"It's a seed...... the white-haired man smiled slightly, then turned his head to Peng Hezai, who was sitting on the side, and said, "Your lord is right, this person's background is too deep, and you didn't provoke it." ”

Peng Hezai sighed softly and said, "Do you think I still have that mind?" Now be careful in what you say and do, and don't do anything more recklessly. But I'm still a little confused, what is the origin of this doll called psyllium? There is such a seed power in the body? Hirohito, you don't know anything, do you? ”

"I know that Gao Liang from the polling bureau has been paying attention to this person since ten years ago......" As he spoke, the white-haired man named Hirohito held up a kung fu teapot. I poured three cups of tea with my own hands. After picking up one of the cups and drinking it all, he continued: "He appeared in the poll bureau three months ago, and then offended except for Sun Desheng. All who can be offended. Among them, Wu Mian let psyllium be in a coma for three months, and that's it, that Sun Juchang is still protecting him all the time......"

"Sun Desheng knows the ......details of this psyllium" Peng He nodded, picked up one of the cups of tea and drank it, and then continued: "Before the ghost market, he knew that this was Sun Desheng from the polling bureau...... This is a close protection for a person. In addition to the original Shen La, this is the second person......"

Volcano walked over and took a third cup of tea and drank it. Then he said to Guangren: "The power of the seed in this person's body is too weak, so weak that even I can't distinguish it. If it weren't for the appearance of his split personality later, I wouldn't have been able to perceive the power of the seed in the end. ”

The volcano did not shy away from Peng He, and told his master what happened in the tomb in a few words.

Hearing the words of the volcano, Peng Hezai's eyes lit up, and he said to himself: "This is a split into one soul and two souls, so he still has a second volume of life and death in the underworld...... Hirohito, are you interested in knowing the origin of psyllium? We can ......."

"I'm not interested at all...... "When Guangren spoke, he brewed another pot of tea, and then smiled at Peng Hezai, and continued: "Zuo Ju, you have seen that the original generous master Guangren has long been gone. Now there is only Sanxiu Guangren, and it is rare to be pure for a few years, and I really don't want to enter this chaos again. ”

"You don't want to get into chaos again, so why bother letting Volcano do it?" Peng He glanced at the red-haired man with a smile, and then continued: "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind. Hirohito, we are the same people......"

"We're different......" Before Zuo Juan could finish speaking, Guangren interrupted him a little rudely. Then he clasped up the teacup that Peng He had just drunk and said, "I can't do such a thing as devouring the Lord......

Listening to Guangren's words, Peng Hezai's face turned blue and white for a while. After taking a deep breath, the number two person in the underworld stood up and said to the white-haired man: "Next time I will come to you for tea...... Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared in front of the pair of masters and apprentices.

Looking at where Peng He was just now, Volcano said to his master: "Still don't give up...... But Master, why should you offend him? After all, he is the one who will inherit the throne of the Lord of the Underworld in the future. ”

While washing the tea set, Guangren said to the volcano: "I don't offend him today, then he will pull me in tomorrow to rebel." Now let him die, it's a hundred......"

Volcano was a little surprised by his master's words, and said, "I was taught by the Hades Lord last time, and he still has the idea of rebellion?" ”

After being silent for a moment, Guangren replied, "Do you know why the Lord of the Underworld didn't dispose of him for the rebellion?" ”

This answer Volcano had already understood, and he said directly at the moment: "Because Peng He is in the underworld." The most suitable person to take over from the Lord of Hades. In the eyes of the Lord of the Underworld, the ability of future generations to stabilize the Underworld is more important than his life and death. ”

Listening to Volcano's answer, Guangren glanced at his disciple strangely, and then continued: "Then if someone suddenly appears in the Hades Mansion who is more suitable to succeed to the Hades Lord than Peng Hezai, guess what. Will the Immortal continue to indulge him? Zuo Juan understands this truth better than me, and if it doesn't appear now, it doesn't mean that it won't appear in the future......"

After talking about Peng Hezai, Guangren changed the topic. He smiled slightly again, and said to himself: "I'm also curious, what is the origin of this little doll called psyllium, and why does it have the power of seeds......

When Psyllium realized it, there was a familiar LCU ward in front of him, and it turned out to be the same bed as last time...... His mind went blank. After a long pause, I remembered that in the tomb, I was almost killed by the demon Cui Yuandao. Later, something happened, and I arrived at the hospital like this. The little Taoist priest couldn't remember anything.

Seeing that psyllium woke up, the hospital immediately notified Sun Desheng. More than an hour later, Shen La helped the drunken Sun Fatzi to rush to the ward.

"Brother...... Brother, my own brother...... Makes you suffer. Brother, I feel uncomfortable......" Sun Fatzi's big fat face had turned purple at this time, he was drunk and took Psyllium's hand, and continued: "Let my brother and I suffer for you...... Looking at you like this, I feel worse than I am dead, brother, my own brother...... Woo...... Wow......"

Saying that, Sun Desheng actually vomited in the LCU ward, and suddenly, the ward was full of the sour smell of vomit, and Shen La hurriedly asked the nurse to come in and clean up.

Although psyllium can't get out of bed yet, it's no problem to speak. At that moment, he looked at Shen La, who had a wry smile on his face, and said, "How many bottles have you drunk like this?" Why don't you find a bed for the fat man next to him and rescue him. Looks like he can go ahead of me. ”

"It's rare to invite himself today, he's afraid of wasting. drank up three bottles of Moutai. Great Sage, it's almost there, Lao Huang said that he will pay for it in a while......" Shen La looked at Sun Desheng, who was lying on the ground and was drunk and crazy, and when he heard the last sentence, the former sentence chief of the polling bureau became quiet.

Looking at Sun Desheng, who was quiet, Psyllium said to Shen La: "I'm back like this?" Which of you saved me? It can't be the little white face surnamed Wu, right? If only it were him. Please send me back again. Master, I don't accept his affection. ”

"Little brother, you think too much, you haven't reached the point where you can trouble Director Wu. I am the one who rescued you. Shen La had already thought of what to say, and immediately said that he had received a notice from the investigator of the second room, saying that Sun Desheng and they might be in danger underground. He happened to be nearby, and rushed to the scene in a helicopter. Finally, when they arrived at the tomb, they solved Cui Yuandao and saved several of them.

Although I feel that there seems to be something wrong with what Shen La said, the psyllium has not recovered from a serious injury, and I can't think of any flaws. However, looking at Sun Desheng, who was still drunk, he was really a little troubled, and said to Shen Ra at the moment: "You get the fat man out first, if he doesn't make trouble, I can .....get better sooner."

As soon as he said this, Sun Desheng suddenly jumped up from the ground. Then he grabbed psyllium and Shen La's hands drunkenly, and said, "Stammer...... A ...... must be officially made today My Sun Desheng is a few days older than the two of you, and I will be the eldest brother in the future...... Spicy you dick...... Who's that-brother, my own brother, you're the third...... We don't want to be born on the same day, the same month, the same year, how to say it later...... I remembered it, but I begged to die on the same day, the same month, and the same year...... Brother, I'll take a ...... first" After finishing speaking, Sun Desheng slipped to the ground again and fell asleep.

Looking at the drunk and cute Sun Fatzi, Psyllium snorted and said to Shen La: "Is the fat man forty today?" I am less than seventeen this year, and I died on the same day, the same month, and the same year as you, how much advantage do you take advantage of me? ”

Unexpectedly, Shen Ra glanced at him strangely and replied, "Little brother, you don't understand, who took advantage of whom......"