She had drunk a lot; she must have fallen asleep. Wake up, she had to wake up. This dream was too terrifying; she didn't want to continue. She was young, beautiful, and outstanding. She wanted to get married; she didn't want to die!
Liu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and pinched herself hard. It didn't hurt at all. Ah! What was happening? Was it a dream? Had she drunk too much and fallen asleep in the street? How terrifying! She jolted awake, screaming, "Wake up!"
Nothing seemed to have changed around her; the ground was still covered in blood, spilled liquor, shards of glass, and her own corpse.
How could this dream be so terrifying? How could she wake up? Should she do something drastic? Hmm? Yes, something drastic. Liu Xiaoxiao knelt down and slammed her head against the road with all her might. Everything was pitch black; it felt like her upper body was sinking into the ground.
Was the slam not hard enough? Then she'd jump and slam again. Liu Xiaoxiao leaped high, at least ten meters high, suspending herself in mid-air. She couldn't take it anymore. Ten meters in a leap, and she could suspend herself—could she fly? Looking at the black, leathery asphalt road, Liu Xiaoxiao hesitated. If slamming herself like this didn't wake her, if the news of her death was indeed true, what should she do?
Once upon a time, she had dreamed of how wonderful it would be if there were souls after death, and one's consciousness wouldn't dissipate—it seemed so beautiful. But now, she felt no joy at all. She had a strong feeling that she was truly dead, and the feeling of death was awful.
The two old men arrived beside her body. Bai Wuchang looked up and waved at her, teasingly saying, "Hey, girl, how was the feeling of flying?"
"Beautiful my foot, you old bastard!" Liu Xiaoxiao had completely lost her ladylike demeanor; she was almost going crazy and had no mind to joke with him.
Bai Wuchang shrank his neck, stuck out his tongue like a child, and said self-deprecatingly, "This little girl is so fierce, so fierce. My life is so miserable."
Hei Wuchang slapped him, pulled out a handheld computer from his pocket, pressed a few buttons randomly, and then laughed. Of course, he was secretly laughing; it was a reaction only in his heart, not something that could be seen on his face.
"Xiaoxiao, I hit and killed you. I was wrong, I'm so sorry, I deserve to die, I'm guilty, please forgive this old man. Life in the underworld is tough, and today is Children's Day, Xiaoxiao, you like Children's Day too, right? For the sake of being fellow sufferers, please forgive us." Black Impermanence pitifully admitted his mistake to Liu Xiaoxiao.
Liu Xiaoxiao got down, but she ignored the old man. She just sat quietly beside her own corpse, looking at it again and again, crying and crying, for a long, long time... She wanted to clean her body, to make it less unsightly, less bloody and mangled. Unfortunately, she could no longer touch herself, so close to her own body.
Her heart slowly calmed down, and she finally accepted the fact that she was dead. But, to forgive these two old men, that was absolutely impossible! She was dead, she was dead, she was dead! She was only 25 years old this year, she had just experienced the most wonderful day of her life, she didn't want to die! She didn't want to die!
"Xiaoxiao, it's too late to change anything now. Why don't you calm down and let's think of a solution?"
"Think of a solution? I'm dead, what solution can I think of? You owe me my life! You owe me my husband! Waaaaah..."
"Xiaoxiao..."
"You old bastard, shut up! I'll ask you something: is the underworld the place where the dead go? Is there a King Yama in the underworld? Are you two the Black and White Impermanence, the soul-collecting messengers?" Liu Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears. She had been crying for a long time, and crying anymore was useless. She might as well ask some more practical questions first.
"The underworld is the place where the dead go. There is a King Yama. We two are the Black and White Impermanence. Xiaoxiao, you're so smart! Do you usually like reading ghost stories? If you like them, I'll tell you stories every day from now on. My storytelling skills are top-notch!" Even at this point, Black Impermanence was still trying to win people over. What an old bastard and an old fool.
"Alright, alright, since you have both, that's good. When I get to the underworld, I'll give you both a thorough dressing down before King Yama. You two old bastards, you overstepped your bounds, drove under the influence, fought, murdered for money, assaulted a respectable woman, and forcibly destroyed a happy marriage! I'll sentence you both to ten thousand years in prison!"
The Black and White Impermanence shuddered. Retribution had come so quickly? Murder for money? Assault? Destroyed a marriage? No way, this girl is sharp-tongued and full of tricks; she's difficult to deal with. They had already seen this information on their handheld computers right after the car accident. They couldn't let this girl really cause trouble in King Yama's court!
The two old men exchanged a glance; their millennia-long understanding allowed them to immediately reach a consensus!
"Girl, listen to me, your lifespan hasn't ended yet. According to the rules, you can return to the world of the living." Black Impermanence extended an olive branch. Your
lifespan hasn't ended, and you can return to the world of the living? Liu Xiaoxiao had heard everything clearly. The old man had said that things were beyond repair, and even if she could be brought back to life, so what? She was a beautiful woman, but that guy had smashed her face beyond recognition. Even if she could be resurrected, she would be an ugly monster, and might even be paralyzed. At that point, even if Xie Bin still wanted her, she wouldn't have the face to burden him anymore. She wouldn't do something so unfair.
"I don't believe it! You two old bastards, don't try to fool me. My body is already like that. You want me to go back? I... I'd rather die than go back!" "I
won't go back," Liu Xiaoxiao shouted these six words, filled with helplessness towards death, attachment to the world, and a strong sense of vengeful pleasure. It was truly a complex emotion.
"I won't go back..."
"I won't go back..."
"I won't go back..."
The Black and White Impermanence's minds were buzzing, as if someone had drilled into their heads and was frantically drumming. However, sadness aside, and drumming aside, wasn't this the effect they wanted? Liu Xiaoxiao's body had already been shattered, her bones broken and her internal organs shattered. If she strongly demanded to return to her original body, that would be the biggest headache for these two old men.
"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, um, do you know about time travel? And, do you know about rebirth? Do you want to time travel? Do you want to be reborn?" Black Impermanence fired a sugar-coated bullet.
Liu Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and hit hard. She swallowed a little of the sugar coating, which tasted a bit good, and she also absorbed the bullet, but it hadn't exploded yet, so the effect wasn't visible.
Time travel? Rebirth? Oh, she knew about that. She had read many novels on this topic. All the sisters who time traveled, whether to the past or the future, and whatever role they played, always had a wonderful experience. She herself had once fantasized about time traveling to a cultivation world or a martial arts world, experiencing the wonderful feeling of being a heroine.
Could it be that time travel isn't just something from novels, but actually possible? The shock of this news was too great; Liu Xiaoxiao temporarily forgot the pain of death, her mind completely in chaos.

Time travel, should she go through time travel?
Death, death, was she really dead?
Dream, dream, was this a dream?
Yes, it must be a dream!
Humans are strange creatures. When the cruelty of reality exceeds a person's imagination and acceptance, that person might choose amnesia, forget everything that happened, or fabricate a beautiful lie to convince themselves. As a materialist, as an extremely optimistic person who loved life, after some struggle, Liu Xiaoxiao believed the lie. She wasn't dead; she was just dreaming, having a rather interesting dream. Since she couldn't wake up after several attempts, she might as well continue. Anyway, she would naturally wake up at dawn.
The Black and White Impermanence immediately noticed that Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes were becoming glazed over, and they struck while the iron was hot, launching another sugar-coated bullet. "Xiaoxiao, I have someone in mind. Do you think she's suitable? The daughter of the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Ministry of War, a golden branch and jade leaf! Seventeen years old, stunningly beautiful, a renowned beauty in the world! Look..."
"Hmph, just the daughter of the Minister of War? Do you have any other choices?" Liu Xiaoxiao replied indifferently. Self-deception was really effective; she immediately immersed herself in the role, continuing to enjoy this strange dream.
In reality, she was already quite satisfied with the role of the Minister's daughter. The golden branch and jade leaf aside, even if it wasn't quite there, she could still rely on her intelligence to achieve a happy and fulfilling life. Seventeen years old—that was a huge temptation. Just think, eight years younger, how wonderful! A renowned beauty in the world—that was quite a shock too. Although Liu Xiaoxiao was considered a great beauty herself, compared to someone renowned throughout the world, she knew she was a million miles behind.
However, the concept of contentment didn't exist in her mind. She loved adventure, excitement, youth, and better things. She wouldn't let go of any opportunity to gain more benefits.
Black Impermanence stared longingly at Liu Xiaoxiao, his face contorted with worry. "Xiaoxiao, be content with what you have. There are other options. Princess, Queen, Empress, cultivation genius—which one do you like?" Before Liu Xiaoxiao could think, he quickly added, "However, a person's lifespan is predetermined at birth. If you choose the princess, you'll live ten years less; if you choose the queen, you'll live twenty years less. As for the cultivation genius, he'll only live ten years before being killed in an accident—there's no escaping it."
That old scoundrel!
Actually, transmigration is extremely dependent on fate. For one person's soul to possess another, their blood type must match, and their bones and muscles must be as similar as possible. Most importantly, timing is crucial; the soul must possess another person just before they die to survive. In Hei Wuchang's handheld computer, there was only one girl from a parallel world suitable for Liu Xiaoxiao at the moment. That woman, named Xiao Qinglin, had less than five minutes left to live. Hei Wuchang had to take advantage of the time Liu Xiaoxiao was temporarily bewitched to persuade her as quickly as possible. Otherwise, he would have no choice but to take Liu Xiaoxiao back to the underworld, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Sure enough, Liu Xiaoxiao, this cowardly girl, immediately fell for the trap. She asked again, unwillingly, "Alright then, a high-ranking official's daughter it is. But how many years can this daughter live? Will life be good?"
"How many years? That's a secret. I can only tell you, but at least several decades. As for life, it'll be much better than your current one. Luxurious clothes, boundless happiness, and plenty of handsome men. After all, your death was an accident, so we brothers should give you some compensation, right?"
"Okay, then... shall we? We'll transmigrate now?" Liu Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction; she couldn't wait.
Let's transmigrate then.
A flash of white light.
Liu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe, as if a rope was wrapped around her neck and she couldn't remove it. Where were her feet? She was going to die, why couldn't her feet touch the ground? Her body felt limp, and she couldn't muster any strength in her hands.
"Ugh, you old bastard, I'm going to die!" Liu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, squeezing out a sentence that even she herself couldn't understand.
Fortunately, the Black Impermanence roughly understood her meaning, and the old man hurriedly shouted, "Don't panic, don't panic, I'll go get someone! Xiaoxiao, bear with it, bear with it!"
A creak sounded, like a door opening.
"Miss, Miss! Someone come quick! Miss is hanging herself!" A very pleasant yet anxious voice reached her ears.
About five seconds later, a flurry of footsteps approached. Liu Xiaoxiao felt as if someone had grabbed her legs, then her body felt light, her throat cleared, ah, fresh air! Liu Xiaoxiao breathed deeply, experiencing for the first time how wonderful it felt to feel this colorless and odorless gas circulating through her body.
Liu Xiaoxiao sat down on the ground, took a few more refreshing breaths, and slowly opened her eyes. A beautiful young woman, about thirteen or fourteen years old, came into view. Her face was fair with a rosy glow, a beautiful oval shape, and her skin was smooth as satin, as tender as a baby's. Not to mention her delicate little nose and mouth, and her large, misty eyes, brimming with affection. Her attire consisted of a low bun and a close-fitting, round-necked purple robe. But what dynasty was this clothing from? It seemed somewhat similar to Tang Dynasty clothing, though she couldn't quite say.
But enough, enough, Liu Xiaoxiao was satisfied with just this first impression. This little girl called her "Miss," so she really was a young lady? How beautiful! If even a maid felt this way, what about herself? She
casually glanced around.
Hmm, behind the little girl were three or four young servants, good-looking and of good build, but their demeanor seemed a little lacking? Oh well, they were ancient people, and just teenagers; their expectations weren't that high. The furnishings in this room seem quite nice. Take the green desk next to her, for example; the wood must be top-quality. She'd seen it in furniture stores before—top-grade green sandalwood, incredibly expensive and excellent.
The bookshelves were piled high with books; was this a study? Several pink and white vases were placed in the gaps between them. Ah, antiques! Although Liu Xiaoxiao knew nothing about antiques, her intuition told her they were all valuable items. Wow, she was rich now! Her imagination was so vivid; she could create such a magical dream, and it felt so real, so fascinating.
Liu Xiaoxiao surveyed her surroundings and began straining her neck, searching for those two old bastards, Black and White Impermanence.
"Xiaoxiao, looking for us? Don't bother looking anymore. You've already returned to life; you can't see us anymore. Hmm, are you satisfied with this?" Black Impermanence's voice came from beside her.
So the old man was invisible. If she couldn't see him, so be it; at least she could hear him. At this moment, in Liu Xiaoxiao's mind, this old, ugly, strangely dressed, and utterly incoherent old man seemed to have become quite endearing.
"Uh..." Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to say she was satisfied, but her neck had just undergone a major ordeal, and being able to utter even a single "uh" sound was already quite an achievement.
"I'm glad you're satisfied. Remember this: from now on, your name is Xiao Qinglin. You are the daughter of Xiao Huanzhi, the Minister of War. Your father is a handsome old man, and your mother is a great beauty. The little girl in front of you is your personal maid. Her name is Moyu, given to you by your father. The four young men behind Moyu are servants of the Xiao family, named Xiao Da, Xiao Er, Xiao San, and Xiao Si. Don't ask me why their names are so awful. In ancient times, you were a servant, so having a name was already a blessing. As for the others, just pretend to be crazy and act silly, and you'll get to know them quickly. Anyway, you were playing the hanging game today, so your brain might be a little damaged, and no one will suspect anything. If there's nothing else, we two brothers will be leaving!"
"Ah..." Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to say yes, but her words changed as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxiao, we brothers caused a huge accident while speeding after drinking. I'm really sorry. Helping you be reborn in this world is just a small compensation. This world is completely different from your previous one, so you'll have to adapt well! Your tongue, well, I tampered with it a little, consider it giving you a little superpower. You'll find out later, the benefits are huge!"
"Click..." Actually, Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to say, "Damn, this old man is actually imitating Japanese devils? Huge benefits, well, tongue, superpower? That's really something to look forward to!"
After saying his last words, Black Impermanence shook his head and floated into the void. Behind him, White Impermanence followed closely. Indistinctly, yet gradually becoming clearer, two figures appeared faintly in front of them. Black and White Impermanence's faces darkened, and they flew towards the two figures.
"Yo, White Impermanence, Black Impermanence, aren't you two old ghosts on holiday today?" White Impermanence cupped his hands and greeted them.
"Bai Wuchang, stop talking nonsense! If you hadn't caused such a mess, would we be here? Let me tell you, my position is currently held by your wife. If she doesn't give it up when we get back, don't blame me for turning on you!" Bai Youchang's tone was anything but friendly in the face of Bai Wuchang's low-level feigned ignorance.
"My wife… do you think she'll give it to you? She's the number one mahjong fanatic in the underworld. Giving her your position would only make you a fool. What did the King of Hell say?" Bai Wuchang gave a bitter smile. The arrival of Hei Bai Youchang and Bai Hei Youchang so quickly meant the King of Hell's palace was going to be lively today. "What else
could he say? Unauthorized crossing of the line, drunk driving, and even killing a living person. You two are infamous now! Judging from the King's tone, your year-end bonuses for the next thousand years will probably have to go to the national treasury!"
"A thousand years, damn it, that's too cruel!"

Liu Xiaoxiao—no, no, now she's called Xiao Qinglin.
After Hei Bai Youchang and Bai Hei Youchang left, Xiao Qinglin sat on the ground in a daze. She'd really transmigrated! The idyllic life from those fantasy novels was about to become a reality in her life. This dream was truly magical.
A youth without infatuation is a wasted youth; her mind was now soaring, fantasizing from seventeen to thirty, still not satisfied, as she prepared to enter menopause. Handsome men, money, power, status—come on, come on, bring it all! It was just a dream anyway; whatever she wanted, she should have, right?
Mo Yu had called her name many times, but she couldn't hear him. The four Xiao brothers had also called her name many times, but she still couldn't hear him.
"Miss, alas, your life is so bitter. Master is gone, Madam is gone, and now you're leaving too?" Facing the seemingly dazed Xiao Qinglin, Mo Yu sobbed softly, tears wetting her face and clothes. It was clear that she and this former eldest daughter of the Xiao family had a very close relationship.
"Moyu, stop crying. The people from the Prince's mansion are about to raid the study. You should go and prepare. Miss looks like she's gone mad. Actually, it's better if she's mad. It's so painful to be awake. The whole family is either dead or scattered. It's better to live in a dream and enjoy a few more days." Xiao Da gently patted Moyu's shoulder, softly comforting her.
"No, I want to be with Miss. I'd rather die than be separated from her."
"Moyu, why are you doing this? You've already been sold to the Night Prince's mansion. You'll probably never see her again in this lifetime."
Bang! Smash! The rough and loud sound of kicking the door interrupted their conversation and pulled Xiao Qinglin back to reality. A burly man with a dark face, wearing silver armor, strode in. Behind him were ten strong young men, carrying spears and dressed in blue tight-fitting clothes. On their chests, there was a large circle with the character "勇" (brave) written in the center.
"Wow, what a lively scene, so many people. This pretty little beauty, are you called Mo Yu? Tsk tsk tsk, beautiful, beautiful, truly beautiful, you really are the most beautiful woman in the Minister's mansion. No wonder His Highness the Prince was so eager to have you when the order to confiscate your property was issued. Um..." The leading officer teased Mo Yu for a while, then took out a portrait, compared it back and forth, and finally fixed his eyes on Xiao Qinglin.
He continued, "So Miss Xiao is here too. I am Ye Zheng, a fifth-rank bodyguard under Prince Ye, paying my respects to Miss Xiao!" Ye Zheng waved his hand, elegantly tossing his black cloak behind him, and half-knelt to give Xiao Qinglin a deep bow.
Xiao Qinglin had been disturbed by this group of burly men, and even startled by "Little Xiao," so she was still angry. She had just been pondering how people in ancient times would express their anger when this officer suddenly knelt before her. Caught off guard, the usually easygoing Xiao Qinglin readily forgave him, waving her hand and smiling lightly, "No need for formalities, no need for formalities."
"Thank you, Miss!" Ye Zheng again elegantly tossed his cloak, chuckling as he stood up. This rugged and heroic image of a tough guy impressed Xiao Qinglin greatly, and her two "no need for formalities" made her feel quite pleased. It's good to have a powerful father; having the Minister of War as a father is indeed very advantageous. But what exactly do these men mean by barging in so aggressively and saying such inexplicable things?
Just as Xiao Qinglin was pondering what else to say, Ye Zheng spoke again.
"Men! Seize all seven of them! Same rules as before: take what you can, smash what you can't! Search every nook and cranny, every hidden compartment!"
Ten scouts stepped forward and shouted, "Yes, sir!"
Two scouts grabbed Mo Yu, four grabbed Xiao Da and the other three, while the remaining four approached Xiao Qinglin with ill intent.
What was going on? What was going on? Someone dared to come and arrest people directly from the Ministry of War's residence? Arresting an ordinary servant would be one thing, but judging from the situation, they were actually targeting her.
Xiao Qinglin's mind was a complete mess. This scene was not only far beyond her control, but also beyond anything she had imagined. What to do, what to do? In a moment of
quick thinking, Xiao Qinglin shrieked, "How dare you! Stop! Stop right there!"
The four young men were startled and stopped. The others in the room also stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman curiously.
Okay, the situation was temporarily under control. What to do next? After quickly and carefully recalling scenes from ancient dramas in her mind, Xiao Qinglin frowned and gritted her teeth, shouting, "You audacious servants, how dare you trespass into the Minister's residence! Guards, seize them!"
Oh my god! She'd lost face big time, really lost face. Just look at the reaction of the young officers. The eleven men burst into laughter. Hehehe, hahaha… as if they'd heard a very funny joke. Ye Zheng turned around with a wild laugh, casually waving his hand as he left. The ten young men immediately understood, laughing and escorting Xiao Qinglin and the other six out the door.
Outside the study was a large courtyard, and beyond that, even more courtyards, with white walls, dark blue-gray roof tiles, and several beautiful brown pavilions. The copper bells on the rooftops tinkled melodiously in the wind. It was an exceptionally beautiful architectural complex, but Xiao Qinglin had no time to appreciate it, for the courtyard and surrounding area were already in complete chaos.
Everywhere, young soldiers in tight-fitting clothes, under the command of their officers, were frantically shouting and yelling, looting, carrying, and smashing everything outside the Minister's residence. They were all commoners born into poverty, who could never afford such a beautiful house even after a lifetime of hard work. They were all soldiers who had risked their lives on the battlefield, with only a one in ten thousand chance of surviving and attaining the position of Minister of War. Now, they were gleefully beating, smashing, and looting, venting their discontent with their fate and their schadenfreude over the fall of a great man.
Along the way, Xiao Qinglin saw piles of vases, paintings and calligraphy, and silks, as well as two or three exquisite and sturdy large chests. But what she saw most was a face flushed with excitement and pleasure.
Xiao Qinglin was dumbfounded. What was going on? What was going on? This was completely different from what she had imagined. Why was this wonderful dream turning into such a depressing one? Wasn't she the daughter of the Minister of War? Wasn't her brand new, beautiful, and youthful life just beginning? She couldn't think straight anymore. She was just dumbfounded as two young men grabbed her arms and half-slid, half-walked through three or four courtyards, finally arriving at the gate of the Minister's mansion.
Two women approached with cruel smiles, groping Xiao Qinglin wantonly. To their surprise, Xiao Qinglin had absolutely nothing of value on her. One woman, cursing, kicked her and knocked her to the ground. Just as she was about to remove her embroidered shoes, another woman shouted, "What are you searching for? Stop searching! Have you ever seen a young lady so poor that she doesn't even have a single item on her? Men, tie her up!"
Two burly men responded and hastily bound Xiao Qinglin before throwing her into a carriage.
"Wake up, wake up! Waaah, why can't I wake up from this dream! Black and White Impermanence, you two old bastards, you lied to me, you lied to me! I won't transmigrate! I'm going to the King of Hell to sue you and have you imprisoned for ten thousand years! Ah... I'm so pitiful, waaaah... I don't want to have this dream anymore! I don't want to die! I want to go back! I want to get married... waaaah..."
Hours later, Xiao Qinglin's earth-shattering screams finally echoed from inside the carriage. In fact, Black and White Impermanence hadn't lied to her; she had indeed transmigrated, and she was indeed the daughter of the Minister of War. However, the Black and White Impermanence didn't tell her that the little girl she possessed had just lost her parents and brothers, and that she herself had hanged herself due to excessive grief. Unaware of this, Liu Xiaoxiao took her place and was sold to a place called Xiushui Manor.
But things weren't all that bad; at least in that distant and dark time, she indirectly got a small wish fulfilled: the Black and White Impermanence were imprisoned in the Underworld by King Yama for negligence and accidental death, though their sentence was only one hundred years.

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