Memoirs of the Emperor of Heaven

The Emperor of Heaven walked in the demon world, and he saw joy everywhere in the demon world.

"That Demon King Zhanhuang is dead!"

"Good death! This demon king should have died a long time ago!"

"It's not enough to die once, it should be crushed. My poor son, he just mended his clothes and didn't sew them properly, so he was beheaded, woo woo woo..."

"My master never did a single bad thing in his life, and he was very polite to our servants. Because he was a purebred white fox, the whole family was put to death for no reason. His daughter was only 200 years old, and she just transformed into a human form. What a crime." ah...."

The Emperor of Heaven passed by a tavern and saw a group of people beating and kicking an old man.

"Old man, don't hand over the demon king's relic yet!"

The old demon curled up into a ball, holding something tightly in his arms, no matter how the group of people beat him, he just refused to let go.Scattered beside it is a beautiful agarwood box studded with jewels.

The Emperor of Heaven couldn't help being curious and stopped in his tracks.

It should be a rare treasure for the demon king to put such a precious box in it, right?

He saw that if no one stopped him, the old man would be beaten to death, so he couldn't bear it.

"stop!"

"Who are you?" The leader looked at the Heavenly Emperor, "Could it be that you are also the remnant of the desolation?"

"Why did you hit him?"

"The remnants of the demon king, everyone can kill them!" The man spat at the old man, "Before this old man died, he lived in a mansion compound and enjoyed delicious food in Chinese clothes. Now the demon king He is dead, but he still holds his relics and refuses to hand them over! If he is not too old, he would have killed him with a knife!"

The Emperor of Heaven walked up to the old man and asked gently, "What are you holding in your arms?"

The old man was trembling and unable to speak, but the Emperor of Heaven saw clearly that it was a half-new leather hat.

Leather hats, leather hats... the Emperor of Heaven suddenly understood.

He turned to the group and said, "This thing is mine."

"Why, who are you?"

The Heavenly Emperor didn't want to get entangled with them, so he waved his hand and disappeared with the old man.

In the grove, he looked at the old man and said, "It's safe now."

He stretched out his hand and said, "Give me something."

The old man looked at the Emperor of Heaven, full of vigilance: "Who are you and why did you save me?"

"There are a lot of grievances in Zhanhuang. You can't protect his relics by yourself. I am the Emperor of Heaven. If you leave it to me, I will keep it safe for him."

Knowing that he was telling the truth, the old man hesitated for a while, and finally handed the things in his hands to the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven reached out to take the fur hat and put it in the sleeve cage.

"Why does the demon king treat you differently?" Heavenly Emperor asked.

What the person who beat him said must be true.It's just that this old man is just an ordinary old fox demon no matter how you look at it, the Emperor of Heaven is quite curious.

"Your majesty said that I have been kind to him..." the old man said shyly.

"What kind of favor?"

The old man couldn't help being at a loss, in fact, he didn't think this was any kindness at all.

On that night when it was raining lightly, he looked at the panicked and helpless boy named Zhan Huang, and asked people around for his mother's whereabouts, but no one dared to tell him that the fur hat he was wearing on his head was Made it out of fucking corpses.

Everyone looked at him like a fool, or sympathy, or irony, but no one was telling the truth.

Finally, the boy asked him, and he told him the truth.He watched the boy's face turn pale, and he was about to fall to the ground in an instant, so he supported him.He comforted him that he could not come back from the dead, and made him think about it, and watched him stumble away from there.

It was just a small thing, he just forgot about it when he turned his head, and continued to guard his door.

After many years, the palace changed. It was heard that a new demon king came to power, and a large number of people were executed as soon as he came to power.However, this has nothing to do with him, he is just a lowly old fox who guards the gate, and it has nothing to do with whoever becomes the demon king.

Suddenly, a large group of people came, shouting and hugging him, and led him into the palace. He saw the young man from back then, sitting on the throne high above him.He gave him a big house and many, many servants, so that he could live his life without having to work hard.

Everyone said that the new demon king was cruel, tyrannical, licentious and immoral, but he didn't think so.Every time the demon king saw him, he would smile at him, and sometimes he would say a word or two to him.And in his heart, he always felt that he was just that poor young man who was helpless that night, looking for his mother everywhere.

The Heavenly Emperor found the Great Elder with the most powerful spiritual power in the demon world. The Great Elder frowned as he looked at the things in his hands.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, only this one soul is left among the seven souls and six souls of Zhan Huang. It is absolutely impossible to resurrect him."

Even if it is possible, he is not willing, he does not like this dead demon king.

"It's not for you to revive him. I heard that the Great Elder's illusion skills are extraordinary, please help me create an illusion."

"Illusion?"

"Correct."

The wind and snow were blowing outside the door, and a young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face pushed the door open.

"Huang'er, what's wrong with you, they beat you again?" came the woman's panicked voice.

"It's okay, mother, just apply some herbal medicine to this wound."

"It's all my mother's fault. It's my mother's useless..." The woman sobbed softly.

"It's okay mother, it's okay, don't cry." The young man comforted in a soft voice.

The woman cried for a while and remembered something.

"Huanger, it will be your 3000th birthday soon, mother promised to buy you a hat, but the money is not enough now..."

"Mom, I don't want it anymore." The boy paused, as if he had made up his mind.

"Let's go."

"Go? Where to go?"

"Leave here, go anywhere."

"But, this is our home..."

"What kind of family is this?" The young man's tone was full of disdain, "Do they treat us as family members? In their eyes, we are slaves, and we are born inferior bitch bastards. They can beat and kill if they want .Why are we here?"

"Then where can we go?"

"Mother, I heard that in the outside world, there is no distinction between high and low races. As long as they can support themselves, everyone can be the master of their own affairs. I think we can go out and have a look."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, mother. Let's leave tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, mother listens to you, we will leave tomorrow."

The red candles in the house were beating, and the mother and son cuddled tightly, full of infinite hope for the future life.