Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

The end of the war was simpler than Zhang Fei imagined.

With the help of Jifu and Longhushan, the Four Killers Hunting Array, which was at the end of its strength, was quickly dismantled, and the traces of the battle were also wiped out by a group of well-trained men in black (Zhang Fei guessed that they were in the abnormal office) out) was cleaned up, and even those broken flower beds and fountains could be installed exactly the same, which opened Zhang Fei's eyes.

There will be some finishing work in the follow-up, such as making up a story to explain what the huge Dragon and Tiger Mountain Formation is tonight, but it has nothing to do with Zhang Fei and the others.Zhang Yanmiao was the first to leave, while Zhang Fei and the others boarded a lot of cars and drove all the way to Ruhua Xiaoju.

Aunt Hua actually didn't sleep, she was still waiting at the back door of Ru Hua Xiaoju.After seeing Zhang Fei, she was taken aback by his blood-stained appearance. Zhang Fei didn't know what to say, and hurriedly pulled Zhong wrong up the stairs, and even locked the door from the inside.

"It's a good thing I run fast," he muttered, "otherwise Aunt Hua would not have to do anything else tonight..."

He glanced at Zhong Cuo meaningfully. The ghost king seemed to have grown mature and his spirit had improved, so he didn't let his words tease him. He calmly poured two cups of tea and handed one of them to Zhang Fei.

In fact, according to the rules of the trial, as soon as twelve o'clock in the evening, if the clock is wrong, it is time to return to the underworld.But Zhang Fei didn't agree, not only did he not agree, he also used what could be called a stalking attack until Bai Wuchang had to bow his head, adding another night to them.

Six o'clock in the morning—that's the time the clock ticked to go back.

"The spring night is short, Xiao Fei, what should we do?" Zhang Fei touched his chin and said.

"Zhang Fei..."

Zhong Cuo called him in a low voice, and he was about to resign—or the priest who had already resigned snorted softly and didn't speak again.

The room fell silent for a while, Zhang Fei sat there looking up at the ceiling, clock wrong but couldn't stay idle, walking around the room, bowing his head from time to time to tidy up Zhang Fei's littered clothes and books.After he passed by for the third time in front of his eyes, Zhang Fei finally couldn't help stopping him: "I said, are you going to spend the last six hours cleaning me?"

"...Then what do you want to do?" Zhong Cuo asked back.

Yeah, what does he want to do?

Zhang Fei let go of his hand, and was stunned for a rare moment.

What I want to do is actually very simple, just three words, stay.

But can he say it?

Not to mention Zhong Cuo's sense of responsibility as a ghost king, but Zhang Fei himself, he doesn't believe that the underworld will sit back and watch the ghost king he cultivated so hard not to work honestly in the underworld, but to stay in the underworld to fall in love.

He had figured it out a long time ago, Zhong Cuo could only stay in Yangjian until this day, even these six hours were earned by them, let alone think about other things.

"……come over."

Zhang Fei beckoned, and Zhong Cuo walked over cooperatively: "Why... um!"

For a while, there were only gasps and ambiguous sounds of water in the room, and Zhang Fei's voice sounded again after a while: "Don't be idle in the last time, first of all, remember that this is a serious kiss... Although you probably won’t need it in the future, knowledge is not too much.”

"Who said I can't use it anymore!" Zhong Cuo became furious, and Zhang Fei clicked his tongue: "Yo, I'm quite angry... How about it, do you want to learn the next part?"

He blew into Zhong Cuo's ear, which made the Ghost King's face blush. That's not enough, he lowered his voice even more: "Speaking of which, I never asked, Ghost King...does he have to be a boy?"

"Zhang Fei!"

As soon as Zhong Cuo raised his voice, Zhang Fei laughed twice, and put his arms around him.

He pressed himself against Zhong Cuo's chest, Zhong Cuo couldn't see his expression, he could only hear his dull voice, as if it hit his heart directly.

"What do you think, Xiaofei..." Zhang Fei said calmly, "I really regret it a bit."

"...Regret, shouldn't you agree to be this priest?"

Zhang Fei snorted: "What do I regret, if I don't meet you, my life will be so boring this year."

He smiled lightly, and sighed again: "I've been happy for a year, but depressed for ten years, no matter how you think about it, it's not worth it."

"ten years?"

"Otherwise 20 years?" Zhang Fei blinked, "I don't know how long I can miss you, maybe in two years I'll see a newcomer."

He was deliberately provocative, Zhong Cuo was not angry this time, and still looked at him quietly.

"Well, I think I'm only 26 this year, and it's not too far from my thirties. At most, Aunt Hua will let me be free for two more years. If I don't give her an explanation, I will have to be sent to the marriage registry..." Zhang Fei He murmured, "But we don't have to worry about it. If you want face and body, you need to have a good figure. A good-looking talent has a stable job and a decent job. The bank deposit directly exceeds 500 million. It is definitely a hot item. I can choose pretty girls hard..."

He talked about the train running endlessly, but it seemed like he didn't hear anything, until Zhang Fei stopped talking dryly.

"...So, Xiao Fei," Zhang Fei sighed, his voice slightly hoarse, "you're welcome in the underworld, don't take those ghosts seriously, how should you live, you should get to know people, It’s not that difficult to make friends with others. Even if you bear the name of ghost king, people will see you if you treat each other with sincerity... In the future, if you are lucky, you will meet someone who is only a little worse than me in appearance and connotation. You should like it I just like to go, your days are so long, it would be nice to have someone to accompany you."

The hand on the shoulder tightened instantly, pinching the shoulder painfully.Zhang Fei grinned, as if he was in so much pain.

"Is there anything else to say... Oh yes, rest when it's time to rest, don't squat there in a daze, are you the king of ghosts, there must be a transformation technique or something, right? Traveling in micro-service? Mostly in the underworld Go shopping, develop your power if you are interested, maybe one day in the future...cough, this topic is not very harmonious, let's stop."

After thinking about it, it would be better not to encourage the little devil to rebel, Zhang Fei sighed, and said: "I... I am in good health, I eat well, I live comfortably, and I have no worries. I estimate... I can live for about seven years. 80 years."

"At that time, if you still remember me..." He shook his head before he finished speaking, "Forget it, what should I be like by then, you should just remember my heroic appearance, nothing else Needless to say."

He was finally willing to raise his head and look directly into Zhong Cuo's eyes.The lips moved a few times, but the voice seemed to be blocked, and it was impossible to spit it out.

"Forget it, there's nothing to say... at most, just one sentence." He raised his hand, pressed it on Zhong Cuo's face, just below the eyes, and slid down along the water: "Why are you crying? It's all this big...well, just cry when you cry, remember, it's the last time."

finally?

...It's the last.

After a night of fighting with someone, with injuries all over the body, plus rain, after returning home, you just rolled into bed without taking off your clothes or washing them. How would you feel when you woke up the next morning?

...Anyway, Zhang Fei felt that he was thrown into the washing machine and a blade was attached, and his whole body hurt badly.Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it hurts, sometimes I can't tell what it is. Anyway, it's just uncomfortable. The stimulation of the feeling is beyond words.

"Xiao Fei—" He closed his eyes and shouted, "Come and help me..."

Before the words fell, he stopped himself first.

The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that he could easily judge that there was no other person in the room.

Zhang Fei opened his eyes and glanced at the clock beside him.

7:35... he was up early considering the time he fell asleep.

There was indeed no second person in the room, and it was so quiet that even Zhang Fei felt strange.

In fact, there is no difference, right?

Just go back to a year ago.

What kind of life he lived a year ago, and what kind of life he lived a year... Oh no, now he is a millionaire, and his life should get better and better.

Zhang Fei turned his head, stood up from the bed with difficulty, and walked to the bathroom step by step.

But before that, the millionaire has to tidy up himself, so as not to be taken as a beggar.

He opened the shower head to the maximum, and the hot water splashed down, scalding Zhang Fei to his wits.The hot water stimulated the wounds and bruises, not to mention how irritating it was, he grinned, trying not to make a sound.

After a long time, mixed with the sound of splashing water, a low and hoarse voice sounded slowly: "Little bastard, it's fine if you don't have a gift, you still need to say happy birthday to me..."

The final chapter

"Gone?"

"Yeah, it's gone."

In the small private room of Ruhua Xiaoju, Song Guimu ordered a large table of food, only Zhang Fei was invited, and a monk was brought along.

He stroked the monk's hair, and said calmly: "That cursed knife should kill the two of us...but since I have saved my breath, he may still be alive."

Zhang Fei looked at Song Guimu and didn't know what to say for a while.Song Guimu smiled, raised his wine glass, and motioned to Zhang Fei.

"Don't look at me with that expression, I'm already thinking about it." He took a sip of the white wine, sticking out his tongue so hotly, "That person...no matter what it is, it can't be my brother."

He lowered his eyes and said softly: "I won't look for him, but if I run into him in the future, I don't mind saving him... If he has the courage to come to the door, I will not be polite."

I hope so.

Zhang Fei would only say this in his heart, but on the surface, he also raised his wine glass and bumped lightly with Song Guimu.

"I wish you a prosperous business in the future," he said sincerely, "and soon you will have one-tenth of my net worth."

"Thank you," Song Guimu rolled his eyes, "Since I may not live long, let's exchange more feelings. When we go to the underworld in the future, we will have to be covered by your little ghost king."

"Hey, I can't guarantee anything else, just this matter, you will report my name when the time comes, and I will guarantee you a [-]% discount on your sentence."

Song Guimu's follow-up is okay, but Changsheng, Zhang Fei really doesn't know how to deal with it.

On the contrary, he himself was very generous, and asked him about it directly after meeting——

"Is the war ghost dead?"

Zhang Fei didn't know how to answer for a while, so he nodded again: "I see."

Changsheng raised his head and looked at the sky, because of the heavy rain last night, the sky today is unusually blue, without a trace of cloud, it is almost transparent blue.

"...By the way, teacher, I don't know if I told you or not... There have been new breakthroughs in foreign medicine before, and my body may be saved."

He raised three fingers: "The success rate of the operation is about 30.00%."

"then you……"

"I'm going to give it a try." Chang Sheng said calmly.

The earlier a patient is operated on, the longer they are likely to live if it is successful.After getting the news, he hesitated for a while, but what happened not long ago seemed to help him make up his mind.

Since they couldn't live out their last days with that person...then why not live those days that the world owed him a hundred times and a thousand times back.

"It's finally over..."

Many slumped in the office chair that Zhang Fei dragged to him without any image. Zhang Fei poked him and motioned him to sit upright: "This is a teacher's office. As an adult, you can't do things for minors." a role model?"

Duo rolled his eyes at him, but sat up straight in cooperation: "I ran back and forth for more than a month because of you, and my legs almost broke..."

"It's been hard work." Zhang Fei said without sincerity, "Then what's the result?"

"The result is nothing. Wang Wuxiang was taken back to the underworld, Mo Ying is probably dead, and the whereabouts of his brother, the exorcist, is unknown... As for the ghost alliance, it should be completely dead this time."

Finally solved this serious problem, many faces could not help but smile: "Also, my partner is going back to Longhu Mountain for further training..."

Instead of weakening because of this sentence, his smile deepened a lot.Zhang Fei looked at him unexpectedly, couldn't hold it back, and finally said: "After this incident, the country has paid more attention to the magic of Taoism, and Mr. Zhang is also willing to cooperate. Let us send someone over there to help sort out those things in Longhu Mountain." secret stash."

As for who this person is, it is obviously a lot of him.

Many could hardly hold back their own smiles, Zhang Fei grinned, and finally held back from punching this kid.

After playing for a while, I finally recovered and realized something was wrong with Zhang Fei: "Where's your bracelet? It's the black one..."

The bracelet looks pretty, but it doesn't match Zhang Fei's temperament. Many people noticed it when they met for the first time, but after knowing Zhang Fei for so long, it was the first time he saw him without it.

"That," Zhang Fei looked down at his wrist, and wrote casually, "It's broken."

As the experienced ghost king, Zhong Cuo returned to the underworld, and had to walk a different path from everyone else.

Even the ghost king can only walk this road once. Before he left, he had experienced the ghost king.After leaving, the word "experience" was taken off, and he was a real ghost king.

The long and dark corridor seemed to never come to an end, but this was just Zhong Cuo's imagination. In fact, after a few breaths, the corridor came to an end.

Taking the last step, it is another space.

Zhong Cuo blinked slowly, watching everything in front of him.

He is on the high platform, and below are tens of millions of ghosts.

Ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers, ghost commanders and ghost generals, from the weakest pawns to high-ranking judges and civil and military officials of the underworld, all gather here.Surrounding them are some souls staying in the underworld—they are not eligible to participate in the grand event of the ghost king's return, only to watch the ceremony.

On another high platform not far away, Yan Luo of the Tenth Hall stood tall, watching him calmly.

Watching the strongest weapon in the underworld, they will rely on it for hundreds of years to come.

A trace of strange emotion slipped through his heart, Zhong Cuo calmed down his mood, and took a step forward.

Taking a step forward, his body began to change.

During the experience in the mortal world, the ghost king has a mortal body similar to that of a mortal, but after the end of the experience, this body is useless.

The warm body temperature receded from the whole body, the beating in the chest stopped silently, and finally, even the breath between the mouth and nose quietly dissipated.

One step, the limit of life and death.

Zhong Cuo closed his eyes, and took the second step, stepping out.

With this step, his figure suddenly trembled. The mortal clothes he was wearing on his body were replaced by pure black crown clothes at some point. The patterns of ghosts and beasts move with the wind, almost wanting to pounce.

In the distance, the giant tree named "Digui" lit up all over its body, and its majestic power passed over all the people present as if in a demonstration, and came to Zhong Cuo.Zhong Cuo raised his head calmly, staring at the giant tree supporting the underworld.

This is his "mother"...

Boundless power penetrated from his whole body, although it was strong but gentle, after a few breaths, he was able to use that power like he could move his arms and fingers.

This is the real power of the ghost king.

Completing the experience is not enough, only being recognized by the land tree, the king of ghosts, is complete.

Two steps, ghost king body.

There seemed to be a voice coming from the ear, which was the urging of the ground tree, like the gentle whispers of the mother—she created him, endowed him with great strength unsparingly, but put heavy shackles on him with her own hands.

At this moment, Zhong Cuo suddenly thought of another person who regarded himself as his father—a guy who was extremely unreliable, never said anything nice, and took advantage of it without hesitation, and it was his turn to not let it go...

The bitter taste spread in his heart, Zhong Cuo closed his eyes, ready to take the third step.

third step……

Did not step on.

Molong's hovering treads were suspended in the air, and they were only a hair's breadth away from touching the ground, but they didn't touch the ground after all.

In fact, there is one thing that he has always forgotten to tell Zhang Fei. It is an unwritten rule in the underworld that is followed by everyone by default - the ghost king is not allowed to go to the underworld until the old priest dies.

Even if you encounter a situation where you have to go, you are absolutely not allowed to meet each other.

After the priest dies, he will enter the underworld for reincarnation, but during the whole process, the ghost king must not interfere.

They are only responsible for sharpening the ghost king into the sharpest weapon, but they are not qualified to use the ghost king to do more things.

A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, but was quickly suppressed, and finally took the third step.

At that moment, something silently shattered in Zhong Cuo's heart, his appearance, his voice, his breath, his everything——

All, pressed into the corner of memory.Only those "absolute" things are left to fill his entire consciousness.For example, the regulations of the underworld, such as the duties of the ghost king.

In the long years to come, he will take out the treasures in the corner countless times to recall everything they have experienced, so that he can sustain himself and spend the long lonely time.

But he can only recall, not miss.

Absolutely not.

Three steps, all mortals are gone!

Behind him, the tunnel leading to the human world disappeared quietly. This is the passage to welcome the ghost king after the experience. It will only be opened once, and it will only be closed at this time.

Stepping out of the ghost king in three steps, the ground tree trembled, and the buzzing sound echoed throughout the underworld. The ghosts in the underworld almost kowtowed at the same time, and the king of Hades in the distance also bowed and bowed. I don't know who made the sound first, or at the same time. , Countless voices merged into one place, forming a huge sound wave that swept across the world——

"Welcome to the ghost king!"

"Ding"

The original small voice was extremely loud in the silent classroom, and the students who sat closer to the podium raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the people on the podium.

On the stage, the young teacher lowered his head expressionlessly and looked at his wrist - just now, the bracelet on his wrist with a unique shape that made the students secretly guess countless times, cracked.

Three cracks appeared on the bracelet at the same time, causing it to be broken into three pieces, and fell to the podium, making three successive crisp sounds.

"teacher……"

I don't know who it is, but I can't help but make a sound.

Without saying a word, the teacher on the stage lowered his head and picked up the three wreckages of the ring, holding them in the palm of his hand.

Then the next second, the bracelet turned into sand in his palm.

Gray fine sand leaked out from between the fingers, and fell on the podium with a rustle, forming a small mountain.

Zhang Fei heaved a long sigh.

He raised his head and looked at the students under the stage.

"I don't know if any of you like to play computer games... Remember when you play games in the future, don't be too selfless when choosing options, it's better to be selfish."

"If you miss something, you miss it. It's hard to regret it, and don't do things that will make you depressed for a little benefit. To live, the most important thing is to be happy..."

He spoke faster and faster, and the students in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what happened to the usually gentle and talkative teacher today.

"Don't be like me—"

"bell!"

The bell for the end of get out of class suddenly rang, and Zhang Fei's last words were drowned in the loud bell.

He stopped too, waiting silently for the bell to end.

The words just now were probably spoken too hastily, I don't know which organ was pulled, touched the lacrimal gland, and made a little liquid ooze from the corner of his eyes.

After the bell rang, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, looking at his students calmly.

"—Class is over."

GameEnd.

The author has something to say:

To make everyone's new year happy...

There is also a HE episode in the back, which will be written in another book.