The little boy did not like the city of Shanghai. It was not because of the tall buildings, nor was it because of the noise of the people. It was because when he stood on a high place and looked around, he always felt that the traffic around him, whether it was cars or people, was too fast.
He hated this feeling, inexplicably hated it.
That's true.
He had once found a cave and lived in it for hundreds of years. How could he possibly like this feeling?
"What's wrong? Are you frowning because you're in a bad mood?"
At this time, the old priest also walked out of the staircase on the rooftop,
Although he wouldn't be of much use even if he came here, he still had to stand down and make his presence known.
In this world, there were far too many useless things that needed to be done through formalities.
It wasn't that everyone was stupid and liked to do useless things.
But because,
Many people didn't have any other abilities and could only do this kind of meaningless thing to give themselves the feeling that they were busy doing something.
For example, the current Old Priest.
"Tsk tsk, the roof is so cold."
"I don't like the feeling here. They are all so fast."
The little boy said.
"Oh, you mean the pace of life?"
"Rhythm of life, yes, what do you mean?"
"Yes, the pace of life is different. Of course, many people don't understand this, but they just talk about it.
For example, when many people mentioned Chengdu, they would say that it was a city with a slow pace of life. In fact, this statement was wrong. You just went to a city for a tour or to take a look, and you wouldn't be able to tell anything at all.
This is a kind of atmosphere.
For example, if you have ten friends around you, and eight or nine of them are thinking about saving money and making money every day, you will unknowingly be influenced by this rhythm.
But the ten friends around you will be satisfied after earning a small sum of money every day. They will go to a teahouse to drink tea, or go to a mahjong house to play mahjong. You will feel that I can relax and have a clear conscience. "
The little boy nodded thoughtfully.
"Actually, you don't have to go to Chengdu to experience the feeling of a slow life. I think it's hard to find a place in this world that has a slower pace of life than our bookstore."
She knew he was joking.
The little boy smiled cooperatively.
"It's not over yet?"
The old Daoist regretted not wearing a cotton-padded jacket.
He has a military coat that has been there for many years.
Hey,
Although the style was very old-fashioned and young people did not like it.
But that fellow was really good at keeping warm.
But at this moment,
The little boy's eyes narrowed.
He said,
"There's a message."
"What?"
The old priest did not see the little boy take out his phone,
He didn't hear any alarm either.
The little boy smiled.
He slowly straightened his body.
On the other side.
The howl of a monkey could be heard.
It turned out that the little monkey had already transformed into a demonic monkey.
On the opposite side.
Bai Yingying's hair turned white.
Around his feet.
It was already covered with a layer of frost.
Even further down.
Green runes appeared on Xu Qinglang's face.
It was not ugly.
On the contrary, it set off a bewitching charm.
Even the pupils in the eye sockets,
At this moment, it had split into several pieces.
The old priest quickly reached out to touch his crotch and asked doubtfully,
"What happened to you guys?"
"Didn't you sense it?"
Treasure Dragon.
I can't sense anything!
The boy leaned forward.
He fell to the ground in a free fall.
At the same time, his voice came faintly.
"I can sense it, boss.
Killing intent. "
Killing intent. "
Old Zhang felt like he had gone to hell. It was like a nightmare. It was a little like he had mistakenly followed a tourist group that cheated him out in real life. After a round of swimming in a daze, he felt all kinds of baffling.
Fortunately.
Although when they came out of the palace.
The judge was gone.
There were still two patrol officers who arranged for them to go out.
They didn't go to check the results of the test.
Under those circumstances.
The Seven Great Yama Kings were leading the Yin army to fight against Ying Gou.
The rest of the time.
How could anyone care about it?
After the matter was over.
The Road to the Netherworld was unsealed.
The blue-clothed Patrol Officer opened his white lotus again and led this group of people back to the living world. After that, he didn't waste a single moment and went back to hell.
After this battle.
The Yin had changed.
They did not have the time or the right to stay in the Yang Realm. They could only rush back to Hell to check on the situation.
Old Zhang came back.
He opened his eyes.
He realized that his body was still sore. It was as if he had not moved for a long time. In fact, it was indeed so.
Around him.
A large group of people sat cross-legged.
At this moment.
More than half of the people's souls had returned to their positions. However, there were still some people who sat cross-legged and did not move.
Old Zhang looked at Zhou Ze.
He realized that Zhou Ze was also one of the motionless people.
This made Old Zhang a little puzzled and uneasy. He was fine, but something happened to his boss. He felt that it was difficult to explain.
However, he understood his boss's abilities. He didn't immediately think that his boss was dead.
Old Zhang didn't know what Zhou Ze had done in Hell. He had already been frozen at that time.
"Hehe, looks like there are a lot of unlucky people."
A woman smiled.
They were all people who went to Hell to participate in the trial together.
Although this trial had a strong start and a weak end.
Although they didn't know what had happened.
They also understood.
Something big had happened in Hell.
However.
With their qualifications and status, the matters of Hell didn't have much to do with them. They couldn't even see them, let alone cause trouble.
Moreover.
This time.
They could survive.
They were already very lucky.
Half of the people who were still sitting cross-legged there.
It was obvious that they were the unlucky ones.
The previous battle between the equal Wang Lu and the feminine man crazily poured out their power, which was really like a "random lottery".
Countless Ghost Messengers had died in vain.
The series of unforeseen events that followed made the living feel a little confused. It was estimated that the dead also died in confusion.
There was no other way.
This was the way of the world.
As the lowest-level civil servant of the netherworld,
He could still get a "Car" and send himself and the others back. It could be considered as giving them the last dignity. No one mentioned anything else.
At that moment.
After surviving the complicated emotions of surviving a calamity,
The man who had wanted to invite Zhou Ze inside to find Gao Le, the technician, but Gao Le was humiliated by Zhou Ze suddenly walked in front of Zhou Ze.
He bent down.
He waved his hand in front of Zhou Ze.
Seeing that Zhou Ze had no reaction,
He immediately laughed.
"Yo, this big shot from Tongcheng actually knelt down. I thought that since this kind of person is so awesome, he must have some difference in fate from us. It seems like there's no difference."
Zhou Ze was still sitting cross-legged.
In the eyes of the living,
It was obvious that he didn't come back.
He didn't come back.
It also meant that he died in the palace in a daze.
Many of the people present more or less revealed a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes. It was truly because of Zhou Ze's previous reputation and the might of the Tong City Ghost Messenger was simply too great in this circle of ghost messengers.
Before going down.
Zhou Ze's style of sitting alone on the sofa.
It was obvious that he didn't take everyone seriously.
At this moment.
Zhou Ze was dead.
It was human nature for everyone to shout in their hearts.
The man waited for a while.
He even reached out to touch Zhou Ze.
This good habit.
Boss Zhou had it too.
After killing a person.
He had to search the person's body.
He wanted to see if there was anything he could pick up. It was a little like picking up equipment after killing someone in the online game.
They were all ghost messengers.
They were people who were used to life and death.
There was nothing to be afraid of in the first place.
Old Zhang took the initiative to walk in front of Zhou Ze.
He glared at the man.
He shouted in a low voice.
"What are you doing?"
As he said that,
He subconsciously placed his hands on his waist.
He didn't bring his handcuffs.
Naturally, he didn't bring his gun.
For a moment.
Old Zhang wasn't used to it.
The man looked at Old Zhang.
First, he sized him up carefully.
Then, he said.
"Your master is dead. Why are you still protecting his body?"
Tell me.
The man waved his hand.
Old Zhang felt a numbness in his chest.
His fighting instincts suddenly froze.
He fell to the ground after taking a punch from his opponent.
At this moment.
Old Zhang just wanted to get up.
He only felt pain in his chest when he exerted force.
He didn't have any special abilities. Although he was a ghost messenger, he only had one more ID, but he didn't have the power of a ghost messenger.
However.
At this moment.
Old Zhang took out the phone in his arms with a trembling hand.
When the man saw this,
He didn't stop him.
Old Zhang, on the other hand, was stunned.
His phone.
It ran out of power!
God knew how long they had been in hell!
There was only the moon in hell. There was no sun, and there was no way to tell day from night.
However, it was too late to regret not changing to a phone with a long standby time.
"Hehe."
The man smiled.
A few more ghost messengers gathered around him.
One of them was impatient.
He had already bent down and reached out to strip Zhou Ze's clothes.
For such a person to suddenly rise and make such a big name in the circle of ghost messengers, he most likely had some kind of treasure to rely on. No one was stupid. It was human instinct to hit someone when they were down.
However.
The ghost messenger who reached out to strip his clothes suddenly trembled.
The other ghost messengers were also stunned.
Previously, he was still meditating cross-legged.
Previously, he clearly did not see this Tongcheng Ghost Messenger who had returned from the white lotus.
At this moment, he actually opened his eyes!
For a moment.
All the ghost messengers were stunned.
Some people were already wondering if this person didn't catch the bus that came back.
Did he return to the sun from the Yellow Springs Road?
Just as the male ghost messenger who had beaten Old Zhang was about to pretend to be surprised and congratulate him.
In Zhou Ze's eyes.
It was instantly covered by a crimson red.
Hungry.
He was hungry.
He had lived two lives.
Boss Zhou had never been so hungry!
Previously, when he was walking on the Bridge of Helplessness.
It was so painful to endure.
An extremely hungry person had the most exquisite delicacy beside him, but he couldn't do it.
This was truly a great torture!
Now.
He was back.
He couldn't help it.
He needed to eat!
"Kill.