Ban Ming's pupils shrank, shocked that the other party actually knew his name, it could be seen that he was really likely to be from the solar system, and he asked in a deep voice, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for helping me keep something to this day. The middle-aged man said, stretching out his right palm.

Ban Ming's face changed instantly, because he felt that in his spiritual world, the silver bowl with many divine son primordial spirits actually began to vibrate violently, and suddenly he completely lost control, rushed out of the spiritual world, flew out of his eyebrows, and landed on the palm of the middle-aged man.

The silver bowl hummed and shook as if to express joy.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his eyes were very soft, he gently stroked the silver bowl a few times, and said, "Long time no see, old man." ”

Ban Ming's face was shocked, there were so many supreme magic weapons in his spiritual world, but only the silver bowl was out of control, which made him think a lot in an instant.

You must know that this silver bowl was obtained by him from the small world of Shunyi Heavenly Palace, which was hidden in the small world of the gods, and it was an extremely important part of the plan of the planners behind the gods era!

And now, the silver bowl took the initiative to fly back into the hands of the middle-aged man, what does this mean?

The answer is about to come out -

This middle-aged man surnamed Qian is the layout of the small world of the gods, and the person behind the scenes who intends to bring the era of the gods back to life!

Ban Ming felt that his soul trembled slightly, not because his psychological quality was not strong enough, but because the other party's origin was too amazing, how could it be easy to forcibly retain the world of the Fengshen Era to this era?

"Looks like you've guessed something, yes, it's I who kept that little world until now. The man surnamed Qian admitted calmly, and then said: "However, there are some things that you must not guess. ”

The conjecture in his heart was confirmed, and while Ban Ming's heart became more and more solemn, his voice also turned slightly cold: "For example?"

"For example, when I was a god, I was named the god of cooking. ”

With a roar in his head, Ban Ming's pupils instantly shrank into the tip of a needle.

In any case, he never thought that this man would be this identity!

However, once such a setting is accepted, some of the unsolved mysteries of the past are suddenly perfectly explained!

For example, why is there a pure demon race preserved on the Beast King Star, why is the surface of the Beast King Star intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth in the two eras, why is the foundation formation of the small world of the gods on the Beast King Star, and why is there a silver bowl hidden in the Shun Shun Heavenly Palace......

There is only one answer to all questions.

That is.

Cloth, Bureau, Who, Yes, Cook, God!

Beastmaster was originally the vegetable garden of the gods, and the kitchen god was the ruler of this vegetable garden, and it was completely under his control, so he would base all his arrangements on Beastmaster.

It's a simple and reasonable answer, but no one thinks about it.

And the biggest incredibleness in this is......

"If you were really a chef, how could you have survived until now?" questioned Ban Ming.

And the answer said by the middle-aged man made Ban Ming feel creepy-

"That's because, after the end of the last era, I spent most of my life here. ”

Ban Ming suddenly understood!

Time difference!

There is a huge difference between the time of the central array and the speed at which time passes in the outside world.

It's been a year here, and maybe hundreds of thousands of years have passed outside.

And the God of Kitchen has spent most of his life here, which is the real reason why he can survive to this day!

"But, even so, how could you have escaped...... What door?" asked Ban Ming.

The so-called gate is naturally the gate of mythology.

This is the most incomprehensible thing for Ban Ming, even the most powerful gods can't escape the door of mythology, how did this infamous kitchen god get there?

"There are no absolutes in this world. The chef's voice became a little faint: "You see me standing here, but you don't see that I can stand here because there are countless gods behind me who are willing to sacrifice themselves. ”

Ban Ming's heart was shocked, thinking of the gods and spirits sealed in the silver bowl, the statues of gods and demons that were used as "energy" on the four walls of the Shunshun Heavenly Palace, and the picture of the return of the god era that Uncle Ghost let him see...... Such a huge stroke is indeed not something that a little chef can arrange.

Behind this, there are countless people who are willing to sacrifice for this result.

"Instead of caring about this, why don't you let me tell you a secret related to you?" Chef Myth turned around, looking at Ban Ming's gaze becoming a little playful.

Ban Ming's expression was grim, and he looked at the kitchen god without speaking.

I only listened to the slow voice of the kitchen god.

"I told you that my surname is Qian, but I didn't tell you what my full name is. ”

......

Solar system. Earth.

A nameless hill.

Chick Mountain.

A moment ago, it was a sunny day, but suddenly the wind and clouds changed, and dark clouds rolled in, enveloping the sky.

The black clouds are overpowered, the thunder is bursting, and the thunder and lightning are shuttling in the black clouds like a snake.

Suddenly, a thick thunderbolt fell from the depths of the thick clouds and slashed somewhere in Little Chicken Mountain.

To be exact, it was split on top of an inconspicuous small grave in the middle of the Chicken Mountain.

Rumble!

The power of this thunderbolt was extraordinary, and suddenly the earth and rocks were blown away, and a good grave disappeared completely, and a large pit was blown out of the original place.

The lid of a rather stale coffin was flipped aside.

If you look inside the coffin, you can see that it is empty.

Not only were there no corpses, not even a single bone.

It's an empty tomb.

At the same time, the rather simple tombstone was also blown aside, the first few words had been blown up, and the remaining words were-

The Tomb of Eternal Life.

......

Central Array Eye.

The voice of the kitchen god sounded slowly, suppressing the sound of the roaring energy storm around him.

"My surname is Qian, and I am a Qian. ”

"My surname is also Qian, Zhao Qian Sun Li's money. ”

"My name is ...... Qian Changsheng. ”

Qian Changsheng!

The moment these three words came out of the mouth of the kitchen god, Ban Ming's brain roared incessantly, a pair of eyes opened to the maximum, the pupils trembled unstoppably, and he looked at the man who claimed to be Qian Changsheng not far away.

In my mind, what suddenly flashed was the situation before I met Xia Yuanzhong again and talked about the nameless grave in Xiaoji Mountain.

In front of the grave, Xia Yuanzhong told him about the past of Liancheng Valve, and told him that his best friend was buried in the grave.

In the end, because Xia Yuanzhong told the secret characteristics of his best friend's granddaughter, Ban Ming boldly guessed that Xi Mengyan was likely to be the granddaughter of Xia Yuanzhong's best friend.

And Xia Yuanzhong's best friend is named ...... Qian Changsheng.

Ban Ming's mind was buzzing, not only did he not dare to believe that Qian Changsheng was resurrected after his death, but he also couldn't believe that Qian Changsheng was also the behind-the-scenes planner of the small world of the gods!

"Are you really Qian Changsheng?" asked Ban Ming.

"That's right. ”

"Yumeyan is really your granddaughter?"

"That's right. ”

"Dear?"

"It's dear. ”

Looking at Qian Changsheng with a calm face, Ban Ming opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It stands to reason that a conspirator like Qian Changsheng should hide himself well and wait for the last opportunity, but he actually married a wife and had children?

He suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked, "What about your son and daughter-in-law, they were killed by Xia Lao's enemies, and you watched them die?" Or are they still alive?"

"They are indeed dead. Qian Changsheng smiled lightly and said: "People will eventually die, and when they die, that is their fate, even if it is me, I will not interfere...... As for Mengyan, as the last bit of my blood in this world, I naturally don't want her to disappear like this, but I just help her erase some unnecessary traces so that she can grow up healthy and healthy. ”

Hearing the latter words, Ban Ming immediately remembered a common doubt in his and Xia Yuanzhong's hearts.

That is, Xia Yuanzhong once used the method of comparing gene samples in the gene bank to find Xi Mengyan, but found nothing.

In the end, two possibilities were analyzed, the first possibility is that Xi Mengyan is not Qian Changsheng's granddaughter at all, and the other possibility is that someone secretly did something and didn't want Xi Mengyan's true identity to be exposed.

And now, the answer has been revealed, the latter possibility has come true, and it is Qian Changsheng who cheated to death to help Xi Mengyan hide the traces!

At the same time, Ban Ming was also a little cold because of Qian Changsheng's cold heart, and he didn't even care about the life and death of his son and daughter-in-law, is such a person still a person?

Wrongly, this person is not a human being, he is a god, a god of cooking.

Suddenly, Ban Ming thought of the day when he had a long talk with Xia Yuanzhong in front of the grave, and Yang Yaren was also present.

At that time, Yang Yaren suddenly smiled meaninglessly at the grave.

Now that I think about it, this laughter seems meaningful.

It seems that Yang Yaren already knew at that time that the inside of the tomb was empty, and Qian Changsheng was not dead at all!

"Could it be that Mengyan is also a chess piece laid by you?" Ban Ming suddenly stared.

"Space is the chessboard, time is vertical and horizontal, and all living beings are the chess pieces...... I don't want to use so many chess pieces that are better than her, why should I use her? After all, she is my granddaughter, and now she has become the lord of the demon clan on the planet of Beastmaster, in fact, it is just an accident. Qian Changsheng sighed softly and said, "Sometimes, I'm actually very curious, who can really jump out of fate?"

The latter sentence seemed a little clueless, but Ban Ming felt Qian Changsheng's helplessness and confusion from it.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, Yumuyan was not a pawn and was not involved in the layout that spanned two eras.

Ban Ming said in a deep voice: "So, all these years, you have been hiding in the solar system?"

"Just occasionally staying for a while and then coming back here. ”

Qian Changsheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he said angrily: "Gods, they are not as high as the world imagines, they have no desires, and to put it bluntly, they are just more powerful people." In my life, I have carried too many things, and my biggest regret is that I have not been able to truly experience human love...... Until one day, my heart was moved, I left here, went to the solar system, and then met her, from that moment on, I was no longer the Qian Changsheng who rebelled against the chaos, but the Qian Changsheng of Zhao Qian Sun Li. ”

Ban Ming knew that there must be a twists and turns and even a moving story in this, but his voice was still cold: "Don't you think this is too unfair to your son, daughter-in-law and Mengyan?"

"Then what do you think is fair? Show the cultivation of my gods and kill many people, including Liancheng Valve, is that fair? I give them the opportunity to exist in this world and have the right to be happy and sorrowful, this is already the greatest fairness, and no one can really be responsible for other people's lives. ”

Qian Changsheng's voice was faint, revealing coldness, and he said lightly: "Besides, from the very beginning, I have sealed my cultivation and memory, and I really think that I am Qian Changsheng, until I 'died' and woke up again, and I remembered my true identity." For me, Qian Changsheng's life is a beautiful, sad and regretless memory. ”

His gaze wandered over Ban Ming's body, and he said slowly: "It's you, the Nine Cathode Veins will appear on a man, it is worthy of the 'variable' that came into being in this era, and it is really a catastrophe to make this kind of thing go against the sky again in the era of the gods......

"I don't understand what you're saying. Ban Ming's face was cold, but his heart was awe-inspiring, the Nine Yin Pole Vein was one of his biggest secrets, but he didn't expect to be seen through by Qian Changsheng at a glance.

And Qian Changsheng's current meaning actually implied that his class was born in this world in order to prevent many gods in the Fengshen Era from laying out this overall situation against the sky?

This is inevitably too fatalistic, Ban Ming never thought that he would come to this world for any fate.

Qian Changsheng smiled faintly when he heard this, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, but there is one thing you understand and I understand, among you and me, there can only be one person who can live in this world." ”

There is no doubt about that. ”

Ban Ming said, flashing in his mind the pictures that Uncle Ghost had passed on to him in the barren tower, no matter what, he couldn't make the layout of Qian Changsheng and the others successful.

Immediately, he said in a deep voice: "But there is one thing I still don't understand, if you just want to let the era of gods come again, as long as you make a last wish, why sacrifice countless living beings?"

Qian Changsheng said indifferently: "Reversing such a thing as an era is against the original intention of that gate to come to the world, and it is really going against the sky, so if you want to complete this matter, you must pay more price, and you need to contribute sacrifices to that gate to barely complete it." However, not all life will be extinct, and by that time, there will still be about 1 in 10,000 living beings who will survive, and the remaining people are a group of creatures with the best genes in the universe, and they will continue the fire of civilization, and even burn this fire more vigorously in the new era. ”