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It's a big thing, it's all right when you wake up.When Zhang Fei opened his eyes, what happened last night was no longer so clear that he could grit his teeth, allowing him to think rationally.

After sorting out what had happened, Zhang Fei opened his eyes and looked at Zhong Cuo——Compared to someone who would never wake up until after ten o'clock during the holidays, Zhong Cuo's work and rest were unusually regular. Holding something in his hand, he was dazed.

He leaned over and took a look: "This thing..."

"Shards of the ghost king's soldiers." Zhong Cuo whispered.

Zhang Fei hesitated, and reached out to grab the fragment.Zhong Cuo let go of his hand cooperatively and asked him to take the fragments over: "Be careful, it's very sharp."

"Ah."

Fragments of the Ghost King's Soldiers...

He had also seen Zhang Baoguo holding this thing in a daze before, but he couldn't take the initiative to show concern for his father, let alone be interested in what he was holding, at most he glanced at it from a distance...Unexpectedly, it actually had Such a great background.

"Maybe it was left by the ghost king from before?"

"Impossible," Zhong Cuo shook his head, "The ghost king's soldiers are connected with the ghost king's power. If the ghost king dies, the ghost king's soldiers will also dissipate at the same time. If the ghost king's soldiers are injured, the ghost king will definitely be miserable."

The weapon second only to life was broken, and there was no time to recover the fragments. The owner of this ghost king's weapon must have been in an extremely dangerous situation at that time... But it still maintains this state now, which means that "he" should still be alive.

The issue is……

Zhong Cuo was silent, Zhang Fei patted him on the shoulder, and shook the spirit ring in his hand in front of his face.Zhong Cuo was taken aback for a moment, and quickly understood Zhang Fei's intentions.

Instead of letting him have a headache here, it is better to drag someone here and have a headache together——

"Pieces of the Ghost King's Soldiers?" On the other side of the screen, Bai Wuchang looked surprised, "This...how is it possible?"

"How is it impossible? The kid has already certified it." Zhang Fei showed him the fragment, "Do you have any impression?"

Bai Wuchang frowned and thought hard, and finally shook his head: "Sorry."

"Now there should be a ghost king in the underworld, right? What is his weapon?"

"I don't know your Highness's weapon," Bai Wuchang shook his head, "I'm ashamed to say that the humble position was appreciated by His Majesty King Qin Guang not long ago, and he was promoted to this point, and His Highness had already left the underworld at that time, and has never been able to see it... "

"So...what did you say?" Zhang Fei raised his head abruptly, "Is that ghost king not in the underworld now?"

"Yes." Bai Wuchang smiled wryly, "Now I'm not afraid of you knowing... His Highness left the Underworld more than [-] years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown. The Underworld has been waiting for His Highness to return, after all, his soul is still on fire ,only……"

He glanced at Zhong Cuo with a stiff expression, and stopped talking.

"Where did he go?" The dignified ghost king actually left the underworld and ran away, really irresponsible.

"I don't know, but generally speaking..." Bai Wuchang said with some hesitation, "The ghost king is not allowed to leave the underworld without permission. When it comes to matters related to a ghost king."

The importance of the ghost king to the underworld is self-evident, and it takes at least a year to train a ghost king, so just in case, it is obviously necessary to start training the next ghost king while the current ghost king is alive.

In fact, if it weren't for the special restrictions on the number of ghost kings, this kind of easy-to-use and convenient weapon could support a dozen or even an army, and the underworld would not be too many.

But this kind of training is very subtle. After all, no one knows how long the ghost king can live. I am still strong and the boss starts to cultivate a successor. Even if the successor has already appeared in front of my eyes, it will obviously not feel good. .Even if the ghost king's loyalty to the underworld is impeccable, they still have feelings similar to ordinary people's.Fortunately, the breeding mechanism of ghost kings is different from that of humans.

"The core of the ghost king is the fruit on the ground rule tree."

"A ground plan tree?"

"In the past, the Emperor of Heaven divided Jianmu's sword into three parts. The upper part was kept in the heavenly court and refined into a pillar of heaven; the middle part was dispersed into spiritual energy, filling the world of yang; the lower part was turned into ground rule, guarding the underworld." Bai Wuchang said solemnly, "the ground rule tree is the underworld. The support of the underworld is also the absolute rule of the underworld. The reason why the underworld can guard the underworld is also because the ground rule tree has recognized the ten temples of Yama."

"Then why doesn't it just stipulate that everyone must listen to King Yan Luo?" Zhang Fei asked, rubbing his chin.

"Because 'it' won't do this..." Bai Wuchang sighed, "For it, all the ghosts in the underworld are the same, without any exception, it can approve the management of Yama of the Ten Temples, because that helps stability in the underworld, but does not give them the right to do as they please."

"Isn't this the Supreme Emperor of the underworld—one who doesn't support it." Zhang Fei muttered and defined it.Bai Wuchang smiled wryly, and continued: "Before the new ghost king is born, the current ghost king must first remove a fruit from the ground tree - this process is a very serious consumption for the ghost king itself, so generally In other words, if there is no accident, a ghost king will only take one fruit in his life."

"And then? Plant it?"

"Yes, although it's not that simple..." It's too much trouble to explain this matter in detail, and it's also related to the secrets of the underworld.Bai Wuchang didn't go into details about the process, but just told Zhang Fei that once the previous steps are completed, it is up to the underworld to decide when to wake up the new ghost king.

If it is a state of war, then of course preparations can be started early, in case the ghost king dies in battle and the underworld loses its support.If it is a relatively peaceful time, then there is no need to be so nervous.And because of the fruit-taking relationship, there is a faint layer of father-son entanglement between the ghost kings of the past, and the chances of being jealous and wary of each other are greatly reduced-but the greatly reduced does not mean that there is no.

There have indeed been disputes between ghost kings and ghost kings in the history of the underworld.This kind of dispute has dealt a severe blow to the underworld, and even disturbed the earth plan tree—it is true that the earth plan tree treats the ghosts of the underworld as equals, but the ghost king produced by its fruit is obviously special to it, in order not to appear again For this kind of thing, a rule was added to the rule tree - once there is a conflict between the ghost kings, the son must obey the father.

As an extension of this article, at the request of a certain ghost king, the underworld added a rule - once a certain ghost king makes a mistake and his "father" is still alive, "father" has the priority to deal with the matter alone , the premise is fair.

This can be regarded as a humane clause that is rarely seen in the various rules of the underworld regarding the ghost king.

Zhang Fei frowned slightly: "...how many years ago did he leave the underworld?"

Bai Wuchang thought for a while: "25 years ago."

25 years?

"What?" Bai Wuchang asked after noticing the strangeness on Zhang Fei's face.

"It's nothing." I thought I had a clue to solve the problem in one breath, but I ran into a somersault in time - Zhang Baoguo was talking about it, even if Zhang Fei didn't want to know, he was forced to remember the thing that made his father torment him until now What happened in the past happened 27 years ago, which does not coincide with the time when the ghost king disappeared.

However, both of them happened more than 20 years ago...Damn, why should he have a headache because of what happened before his birth?

Seeing that the two of them stopped asking questions, Bai Wuchang took his leave and left.The communication was cut off, and Zhang Fei lay down on the bed in a disfigured manner, asking the sky speechlessly: "I always smell a conspiracy..."

After not responding for a long time, Zhang Fei glanced towards Zhong Cuo, and happened to be able to see half of the kid's melancholy side face.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly pulled out a grinning arc, turned over and sat up to hook Zhong Cuo: "I just found out that your background is like this..."

"Interesting?" Zhong Cuo glanced at him lightly, but his tone was a little lost.

After staying in the human world for too long, he seems to have forgotten his identity... Fortunately, Bai Wuchang's words reminded him just now.

Zhang Fei sighed deeply, and hugged Zhong Cuo: "Yeah, I'm thinking now, should I call you Momotaro or Calabash Baby?"

"..."

"Gourd dolls are usually grouped at a time, and you are one; but Momotaro is too cute, why don't we neutralize it, Gourd Taro?"

Zhong Cuo hit Zhang Fei's chest with his elbow, and Zhang Fei let out a terrible cry and fell down.

"Don't pretend to be dead!" Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth.

"You're too ruthless!" Zhang Fei made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, "Unfilial!"

"Do you have the right to say that about me?" This man just had a martial arts exercise with his own father last night.

Zhang Fei tugged at him in grief and indignation: "Can I be the same as that old man! How did I treat you! How did he treat me! Daddy, I will treat you with all my heart and soul, Xiao Fei, you can't do this~"

This person's combat prowess is comparable to that of a middle-aged woman. A bunch of veins popped out of Zhong Cuo's head, and he clenched his fists again and again. .

"You two are really full of energy..." The big drama of "the poor father crying about his unfilial son" was going on here, and the door suddenly opened over there.Zhang Baoguo poked his head in, the dark circles under his eyes were one deep and one light, especially eye-catching.

"Are you awake?" "Poor Father" wiped his face and quickly returned to normal.

"I didn't want to wake up at first." Zhang Baoguo rubbed his temples, his face looked tired, obviously he didn't sleep well last night, "Just to tell you, I'm leaving."

Hearing this, Zhang Fei lowered his head and looked around: "Where are the firecrackers left over from the Chinese New Year? They are here to give you..."

"No." Zhang Baoguo glanced at his son, and raised one corner of his mouth, "To save the noise from disturbing the people."

Zhang Fei stared at him and hesitated for a while, then shrugged: "Okay, then I'll see you off myself—he doesn't know when he'll come back after leaving, and he wants to take revenge now."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Zhong Cuo. Zhang Baoguo, who was still startled when he heard the first half of the sentence, immediately put back the surprise, and looked at Zhong Cuo calmly instead.

He sighed: "Forget it, I don't want to say anything...Anyway, everyone is an adult and should have his own decision. How about it, do you want revenge?"

Zhong Cuo blinked, and an innocent and lovely smile gradually appeared on his slightly round face: "No need..."

Before Zhang Baoguo smiled, he quickly continued: "After all, we have to respect the elderly, right, Grandpa?"

Zhang Baoguo's overly young face froze. He looked at Zhang Fei who was smiling innocently, and then looked at Zhang Fei who made no secret of his gloat, and couldn't help but sighed up to the sky—"I believe it now... this kid, really It's your son!"

Zhang Fei raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "It's been so long since you've been back, and you finally said something nice--Dad!"