"Let's go, let's go......" In an instant, Zhou Zheng suddenly wanted to ask the empty seal monk, the Great Sun Rulai Seed can illuminate all the darkness in the world, and that package does not include the one in front of him.

Zhou Zheng, who was in a low mood, kept exuding the aura of being unapproachable. It wasn't just rhetoric, it was real, with the fog of the River Styx escaping from him. It was like a giant beast in the wilderness, and its body was sprinkled with the evil aura of blood accumulation.

"Righteous man!"

"Hero, you!"

Under the coercion, the ghosts and shadows are full of ghosts, wailing and wailing, and everyone is changing. This group of old men who were still there were so many people that they were instantly frightened and retreated, and they were even more unbearable, they couldn't stand after taking two steps back, and they fell to the ground.

Shaking his head, Zhou Zheng also came back to his senses, he looked at the group of people in front of him and sighed. People are selfish, and this group of people just wants to live, what can you accuse them of?

"Let's go." Holding the knife in his hand, the heart to save everything inevitably cooled down.

The tiredness that has been suppressed for a long time takes advantage of this opportunity to gain an inch. Every inch of Zhou Zheng's skin and every strand of muscle fibers were tired, covered with pinprick soreness and weakness.

Due to the true colors of the Styx Mist, the fear of the elders is more durable this time, and even their memory has become excellent. They couldn't help but remember, ah, Zhou Yishi is the strongest person in the entire team, and his existence is the guarantee of all safety, and he ...... He also has a temper.

"Zhou Daxia...... You'll come with us, won't you? ”

"Zhou Daxia, look at this ......"

"Zhou Daxia, you can't leave us alone!"

The biggest characteristic of this group of elders is that they are very similar to the undead, and their biggest hobby is to go up in groups. Generally, when an old man speaks, there will be many old helpers.

In this regard, Zhou Zheng's heart was uncertain, and he himself hesitated and hesitated. He could have left with a handsome shake of his head, left behind the army, and played the role of a lone hero, like Rambo and the Terminator, but he couldn't make such a determination after all. A large army of thousands of people has already been gathered, and once it encounters the attack of the undead cluster, and he is not there, it will inevitably be a tragedy.

Seriously, the garrison in Pingjiang Mansion is too weak.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng only felt disheartened and had no interest in responding. He closed his eyes and nodded heavily.

"Righteousness is thin and cloudy!"

"Heroic Shengming."

"Why don't you thank Zhou Daxia?"

All hostility was gone, and everyone was cheering loudly or quietly, or at least with a sigh of relief. Their faces showed the brilliance of the rest of their lives, just like the repentant protagonist in the old movie, who was finally illuminated by Christ Jesus.

And these Zhou Zheng couldn't see or hear. He closed his eyes, so he couldn't see. He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear it, so he couldn't hear it. He took his hearing to the extreme, throwing it into the distance, into the area where there was no salvation.

"Hero, why don't we hurry up?"

"Yes, I have a lot of dreams at night."

"If there is no continuation, you will be troubled."

Seeing that Zhou Zheng didn't make any further moves, the elders cautiously came up again and gave their own suggestions. But Zhou Zheng no longer had any mental awareness, he was a little more feet than the galloping horse, and ran away at once.

"Zhou Daxia?"

"Don't go, hero!"

"How good is that?"

Everyone saw Zhou Zheng's departure, and they unconsciously showed a look of surprise and panic. Even Zhang San's wife and children had to temporarily let go of their hatred and threw themselves into the arms of panic.

"What did you just say to Zhou Daxia?"

"I know that you old immortals are the worst!"

"If Zhou Daxia doesn't come back, I won't be the first to strangle you without the undead's hands!"

The elders were shocked, they didn't understand why Zhou Zheng left suddenly, and they didn't expect that one day they would be scolded by a group of juniors.

Of course, these problems in the field of social psychology have nothing to do with an engineering dog. Zhou Zheng turned around the alley a few times, and then followed his hearing to his destination.

It was a small courtyard, fenced with sparse bamboo, which served as a boundary. The yard is planted with small pieces of leeks and turnips, which are verdant and look especially lovely on a dreary winter night.

In the corner of the fence is a small chicken coop. There was a hen inside, clucking and clucking, as if she was about to lay eggs. Eggs are good for poor people, but they are good things to supplement nutrition, and they are often reserved for the youngest children.

Somehow, Zhou Zheng remembered the story his mother had told, which was his mother's childhood life, which happened in an era of extreme lack of material comfort.

In Lixia in Suzhou, there is an interesting custom, that is, to use a net pocket to carry a salted duck egg and hang it on the child's chest. Locals use this to ask for a "satisfying" lottery. Of course, if you don't have duck eggs, you can also use eggs if you are struggling.

My mother was still young that year, but as the eldest sister of a family of three siblings, she had lost her qualifications to be willful. She rarely asks her grandparents for herself, and naturally she gets less than her younger brother and sister. But on the day of the beginning of summer, all the children, whether they are sisters or younger brothers, will get their own hard-boiled egg.

As a result, the mother thought left and right, and was reluctant day by day, and waited until four or five days later, and when she wanted to eat it, she opened it and found that the egg was already broken.

To be honest, when Zhou Zheng was born, his parents had already made a small fortune because they went to sea early enough. His nineties, his childhood, never grieved his mouth. Therefore, at that time, he did not understand his mother's feelings.

However, after crossing into this world, Zhou Zheng quickly understood what his mother said back then. The town of Jinshui is prosperous enough, but there are still many poor people. Not to mention anything else, Zhou Zheng went to Manyu Village a few times, and there were few decent people there. Regardless of men and women, the dark, lean and fishy smell is Zhou Zheng's deepest impression of the people of Manyu Village.

For poor families, waking up on the morning of the first day of the new year to be able to pull new eggs out of the coop is a good omen. The new year of the poor should also be tainted with joy.

But at the moment, who cares?

Smell of blood...... Whimpering cries...... What does it mean on such a night, and does it need to be annotated?

Zhou Zheng stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, and pushed open the thin door panel with some trembling. There was a "squeak", and in the blood stains all over the ground, there were two corpses, a man and a woman. The corpse's posture was somewhat distorted, and its limbs were somewhat mutilated, and many places were gnawed to reveal white bones.

Next to the two corpses, a huge skeleton stared at Zhou Zheng with its miserable green soul flame. The skeleton was as tall as a bull, with sharp claws and teeth, and a terrifying aura all over its body. It cautiously half-hunched over in a posture that was about to pounce.

Affected by his emotions, Zhou Zheng's body exuded a faint Styx mist, while the knife in his hand faintly revealed the light of the Buddha. Such a contradictory combination made the skeleton a little confused, which side of the guy in front of him was.

"I suggest you take care of your paws." Zhou Zheng sent out the message with his divine thoughts, and looked worriedly at the skeleton's right paw, under which a pale child was pressing. On the child's neck, there was a fist-sized lump, and the lines on it were constantly changing, as if countless faces were wailing and screaming.

Zhou Zheng, who had obtained the inheritance of the empty seal monk, had long since lost his original appearance of "cultivating blindness", and he recognized what it was at a glance.

"It's the seed of the Hades tree, right?" Zhou Zheng was very cautious, he stared at the skeleton and asked, "At that time, the tide of death was recalled, and you should go back too, but the Hades Tree wants you to protect its seeds, right?" ”

The Hades Tree is one of the most terrifying beings in the underworld.

Legend has it that the Tree of Hades, similar in appearance to the willow tree, is rooted in the deepest part of the River Styx, and through its root system, it constantly devours the ghosts of the River Styx and incorporates itself. Each time it devours a ghost, its branches sprout an extra leaf. When the number of leaves reaches 108,000, it will change from a plant to a human form.

The Hades Tree, which has been transformed into a human form, has superior strength, comparable to the Ten Halls of Yama. Ordinary ghosts and gods would come to it, and they couldn't even withstand the soul shock contained in its single glare. It is said that in the Great War of the Gods, the core of the whip of the gods was the lifeline of the transformed Hades tree.

It is precisely because of the terrifying growth attributes of the Hades Tree that it has become a thorn in the side of almost all creatures in the underworld. No one wants to face the transformed Hades Tree, so it's very simple, just don't let it transform. After all, before the transformation, the Hades Tree was just a tree that couldn't be moved.

With this genocide against the Hades tree, there are fewer and fewer Hades trees in the underworld.

Perhaps sensing the danger of being wiped out, the Hades Tree changed its survival strategy, and they made a pact with other undead spirits to exchange various benefits for the help of other undead. Let the spirits of the dead take their seeds and plant them in a suitable and safe place.

This skeleton is apparently a companion to a certain Tree of Hades, which has brought the seeds of the Tree with the tide of death. However, just like the Qihuang Golden Pill, the seeds of the Hades Tree will also automatically choose the place with the most abundant spiritual energy nearby. So if nothing else, the poor child under the skull's claws is the one who contains the most "innate aura" in the neighborhood. He should have a great future, but alas......

The skeleton had no muscles on its face, and it was naturally unable to express emotions with bones alone, but feeling the terrifying aura on Zhou Zheng's body, the skeleton finally chose to back down. It removed its right paw from the child's chest and took a few steps back as a whole, shrinking into the corner of the room.

This presented Zhou Zheng with a problem, because he originally wanted to find an opportunity to kill the skeleton, but it was too cooperative. Zhou Zheng unconsciously compared the skeletons with those old men in Fangcai, and he suddenly found that these undead with spiritual intelligence seemed to be better at communicating than some people.

However, Zhou Zheng will never let this skeleton go, from the beginning to the back or something, not to say, just say that there are three lives in this house, this skeleton can't get out of the relationship, it must pay the price.

"Don't run, or I'll kill you with one stab." Zhou Zheng thought for a moment and gave his own answer: "When I finish disposing of the seeds of the Hades Tree, I don't need a knife...... If you can win me, it's my stupidity, I deserve it, you kill me, do whatever you want. If you lose, then I'm embarrassed. After speaking, Zhou Zheng felt that he was hypocritical, because he was very sure that even if he didn't use a knife, his chance of winning was ninety percent.

And the skeleton apparently had a similar judgment, and its soul fire flickered a few times, showing its dissatisfaction. But after a while, its unsound intellect gave it a clear feedback of the fact that there is such a thing as a win rate, and it is better than one out of ten.

Seeing that the skeleton's opposition was not obvious, Zhou Zheng simply stopped caring about it. He moved the child who had been parasitized by the seeds of the Hades tree to himself, and held the knife in his hand, silently using Xuangong.

For a while, a bright starry sky appeared behind Zhou Zheng's head. In the middle of the starry sky is a red star, like a sun wheel, which is the seed of the Great Sun Nyorai mentioned by the empty seal. And next to the red star, there was a smaller golden star, revolving around the red star. This golden star is the embodiment of the relics of the empty seal, and it is the manifestation of the rules that he has learned all his life. If you want to summarize the mystery in succinct terms, it can be summed up in one word: bravery.

Zhou Zheng released a star projection, which was a symbol that he was about to use all his strength. The skeleton on the side looked at it, and was shocked for no reason, and its unsound intelligence fed back to it a fact - don't be depressed, the win rate is this thing, anyway, zero percent will never be lower than zero percent.

Besides, Zhou Zhengheng held the knife, his palms were sweaty, and after hesitating and hesitating, it was difficult to make a move after all.

"Does it really have to be like this?"

Zhou Zheng looked at the miserable corpse on the side, it should be the father and mother of the child in front of him. Is it really appropriate to slaughter the children of their parents in front of their corpses? But he inherited the knowledge of the empty seal, and he knew very well that if he let the Hades tree seed in front of him sprout, it would be even more difficult to deal with.

For the well-being of more people, Zhou Zheng must start. Not only must you do it, you must also have a dead hand. In an instant, the vitality of the child and the seed will be destroyed at the same time. Don't give this seed any time to react, don't give it a chance to escape.

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a little too long, so long that the skeletons waiting on the side were bored. I saw that it turned out a skull out of nowhere, like a cat playing with a ball of yarn, with two paws, and slapped it there.

The scene in front of me is somewhat absurd, like Chaplin's comedy.

"Master Empty Seal, I'm still too cowardly. You chose me, is it really right? Zhou Zheng asked himself, tormented by pain and responsibility.

After a while, Zhou Zheng made a choice, and his face was full of determination. As if to embolden himself, he raised his sword high and shouted in a voice higher than that: "If you are willing to believe, if you are firm enough, you can bear all the darkness of the world without being swallowed up by it!" "This is the empty seal's description of the divine power of the Great Sun Nyorai Seed.

The sword held high in the air flashed with golden light, shining brightly, like a small sun.

"The big day is coming!"

Zhou Zheng has no distracting thoughts, this knife will cut off all demonic obstacles and injustices.

And yet, at that moment-

Zhou Zheng's trouser leg was gently pulled, the power was so weak, but it couldn't be ignored.

"Mother, I'm cold ......"

Hearing this, Zhou Zheng suddenly remembered his mother, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and then shed tears. He didn't know how she was doing in that world, and whether she would wash her face with tears all day long.

"Mom, I'm working overtime today, so I'm not going back."

"Don't work so hard, it's not good for your health, you're healthy and safe, and your parents are happy."

"Mom, I'm almost thirty years old, can you not always treat me as a child?"

"In front of your mother, you are a child......"

"Don't say it, I'm hanging."

At this point, this knife that can cut through all demons and injustices, somehow, can no longer be cut.

Zhou Zheng's heart was in turmoil, he looked at the child who was still unconscious and couldn't stop talking nonsense, and then looked at the skeleton that was patting the bones and waiting for the decisive battle.

"You carry him on your back and come with me." Zhou Zheng pointed at the child and gave the order to the skeleton.

The skeleton froze for a moment, obviously not understanding what Zhou Zheng wanted to do, but considering Zhou Zheng's combat power, it chose to accept it unconditionally.

In this way, the skeleton carried the child on his back, followed Zhou Zheng, and left the blood-stained hut.

Zhou Zheng, who walked out of the hut, had a complicated mood, and on the way back to the team, he kept hypnotizing himself: "You can carry all the darkness in the world without being swallowed up by it, what is the little Hades Tree seed?" ”