Chapter 29: The God of Fate

  "Respected fate god, you can take away any item on this child as long as you're happy." A voice sounded in my ear, I struggled to open my eyes and found myself standing in front of that ugly woman again, except there was a hunchbacked man who seemed very familiar beside her.

  "Oh? So you're saying I can not only take her headscarf, but also her long gown, and even the bells on her ankles?" The ugly woman asked with a wide grin, showing off her pearly white teeth.

  "Of course, if you wish it, you are so noble, all the good things in the underworld should belong to you." The man said humbly.

  "Haha……" The woman suddenly burst into a fit of mad laughter.

  After a moment, she finally stopped laughing, but her face still retained an obvious smile.

  "You're really good at talking, I like listening. But you won't turn around and report me, will you? After all, this is something from the Yang world, it's supposed to be returned to the national treasury. You're really sinister, are you trying to drag me down and make me commit a crime?" As she spoke, a layer of gloomy aura rose up on the woman's face.

  This woman's mind is really deep.

  As I looked at her, I couldn't help but shiver with a chill, and at this moment, the man beside me gently put his arm around my shoulder.

  "You are the god of our destiny, how dare I have such thoughts?" The man's hand on my shoulder trembled slightly, and his voice also fell. "You are the most trusted minister of Yan Wang Ye and Pi Shi Wang, who has the greatest prestige in the court and is in charge of the fate of future humanity. How can I bear to put you in an unkind and unjust position? A god as noble as you, even if we present all the best things in the world to you, it would not be excessive. It's just that we are too humble, and really don't have anything valuable, except for these things on my daughter's body that might slightly catch your eye. This is something I spent a lot of money specifically buying for her, especially this silk scarf. Don't look down on it, but it's not an ordinary scarf. Please believe me, it's absolutely a very valuable thing."

  "Something valuable?" The ugly girl's eyes rolled around in a circle, and she said with a skeptical tone: "How can you bear to give me something of value?"

  "I have no other requests, I just want you to help her have a relatively fortunate life after she returns to the world of the living." The man said sincerely.

  I stared at him in surprise. Listening to his words, could this person in front of me be my father? What would the father in my dreams look like?

  A black mist obscured his face, and I could only vaguely make out his body, while his facial features were very blurry.

  "Haha... You're still quite clever. Do you know why you and your daughter arrived in the underworld so early?" The woman smiled triumphantly.

  "It's because we didn't receive the blessing of the God of Fate before our birth, and it's our fault for not recognizing a great mountain when we saw one. We should have come to visit you long ago." The man who claimed to be my father removed his hand from my shoulder and bowed humbly.

  "Hmph! You've got some nerve. What did you just call me? Goddess of Fate? Ha, I like it, I like it a lot. They all call me ugly girl, humph! It's infuriating! Meng Po isn't any prettier than me, and every time I see that big mouth of hers, I feel nauseous, but no one dares to call her ugly girl! You're all blind!"

  "Yes, yes." The man murmured in agreement.

  "My everything was ruined by that old hag Meng Po, if it weren't for her Meng Po soup, how would the world have forgotten the tattoos I painstakingly designed and drew for them? It's all because of Meng Po, I hate her to death! She made the dead ghosts forget their past grievances, they can't even remember who controlled their fate in the next life! It was me! I am their master! Meng Po is remembered by the world, but what about me? What have I become? Everyone in the world knows there's a Meng Po, is everything I've done doomed to be unknown and leave no trace? What am I? I don't want to be an idiot who puts in effort without being recognized." The ugly woman muttered to herself, her eyes emitting a piercing glare directly at the man.

  Under the bright light as white daylight, the man's face appeared in front of me.

  What a face is this? No nose, no chin, a pair of eyes that seem familiar, but have become much more weathered, as if telling the story of the wind and rain they've experienced. The chin seems to be like a tree with its branches cut off, revealing fresh red flesh.

  "Ah!" I stared at his face, and was terrified in my heart. How could such a person be my father?

  "Faye, did I scare you?" The man's eyes showed a pained light as he looked at me and asked.

  "Me? I'm called Fei'er?" I looked at him in a daze. Could it be that my past life was with the name Fei'er? It's actually much better than Xiaomei.

  "Hah, you father and daughter's fate is quite bitter, meeting in the underworld, yet the daughter doesn't even recognize her dad." Ugly Yang said with a strange tone.

  Is the person in front of me really my father? After hearing her words, I became even more bewildered.