When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Wei Zhi scratched his head unwillingly, and said, "I'm sorry, Li Daxia, I'm used to yelling at people."

You fucking scared me to death!

Only then did Zhongli move his body, and asked somewhat unnaturally, "What's the matter?"

Wei Zhi knelt down, kowtowed to Zhong Li, and said, "Thank you, Daxia Li, for saving your life. I, Wei Zhi, have nothing to give you. Just one life is worth a lot, if..."

Zhong Li hurriedly interrupted Wei Zhi's words and picked him up.

Originally, there were many lives on his body, if I add another one, I am afraid that the life of the next life will be cut off.

"Get up quickly. I saved you out of morality. You don't have to treat death like this. If you really want to pay it back, you should do more moral things." Zhong Li didn't want to continue entanglement with Wei Zhi, and was anxious get away.

Wei Zhi refused to get up, and said stubbornly: "Of course I will not do less of moral things, but I will definitely repay your kindness."

"They all said I'm dead-headed, and today I finally found someone who's worse than me." Zhong Li couldn't laugh or cry.

"Let me stay by your side, so that I can repay my favor at any time." Wei Zhi said.

Zhong Li stared at Wei Zhi with wide eyes, and there was a way to forcefully repay his kindness.

Seeing that Zhong Li didn't respond, Wei Zhi "threatened" again: "If you don't promise me, I will kneel down."

Zhong Li has a big head. He is a straightforward person. If he is asked to fight with a knife, he is most willing, but he has no way to deal with such difficult things.

Thinking it was troublesome, Zhong Li had no choice but to agree: "Okay, I promise, but you have to follow."

Zhong Li didn't take Wei Zhi seriously either. Anyway, he was going back to the underworld after the case was over, so it was possible that Wei Zhi would still follow him.

In fact, Zhong Li didn't know that Wei Zhi followed him for a purpose, this was the attention given by Wei Zhi's father Wei Yu, the father saw that his son's martial arts was too bad, so he found a reason for Wei Zhi to follow Zhong Li to learn A few tricks.

After Zhongli agreed, without Zhongli's help, Wei Zhi stood up in a desperate manner, and almost shouted master.

Taking advantage of this enthusiasm, Wei Zhi planned to ask Zhong Li thoroughly.

Wei Zhi took out a small clay figurine from his waist and held it up to Zhongli for him to see.

Because it was too close, Zhong Li couldn't see it, so he just held it in his hand and looked at it. The clay figurine was so vivid and lifelike.

Judging from this dress, he must be a world-famous hero. Judging from the sharpness of this saber, he must have done many heroic deeds. Judging from this face, he is quite...Huh?Why is this face so similar to his own? Take a closer look, it's Zhongli himself.

"This man really looks like me." Zhong Li began to pretend to be stupid, and hurriedly returned the clay figurine to Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi held the clay figurine in his palm like a treasure.

"My grandfather is a royal clay sculptor, and the clay figurines he made are not too different from my own." Wei Zhi suddenly paused, looked at Zhong Li, and blurted out: "Hero Zhong, my grandfather will never make a mistake."

Zhong Li's body shook, it seemed that his identity could not be preserved, he pretended to be fierce, and threatened, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill people to silence you?"

Wei Zhi smiled lightly, not afraid of ghosts in the world at all, and was an old swordsman who had lived for a hundred years, calmly said: "My grandfather told me that everyone said you were a bully and a devil at that time, but only a very few people I understand you, but you just don't know how to express it, and you only use bad words to cover up your tenderness."

Zhong Li was speechless because of the word tenderness. He used to be a master of the rivers and lakes, but was seen through by a little ghost a hundred years later.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the current judge Zhongli lives very comfortably and comfortably, there is no bloody storm, no grievances in the rivers and lakes, everything has been wiped away, thinking about it now, the word tenderness is still suitable.

"Who is your grandfather?" Zhong Li had to recall the events of 100 years ago. After such a long time, this person couldn't help pinching his own face, and even the posterity posted it "seriously". It seems that he is a friend and not an enemy.

Wei Zhi grew up listening to his grandfather tell this story, and has long remembered Zhongli by heart, so he slowly told the story of a hundred years ago:

"When my grandfather was young, he was outstanding in craftsmanship. He was awarded the title of Emperor Craftsman by the emperor and summoned Chaoge to work. On the way from his hometown to Chaoge, he encountered bandits.

When you were terrified, you fell from the sky. Grandpa saw you with a ferocious face. He thought you were the leader of the gang, and he was sure that he was going to die here. Unexpectedly, you killed all the gangsters and saved Grandpa's team. After that, you left silently .

It was too hasty, Grandpa didn't keep you, let alone your title, and after searching for a long time to no avail, he pinched your clay figurine and asked the descendants of the family to offer incense for generations. Just like that, your clay figurine is in my family's ancestral hall Received the incense of the third generation. "

Zhong Li was overjoyed, he didn't expect that a small act of kindness would be remembered for three lifetimes, a villain like him who was beaten by everyone, still has incense to be received.

Wei Zhi held the clay figurine carefully, for fear of damaging it, and said, "I'm afraid I stole this clay figurine from the ancestral hall, and I have to return it later."

Return it quickly, the incense can't stop!

Wei Zhi sneaked a few glances at Zhongli, hugged the clay figurine, and asked cautiously, "It's been more than 100 years, why are you still alive, and so young?"

Wei Zhi carefully looked at Zhongli's face. Although he was a middle-aged man in his 30s, he was still much younger than 100 years old.

"Is it true that you..." Wei Zhi swallowed nervously.

Sweat dripped from Zhongli's temples: Did this kid discover the secret of being a judge in the underworld again?

"You don't lift it! Replenish your body by nourishing your essence!" Wei Zhi said without restraint.

The corner of Zhongli's mouth twitched, and he comforted himself: he's too young to hold back his words, don't get angry with him, don't have thoughts of cutting off his head...

Zhongli comforted himself and said coldly, "No comment."

Zhong Li wants to pierce Wei Zhi's curiosity completely.

Wei Zhi was too young to see that Zhong Li had a bad face and continued to poke his heart.

"Where is Shen Changliu? Are you not with you? There are rumors in the world that you are inseparable." Wei Zhi stroked his chin and thought carefully about the temperament of the people who traveled with Zhongli.

Legend has it that Shen Changliu is more beautiful than a fairy, his song is better than an actor, and his dance is more charming than a trickster.

When the word Shen Changliu was mentioned, Zhongli's eyes shone with a different light, it was a natural expression when he thought of the person he loved.

But for Shen Changliu, Zhongli never mentioned it.

"I will not accompany you." Zhong Li turned and left.

People no matter how dull they were, could see Zhongli's displeasure, Wei Zhi stopped asking, and stuck to Zhongli's side like a dog's skin plaster.

This is ghost hand Zhongli, not sticky white not sticky.

Zhong Li brought Wei Zhi back to the courtyard, Jian Jian was hugging Bai Lian, eating melon seeds, not wearing a mask, he was stunned when he saw Wei Zhi.

Zhong Li didn't expect to expose Jian Jian, and quickly pushed Wei Zhi out the door.