Order is like a fence, and if you stay in the fence for a long time, people will take it for granted that most things in the world should be like this, that the air is filled with truth, goodness and beauty, and that the stream flows out of the sweet wine, and that everything in the world is in harmony as it should be.

But there are always some people, and there are always times when there is no order.

For example, the old belt in front of you,

He'd just killed his "family," well, those black figures, let's call them his family;

What you are asking for is just a letter of nomination, or it can be said that you are asking for a ladder for promotion.

Their ancestor, who was a servant kneeling under the Throne of Bones in the Netherworld, may have been a servant who felt that he was still diligent and could help him clean up the slag of bones and other debris, so he left it behind;

That ancestor must not be identified, and the life class will not be too high, otherwise he would have been used by Yinggou to raise the White Bone Throne by another point, and his blood would also be used to make wine.

But despite this, that servant, in those days, could be regarded as one man under ten thousand people.

Those eunuchs and servants in the ancient court were nominally slaves of the Son of Heaven, and in the court, they were slaves, but once they were released, it was also the prestige of the princes.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Lao Dai, the ancestors of the year were existences with a high status;

Also, what Lawyer An may be pursuing is the status of an ancestor back then.

But with the fall of Yinggou, the ancestor hid the throne of bones, you say that he really has the intention to steal it for himself, or to keep it on behalf of Yinggou to prevent the throne that Yinggou values the most from falling into the dirty hands of others, in fact, it is not clear, the age is too far away after all.

But now the descendants of that one, that is, the old band, in order to survive, in order to reproduce, generation after generation, have become like this;

Saying that a demon is not a demon, saying that a person is not a human, and saying that a ghost is not a ghost is a continuation, but also a kind of torture.

This may be the opportunity for change.

But no matter how many reasons there are, whether noble or despicable;

Boss Zhou will not feel that the other party is cruel and jealous because the old belt directly killed his own family,

Because even now,

Zhou Ze didn't really believe him.

Instead of believing a stranger who has only known each other for a few days,

Zhou Ze still prefers to believe the bag of potatoes in his shoulder bag.

This is a very simple plot, just like a simple old farmer who can't understand the changing direction of the stock market, but he knows that as long as there is grain in his barn, this day can be regarded as really down-to-earth.

"Boss, this way, please."

Lao Tie wiped away his tears and led Zhou Ze to move forward.

There is a fence at the entrance of the mountain, the upper end is the torii, and there are stone monuments on both sides.

The two steles on the left and right are the same painting opposite each other, and the person in the painting is kneeling, the painting is very simple, but very straightforward.

You can understand that this is the early ancestors of this clan warning their descendants to remember their slave status and be loyal to their masters.

The old belt stopped and motioned for Zhou Ze to stop as well,

Turning around:

"Boss, there is a formation in front, Shengmen is in the earthquake position, and what we are facing now is east, that is, the northeast position."

"Formation?"

"Yes." The two green beans of the old belt rolled their eyes and continued: "When I came in, they had already sensed me, because the particularity of our race's reproduction methods, the induction between each other, can not be erased.

According to our previous arrangement, this formation is to trap you, and then open other formations one after another, and carry out several times to suppress the trap lock. ”

"Arrangement?"

"Yes, according to the arrangement, those members of my family came to kill me in order to gain your trust, so that you can let your guard down and believe me."

Zhou Ze was noncommittal.

Lao Dai stretched out his hands, jumped into the threshold, and the black chains were pulled out by Lao Dai, throwing himself into it as a stone, throwing stones to ask for directions, and directly triggering the formation.

At this time, Zhou Ze was still outside the formation.

After the formation was activated, layers of dark light curtains pressed down, and each layer was a superposition of double gravity;

It's like a blank piece of paper that can be higher than Mount Emei after being folded twenty-five times, as long as this gravity can be stacked layer by layer, no matter how strong the body is, it can only be crushed into dust.

The old belt looked very painful inside, his face began to flatten from the swelling circle to the squeezing of it, like a piece of sea in his hand, and you could even see the juice squeezed out of it.

Zhou Ze's gaze looked to the northeast of the fence,

Reached

Nails erupt,

Shen Dao:

"Newspapers."

The evil qi flowed from the fingertips, turning into a powerful impact and rushing directly in that direction.

"Buzz!"

At that very moment, a figure of a person also wearing a mask was beaten out.

He seemed to be immersed in manipulating the formation wholeheartedly, and he was not prepared for Zhou Ze's straightforward move.

The evil qi penetrated his body, frantically devouring his body;

It stands to reason that he shouldn't be so weak, but just as it is a truth that even if a strong master is wiped on the neck by someone, it will be finished, in this situation, Boss Zhou knew in advance and added a sneak attack, and directly cut it off.

The masked man's body began to crumble,

The formation he had built ceased to be paralyzed.

The old belt was crawling on the ground, he looked a lot thinner, and his face was not as big as before, but it was more three-dimensional than before.

From a big cake face, it has become a national character face.

At this moment, what Boss Zhou thought in his heart was that this formation should be learned by Lao Xu after he came in, and it could be used for plastic surgery for others, and maybe he could open a late-night plastic surgery hospital in the future.

Zhou Ze slowly walked to the old belt's side,

The old man staggered back to his feet,

Pointing to the front,

front

It's a stairway up the mountain,

Its condition is more rugged and bumpy than the old version of the stone steps on Huashan.

Also, most of the people who live here walk in floating, so naturally they don't put much effort into repairing the stairs that don't have much effect.

"There is a formation on the steps, first walk on the left, and then change to the right after ten floors, so that you can avoid the pressure of this mountain on those who go up the mountain."

The old belt didn't take much rest, and dragged his tired and injured body up the steps.

Zhou Ze didn't hesitate, and followed the old belt up.

The tenth floor changed directions and pulled aside, whether there was pressure from this mountain or not, Zhou Ze didn't know, but he did walk very easily.

Walking and walking,

Halfway up the mountain,

There's a gazebo there,

There is a sculpture in the gazebo,

The statue was dressed in quaint armor and looked straight in the direction of the mountain.

The old belt, like a tour guide, helped Zhou Ze explore the way while not forgetting to introduce Zhou Ze to the local intangible cultural heritage.

"After the White Bone Throne fell into the hands of our clan, our clan has been immersed in how to contact the demon gods suppressed in the White Bone Throne for generations, because of our clan's congenital life level, therefore, our clan's own development potential is not large, so we can only rely on the power of the demon god.

This sculpture, its name is 'Good Sparrow', and its body is a fierce beast from ancient times, which once caused chaos in hell and tried to get into the order of hell, and was killed and placed under the throne of bones.

He was one of the first of them, and he was the raw material when the Throne of Bones first appeared, and because of this, he also had the greatest resentment.

When our clan began to try to communicate with the soul of the demon god in the White Bone Throne, it was also his first choice in response, and he reached a contact with our ancestor and concluded a contract.

This is regarded as a new era of development within the clan by our clan, so the sculpture is erected here.

This sculpture is also a point of his spiritual imprint, through which he can descend at any time. ”

The old belt just fell,

The eyes of the sculpture opened,

In the eyes,

With a touch of banter,

first swept to the old belt,

Then he looked at Zhou Ze.

"Win the hook?"

The sculpture spoke.

The old man clasped his hands together, bent down to salute the sculpture, and said sincerely:

"The master has returned, and he has taken back his throne, so please give way."

"Okay, let, let, hehehe............"

The laughter of the sculpture is eerie, but the choice in the words is very heartfelt.

Lao Tie turned to look at Zhou Ze and reported:

"Next, he will get out of the way, but what he is good at is the art of souls, and after you go up, boss, he will confuse you with the spell trapping lock technique, so that the boss you will lose your ground, and then the rest of our clan on the mountain will summon the rest of the demon gods to come and besiege you, boss.

This is what we have arranged before, the threshold method is just to consume the qi and blood of your body, boss, here, it is to consume the power of your soul boss, so that you are physically and mentally exhausted.

The way to break the game is to destroy this pavilion first. ”

"............" sculpture.

Zhou Ze did not continue to go up the mountain, but walked to the pavilion and looked at the sculpture.

The sculpture is also staring at Zhou Ze,

"Win Hook...... Are you so weak?

I didn't expect that you back then would have today.

Last time, I lost to you, but this time, even if you destroy my spiritual imprint first, after you go up the mountain, I will let you taste the pain of me when you suppressed me!

This is a fateful duel between you and me,

Between you and me,

There will be a war,

There will be a winner or a loser! ”

Zhou Ze tilted his head and continued to stare at the sculpture.

Seeing that Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to destroy the pavilion, the sculpture looked him up and down, left and right, which made him feel a little puzzled.

"Are you scared, Win Hook?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you'd be scared too!"

"After losing your strength, don't you even have the guts?"

"You're afraid of me, yes, you're afraid of me!"

Zhou Ze didn't pay attention to the sculpture's words,

Just talking to himself:

"The color of the armor is green, do you have any impressions?"

"The stripes are ringed, oh, by the way, he has a tail behind him, no impression?"

"He has a sarcoma in his head, do you remember?"

"He's got big feet, like a frogman, don't you remember?"

"Oh, by the way, what's his name?"

Zhou Ze pointed to the sculpture, but looked at the old belt.

"Good Sparrow." The old tape replied.

"Oh, he said his name is Liangque, think about it again, think about it carefully, really, don't be lazy, think seriously."

ultimately

Zhou Ze sighed helplessly,

Looking at the sculpture,

Very seriously:

"Sorry, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with you to give you a little respect and a gaming experience.

But he said,

He really doesn't remember you. ”

"............" sculpture.