"Is the Khan's Codex real?" asked the priest after he left.

"It's true. Tian Zhong said.

"Then why don't you let them go. Raven asked again.

"Why should I release people?" Tian Zhong said, "I am the prison master of Lanma's prison temple, not the prison master of the gods. ”

"But the Khan has agreed!" said the Crow.

"I have no way of knowing if this is the Khan's intention, so until the Khan is clear, I will not release anyone, unless the Khan himself comes, no one can do it. Tian Zhong said, "I am the prison master of Lanma's prison temple!"

Tian Zhong paused for a moment, and then continued to explain: "I don't know whether Ji Youqian is targeting the gods or the Khan, and I don't know what the Khan means, the human head is not a leek, and if you cut it, there will be no more, unless the Khan himself says it, no one can cut off his head here." ”

"I heard you believe in gods?" asked the crow.

"Yes, my family has believed in gods for generations, and we are believers in gods," Tian Zhong said, "and my family tree says that we have the blood of gods in our veins." ”

"Then why don't you listen to the High Priest?"

"I am the prison master of the Terran Lanma Prison Temple. Tian Zhong said.

Crow Prison nodded, but he still didn't believe Tian Zhong a little, and asked, "You may still be acquaintances, right? You have never invited someone to drink wine and eat meat." ”

"Yes, but even if he is not an acquaintance, the High Priest should not try to take anyone out of Hell. Tian Zhong said with great certainty.

"What about the gods?"

"Unless you step over me. Tian Zhong said very resolutely, but he immediately changed his attitude, "Look at people, if it is not very important person, I will give him a favor, in exchange for a good wind and rain of my human race and a promotion for me to make a fortune." ”

He smiled, with some slyness.

"Perhaps, in the future, you will be the prison master, you have to remember that you are the heavenly prison master of the Terran Lanma Clan. Tian Zhong seemed to have something on his mind and said.

Midday.

It hasn't rained for many days, but the air is still a little cold, and the weather is a bit unusual this year.

Gong Yanyun, the head of the Education Division, Xia Feng, the head of the Xuanli Division, and Feng Qingsong, the prime minister, came together, and behind them were the priests.

Tian Zhong's face was very ugly, and he knew why they came.

The Khan finally couldn't stand it, he was dismissed, and Gong Yanyun became the head of the Heavenly Prison.

The priests counted him for several crimes, the biggest of which was to disobey the Khan's decree and be beheaded according to the law.

Tian Zhong had nothing to say, and he didn't want to say more. Gong Yanyun asked him what his last wishes were, and Tian Zhong said, "None." ”

Gong Yanyun was his boss and knew him very well, reminding him that he could ask the high priest to pray for his old mother, and he knew that Tian Zhong was a very filial son.

But Tian Zhong refused: "I should be filial to my mother, but everyone has longevity and a mandate of heaven, and the mandate of heaven is difficult to change, only personnel." ”

"You can not die," Gong Yanyun said to him, "after all, you and the high priest have the blood of gods, and if you bow your head to the high priest, you can be immortal, and you can be filial." ”

Tian Zhong laughed: "The old khan is dead, why can't Tian Zhong die?"

Twilight.

The sunset is like blood.

Tian Zhong should be beheaded according to the law, and he should be beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market.

The high priest couldn't wait any longer, and he urged the khan to set up a prison master.

The head of the indoctrination department personally counted his crimes, and the high priest and the wind minister personally supervised the beheading.

The prison master was not afraid, and he laughed: "Worship ghosts and gods and stay away, what the high priest did today is not in line with the tradition of the human race. I may be beheaded, my head broken, my blood may be shed, but the priests shall not interfere in government. ”

"You've waited so long and done so much just to say this?"

Gong Yanyun was trembling with anger from his subordinate and asked.

Tian Zhong said with a smile: "Different people have different abilities, my ability, that is to say, this sentence is just a sentence, what I want to say has been finished, you can cut off my head." ”

The head fell to the ground, and blood splattered three feet.

He saw his head fall to the ground, and he felt a piercing pain.

"Ahh

He felt a wet sound, could it be blood? Does a person still feel it after death?

He was a little confused.

Then he saw the dim light, and he felt a pain in his head, and felt his head hit the solid iron door.

Is this a dream of Nanke? Is this just a dream?

He stayed for a long time, the prison door was open, and the fat man of the heavenly prison had already entered, and he was sitting on the ground, his hand still on the hilt of the knife.

Tian Zhong rubbed his eyes, it was really a dream.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep and had a dream, a nightmare, a very real nightmare.

Ji Youqing, who was tied up with five flowers, sat next to him, and he was still holding a wine glass and a piece of dog meat in his hand.

"The high priest's dog meat is very fragrant, don't you come in and eat a piece?" Ji Youqian shouted outside.

Tian Zhong rubbed his eyes again, he couldn't believe his eyes, his heart was beating, beating very violently.

The first to come in was a stout man, he had a big mouth, a big mouth, and Zhu Liyang, the newly sealed general of the Lanma Department.

And the people who are locked up here are his trophies, and Ji Youqian was captured alive on the battlefield, and he looks very happy.

"I've heard you say it a long time ago, the dog meat made by the farmer is a must, and I've been hungry for it many times, and I can eat a piece today, which is also a wish. Zhu Liyang seems to be in a good mood.

Behind him, there is a man dressed in white, he looks very handsome, although his face is very white, but there is no trace of femininity, white makes him look very sunny.

White-faced old ten.

He had a faint smile on his face, and his smile was very relatable.

"Meet the Khan!" Tian Zhong hurriedly stood up, his knees weakened, and he was about to bow down.

"No, they don't worship me," the man in white smiled, his smile was as warm as the sun on a March day, as comfortable as it, he helped Tian Zhong, did not let him worship himself, and said, "Besides, the high priest of the human race can not worship the Khan." ”

The scarred Lao Jiu, who was tied up with five flowers, threw a piece of dog meat to the white-faced Lao Shi, and Khan reached out to take the dog meat. At the moment when his hand left Tian Zhong, Tian Zhong still knelt down on one knee.

He sweated like rain.

He is a shrewd man, he understands all this, and he has just walked on a life-and-death journey.

If there was any mistake in his choice, his head would have fallen to the ground as he had done in his dream.

He forgot a legend that the Terran Scar Lao Jiu is a mysticist, and the legend says that he is the closest to the demon in the Terran race, and he can manipulate people's hearts and control people's souls.

He didn't know when he entered the dream that Scar Lao Jiu had woven for him, this dream turned out to be so real, he couldn't tell where it was a dream and which was reality.

He also understood that the legend of the extreme is the Khan, and it is definitely not the extreme Khan.

He was even more feared than the old Khan.

He also understood that the head of the high priest could be separated from the body, or even from the body.

"You're right, I'm really the prison master now, but being the prison master is too boring, Lao Tian, you're cheating on me. Raven Prison cocked Erlang's legs, his hand had left the hilt, and he grabbed the dog meat and said.

Tian Zhong was terrified, he felt that he had never understood this subordinate at all, and he did not know this subordinate.

"I've already chopped off the head of the High Priest once, and this time it's the killer's turn to strike. Crow said lightly.

Although the words of the crow prison were understated, Tian Zhong's cold sweat broke out.

He knew that he had the blood of a god in him, and he could theoretically be the high priest of the human race.

He also knew that if he were like the old high priest, then there would be a man who would cut off his head, and he would not know who it was.

"I don't like to kill people, why do you always force me to do things I don't like!" In the dark, a shadow is flowing, a burden is smashing on the ground, and the shadow is still shouting, "I don't like you, I don't want to see you, I slipped away." ”

"There's wine, there's dog meat!" said the crow.

"Damn, if you don't say it sooner, you should have said that I would have come a long time ago. The shadow said.

The white-faced old ten picked up the burden. Tian Zhong didn't dare to look at the contents of the baggage, and he knew what it was without looking at it, it was the head of the high priest.

"Let's bury it!" said the old man in white.

Tian Zhong was chilled.

"Tomorrow the priest will tell the gods that you are the high priest of my clan, and the high priest will not bow or praise when he goes in and out of the Khan Court. The white-faced old ten said.

"Yes!

Tian Zhong kowtowed to the Khan in thanks.