Chapter 0001: One Day in the Underground Equals a Hundred Years in the Human World

Damn it! Are you jealous of my extraordinary talent, intelligence, and unparalleled martial arts skills, Tang Bohu? Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?! Tang Bohu did not know why, but today he felt an overwhelming urge to curse the heavens, "Damn it, stinky heavens, if you have the guts, just let me die!"

Crackling! ! !

Oh no! My husband has fallen from the upstairs!" In a moment of panic, a young wife who was engrossed in gambling saw Tang Bohu fall from the roof and exclaimed, "Hurry over to take a look!

Ghost? Tang Bohu was taken aback, "Could it be... I am already dead?"

In the Hall of Yama

Thud ! ! !

Ghost! Upon seeing the source of the sound, Tang Bohu exclaimed in shock and involuntarily took a few steps back. At that moment, standing before Tang Bohu were actually a bull-headed figure and a horse-faced figure. "Bull-headed and horse-faced?"

It turned out that, after much effort, Tang Bohu managed to marry Qiuxiang, only to be horrified to discover that her gambling nature surpassed that of his other eight concubines. Tang Bohu's poetry collection, famous paintings, and so on were all ruined beyond recognition by these nine concubines.

At this moment, the judge was carefully examining the Book of Life and Death when he suddenly furrowed his brow and asked, "Tang Bohu, how did you die?"

Others laugh at my madness, while I laugh at those who cannot see through the facade! After a moment, Tang Bohu gently waved his fan, pondered for a while, and suddenly raised his head.

Is this the road to the underworld? Tang Bohu has already understood, so it turns out that no one will save me. Well, the facts have already occurred, but I can only seek my beloved confidante in the next life! Tang Bohu truly has a clear perspective on this!

The distance from hell to the earth should be closer than the distance from the earth to heaven, could it be that only a few days have passed on earth? Tang Bohu speculated: "Then hurry and send me back! I might still make it to the Lantern Festival!"

"Heavens! Why treat me, Tang Bohu, this way!" Tang Bohu pointed to the sky with his fan, crying out in despair, his voice so mournful that it could break one's heart. "Why must I, Tang Bohu, marry eight beautiful wives and yet still be unable to find my true soulmate, the one who understands my heart, even after being united with Qiuxiang?"

"That's right! Everyone is a ghost," said the horse-faced figure.

Boom!!

Oh! So it turns out we are of the same kind, then there is really nothing to fear. Upon hearing this, Tang Bohu patted his chest, let out a sigh, but suddenly shouted: "What? I am of the same kind as you?"

This person is Tang Yin, who was born in the sixth year of the Chenghua era of the Ming Dynasty, specifically in the Year of the Tiger, on the first day of the first month at the hour of the Tiger, hence the name Tang Yin. Due to his birth year being associated with the tiger, he is also known as Tang Bohu. He is regarded as one of the most outstanding poets and painters in the world today. Not only is he well-versed in various musical rhythms, but he is also renowned for his exceptional skills in both calligraphy and painting, earning the admiration of people of all ages during his time.

As soon as Tang Bohu's words fell, the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with the sound of thunder! The overcast weather instantly enveloped the entire world, creating an atmosphere so heavy it was suffocating

After listening to Tang Bohu's words, the judge nodded thoughtfully and said, "Tang Bohu, there is one thing I need to clarify with you: in fact, your lifespan is not yet over"

"Are you the judge?" After Tang Bohu fainted, he was taken to the King of Hell's hall by the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, awaiting the final judgment from the judge. "You must find me a good family!"

"If it falls, it falls! It won't kill you! Are you looking for an excuse to sneak away?" Another delicate wife said, "Let's finish this round before we go!"

What is this place? Tang Bohu looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and felt a wave of strangeness. Did I not fall from the roof? Could it be that someone saved me? Tang Bohu then clasped his hands together and said, "May I ask which hero saved me? I am deeply grateful!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Bohu rolled his eyes and fainted, "Which pot is not to be mentioned? Hurry up and let me be reincarnated!"

"Tang Bohu, listen carefully." The judge looked at Tang Bohu and, unable to bear it, said word by word: "In fact, one day in heaven is equivalent to one year on earth. And one day in hell... has already been a hundred years!"

Hey hey... just joking, you can't be serious! Upon seeing this scene, Tang Bohu suddenly took a step back, but he forgot that he was on the roof. With that one step, he found himself falling, like a kite with a broken string.

Tang Bohu felt a wave of melancholy, and could only slowly walk down a path.

Hmm! Theoretically, yes! The judge nodded and said, "However, there is something I need to clarify with you. Have you ever heard that one day in heaven is equivalent to one year on earth?"

"That's right, we are ghosts." In response, the ox-headed figure said, "However, there's no need for you to be so alarmed! We are all of the same kind!"

It is said that Tang Bohu encountered a lightning strike and fell from a building, yet his nine beautiful wives acted as if nothing had happened and continued to gamble, resulting in a delay in rescue that led to their demise at the age of twenty

Um... the judge thought for a moment and glanced at Tang Bohu, "As long as you can endure, that is good. What I just told you was about the time difference between heaven and earth. Now, let me tell you about the time difference between hell and earth."

That's right! Hurry up and start! multiple noisy voices urged.

Can I go back?" Tang Bohu was feeling quite frustrated, as his lover, the Lady of Thunder, was from mhetushu.com. However, upon hearing the judge say he could return, he asked in a frenzy, "Really?" If there is no need to die, of course, no one wishes for death

Tang Bohu! Suddenly, someone called out from behind, and Tang Bohu turned around abruptly

It feels eerie here! Tang Bohu couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. After a shiver, he straightened his spirit and continued on his way.

"Nonsense! If you weren't dead, how could you possibly be on this road to the underworld?" Niu Tou glanced at Tang Bohu with disdain and said, "I often hear the dead speak of how talented Tang Bohu is in the human world, but it turns out he is just a fool!"

However, after a long while, there was not a sound to be heard

Indeed! The judge closed the book of life and death and said: "You have insulted the heavens, and as a result... you were struck dead by his lover, Lady Thunder, in a fit of rage! Although Lady Thunder was punished afterward, you have arrived in the underworld, which goes against the natural order of heaven. Therefore, we must find a way to send you back."

This is the last sentence spoken by Tang Bohu during the Ming Dynasty

The scene shifts

Originally, the mere falling of a roof posed no threat to Tang Bohu. However, at the moment Tang Bohu fell, there was a loud "crack" followed by a flash of silver light that precisely struck the descending Tang Bohu, instantly rendering him unconscious

In the spring of the sixth year of the reign of Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, during the Chenghua period, 20.

Moreover, although Tang Bohu had nine beautiful wives, he found himself unable to sleep alone every night. The reason was that each of his wives was a night owl and indulged in gambling. They would not rest until the third watch of the night. In such circumstances, Tang Bohu could only sigh and complain to the heavens all day long

It is still the first time I have seen someone accept the fact of their own death so quickly! Usually, we receive those who wail and lament, but your boldness truly lives up to the name of Tang Bohu!" Ma Mian smiled and suddenly approached Tang Bohu, saying, "I have heard that Brother Tang has nine beautiful wives, like flowers and jade! How enviable that is! Envying the dead!" Ma Mian looked at Tang Bohu with a face full of envy and murmured, "If only I could have so many ghostly wives, how wonderful that would be!

"It doesn't matter." Tang Bohu was a clever man and immediately understood the judge's meaning. "I think, I will only be here for a few days at most; the world on the ground, after a few years, shouldn't change much, right"

"Is my life not yet over?" asked Tang Bohu. "What does it mean? It means that my day to die has not yet come"

In a luxurious residence, a young man, holding a fan, stands atop a high roof, his expression cold and indifferent as he gazes at the distant scenery. Occasionally, the sounds of playful laughter reach his ears.

Tang Bohu clearly explained the process of his death to the judge one by one