It could be seen that the sluggard was smiling very happily, and he seemed to be sincerely gratified.
Zhou Ze was a little confused.
Because from the very beginning, when he first came into contact with the bunch of people, until the monkey came to kill this "prodigal".
Everything, everything.
They all seemed to be pointing to the fact that the old Taoist was indeed a master who did not feel the pinch when his son sold his father's land.
He had ruined the foundation of his ancestors, ruined the great country, ruined glory, splendor and wealth.
Why did he come here?
It seemed a little different?
The old Daoist priest who liked to put his hand on his crotch from time to time and often comforted a girl who had lost her footing,
No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like someone who could be the "mastermind" behind the scenes.
"In this world, intelligent people have their own ways of doing things. However, the more intelligent a person is, the easier it is for them to fall into misunderstandings. They always feel that they are the smartest in every aspect.
In other words,
He always felt that he was the only smart person in this world and everyone else was a complete idiot.
This category.
Actually, he was not a very smart person.
A truly intelligent person will always feel that he or she is stupid. The more intelligent a person is, the more stupid he or she will feel. "
Yinggou declined to comment. He did not have the habit of deliberately catering and flattering others during a conversation.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so feared by the Yellow Emperor that he was exiled to hell.
As for the development and the series of changes in Hell after that, it could only be said that fate made a fool out of people.
When that era was long gone, as someone who had personally experienced it, he was still able to continue living.
Time and fate, only a little sigh was left.
"However, I still feel that it's a pity. As an elder, I think that this child is very smart. From me to him, there have been many generations in between. I feel that the generation in between are all stubborn and inflexible. They don't know how to be flexible at all.
I think it's possible. It's really possible. "
"Since it's possible, why would it be a pity?"
As the "youngest" one here, in order to satisfy his curiosity, boss Zhou did not care to flatter or pave the way down.
The sluggard was obviously very satisfied with this point of Boss Zhou.
When facing the winning hook,
He did not have the slightest psychological advantage.
No matter which aspect it was, in front of Yinggou, he was the one who would be hung up and beaten.
However, he was someone who had once stood at the peak of the Turbulent Storm.
It was fine for him to be polite to Ying Gou and maintain basic respect, but it was also difficult for him to really lower his head and act like a small child.
Fortunately..,
There is a Zhou lubricant here.
"It's a pity that I've spent so much time and effort to dig out those old things, cripple them, and seal them there.
It was like catching a fish and storing it for future generations.
Just for this,
He had been waiting for this day.
In the end..,
But he, on the other hand.
When he saw that the situation wasn't right, he immediately slipped away. "
Unfortunately, all of his previous arrangements were useless. In the end, he simply let the Purple-Gold Divine Monkey lead that bunch of trash out to play a siege game.
Perhaps most parents and elders hoped that their children could live on. Even if it was really glorious, they would say that they were proud of their children. However, only they themselves could understand the bitterness and sadness within.
"There's one thing I'm really curious about. Back then, you paid such a huge price to stop everything. Why are you so indifferent and calm this time?"
The sluggard looked at Ying Gou. This was the second time he had asked this question.
Back then, you didn't hesitate to die and cut off those ten fingers, forcibly delaying this change for so long before it happened again.
Logically speaking, people had a gambler's mentality. They would become more and more obsessed with what they had already invested in.
For example, feelings, stocks, casinos, and pyramid schemes...
"Do you know what's right and what's wrong?"
This was Ying Gou's rhetorical question.
Hearing this,
The sluggard was silent,
Then he nodded,
He sighed,
Saying,
"That's true."
This change would cause yin and yang to begin to mix up, and the changes in the netherworld would slowly be reflected to the world of the living.
But what if this was the general trend?
What if this was a normal change?
The correctness of things only depended on where your butt was.
Once there was no absolute right or wrong, then no matter how much entanglement and choice there was, it would actually seem like a joke.
Just like the problem of human rations and the proposition of returning farmland to forests, right and wrong depended on which side you stood on.
Back then, Ying Gou had indeed stopped it, but at that time, he was the Lord of Hell. If someone wanted to overthrow his throne, he naturally had to get up and go over.
Now..,
It was all over..,
There was no longer the obsession and reason he had in the past.
The sluggard patted his leg,
He stood up,
He sighed with emotion again:
"It's a pity that I was born early."
If you were born early, you would die early.
If he wasn't dead yet..,
If he was still living in this era..,
Then what Ying Gou could do back then, he was confident that he could also do it.
What Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, what Ten Attendants..,
If Ying Gou could deal with them back then, he could too.
He had this confidence..,
Of course..,
His glorious resume back then proved that he was indeed qualified to say such words.
The sluggard's gaze once again fell on Zhou Ze,
Boss Zhou felt a little unnatural being stared at,
He pointed at himself,
"What's wrong with me?"
"I'm very curious."
"Curious about what?"
"I'm curious about how such an ordinary person can have such a good life."
"..." Zhou Ze.
Ying Gou lowered his eyes slightly and said,
"There's not much time left."
"I know, I know."
The sluggard stretched his back. "It's just that I haven't had the chance to talk to anyone for too long, and it's you, so I can't help but feel a little excited.
To say something shameless, back then, I regarded you as my goal. Unfortunately, in my era, there wasn't a single person who could fight.
Tell me,
If you hadn't fallen that time..,
How great would it have been..,
Maybe we would have had the chance to spar, and I would have had more motivation to live a little longer. "
Ying Gou opened his eyes slightly,
He glanced at the sluggard.
The meaning of disdain was very obvious.
If I hadn't fallen, you wouldn't have had a future.
The sluggard didn't feel that he was being looked down upon,
It was already difficult for Guan Gong to fight Qin Qiong.
Moreover..,
He would have been dead by now,
There was still a big crack at the bottom of Ying Gou's cup.
The sluggard waved his hand,
The white above began to fade,
Replacing it..,
It was a black vault of heaven.
"It's about to begin," the sluggard said with emotion.
Zhou Ze raised his head,
He discovered that on the pitch-black sky of hell, lines had begun to appear, like the veins of a person when they were angry.
At first, those greenish-black lines were only a small area, but then they began to rapidly spread like cancer, frantically spreading out. Soon, most of the sky of hell had been covered by these ugly lines that could make one's scalp go numb.
It was like a huge sarcoma hanging above, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.
"Tell me, what is the purpose of this?"
The sluggard suddenly asked.
"Why do people eat?"
Ying Gou asked back.
"Because they want to live."
"Then why do they want to live?"
The sluggard didn't answer,
He understood,
Then he smiled,
Nodding,
"That's the logic."
Above, the thick tendons continued to extend downwards. It wouldn't be long before they covered the entire sky of Hell.
At this time, in hell..,
There were nine auras that were crazily rising!
Everyone knew..,
Who were these nine auras?
The sluggard spread out his ten fingers,
Slowly, he pinned up one thumb until there were only nine left.
After a long time..,
Ying Gou didn't seem to intend to wait any longer,
He stood up and walked to the mouth of the well.
In fact, ever since he found out that his first-generation body was collected and kept by the Prefect's bloodline, Ying Gou knew that he would make a trip here.
This time..,
There was no need to walk the Bridge of Helplessness..,
There was no need to walk the Yellow Springs Road..,
When he returned..,
He would walk through this well.
"When hell is completely sealed off, this well will be useless."
The sluggard turned around, walked to the well, and reached out to touch the moss at the mouth of the well.
"Is there no hope?"
Ying Gou didn't answer. Instead, he looked at Zhou Ze and motioned for Zhou Ze to come over.
When Zhou Ze passed by the sluggard..,
The sluggard suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhou Ze's shoulder,
He said earnestly,
"Look at the sky again. Isn't it very ugly, very ugly, and you have the urge to tear it apart?"
Ying Gou didn't stop the sluggard. Instead, he silently stood by the well with his back facing the two of them.
Boss Zhou raised his head again and looked at the sky.
At this time..,
A red cloud slowly appeared in the sky,
A touch of color was added to the sky that was densely covered with blue veins.
This seemed to be a stroke of genius,
Like the finishing touch on an ink painting,
The original ugliness and ferociousness had been greatly neutralized,
And it had become much more layered and artistic.
It was the Blood Moon,
The Blood Moon that had been sealed by Ying Gou and its moon shell had been removed,
It had turned into a brilliant cloud and returned to the sky, overlooking hell for tens of thousands of years.
Boss Zhou shrugged his shoulders,
He said,
"Actually, it feels pretty good."
The sluggard scratched his head,
Facing such a person with a salted fish mentality,
He really had nothing to say.
At this moment..,
The sluggard looked at Ying Gou again,
He directly said,
"Can I borrow him for a while?"
Ying Gou was still silent.
"Who are you borrowing?"
"I'm borrowing from you."
The sluggard put his palms together pitifully and looked at Zhou Ze. He said in an aggrieved manner, "Soon, this well will be gone, and so will I.
Before people die, they always want to do something. At the very least, they want to roar once or twice, right? "
Just like the Purple Gold Divine Monkey from before.
"I refuse."
"Thank you, you're a good person."
As the sluggard spoke, he reached out and put his hand on Zhou Ze's shoulder. He pointed at Zhou Ze and said,
"He agreed."
Ying Gou was still silent.
However, Ying Gou stretched out his hand and took off the old ginseng that only had a little tail and a few long whiskers left from his shoulder and threw it to the sluggard.
The sluggard reached out and caught it,
He laughed loudly,
As if he had mustered up his courage,
He laughed loudly at Ying Gou,
"You should be glad that you fell early. Otherwise, you would have become the eye of my formation!"