Cheng Hao was stunned for two seconds: "I don't know if you have read the history of the Underworld Keeper, my father was a successful Underworld Keeper, but my father died unexpectedly." The police in the real world defined the murder as an accident, and the history books here record in detail how he was murdered, and even the method of killing is clearly recorded. The reason for their murder was very simple, my father was anti-corruption, and it was three Underworld Keepers who killed him. I don't want to be the king, I don't want to respond to every call, I just want to defend my motherland, I want to defend my homeland. But when I saw your unity, I finally understood why my father was no match for those Guardians, because he was alone, and even if he was strong, he could not defeat a team. If you want to make yourself stronger, you can only rely on the team. ”

"Aren't the Guardians of the Underworld defending this world, and why would there be Guardians of the Underworld destroying this world?" asked Wang Sheng.

Cheng Hao smiled helplessly: "Guarding the underworld, no one will take care of anything, and there are no laws and regulations, as long as you guard the resentment and don't let the resentment occupy the human race." Just like the Yellow Nest, when autumn comes to September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. He killed eight million, but he resolved more grievances than he killed. What you want here is the number of you who kill your grudges, and it doesn't matter how many evil things you have done in the world. ”

The bald head touched his shiny head and asked, "Who is Huang Chao?"

"Nestle, his brother ......," Leng Ai teased.

Wang Sheng carefully recalled the books he had read in the library, and in his impression, it seemed that he really did not ask the Guardian of the Underworld to be a good person, as a Guardian of the Underworld, the only requirement was not to let the resentment endanger the world, whether it was to save or kill, as long as the number of resentment decreased, then you were a successful Keeper of the Underworld.

Almost all people have one wish, that is, to be able to dominate the world. If you also want to be windy and rainy, then being a Guardian is the right choice. Wang Sheng was a little unable to accept this fact, if the four of them returned to reality and wanted to do evil, they could completely compete with a country, bomb wherever they wanted, kill whoever they wanted, and they didn't have to consider the constraints of the law at all. Wang Sheng felt a little frightened, the Guardian of the Underworld, this world should not exist at all, without the Keeper of the Underworld, the world would be more chaotic, with the Keeper of the Underworld, the world would be even more chaotic.

I don't know where the sound of the bell came from, interrupting Wang Sheng's thoughts, looking up and seeing a group of people looking at something in a circle, Wang Sheng thought it was an artist walking the streets and alleys performing, but there was no sound of cheering.

The bald head said with great interest: "Anyway, it's okay, let's go and see the excitement?"

Leng Ai shouted: "Bald head, that's not a show, save people." ”

The bald head touched his head and asked, "What?"

Leng Ai didn't bother to explain to him, pulled out her gun and rushed straight to the crowd. Only then did Wang Sheng react, Leng Ai could see the scene within five kilometers, she should have seen the situation in the crowd. The bald head broke through the crowd, and the scene he saw was not as Leng Ai said, an old man of sixty or seventy years old, with a Japanese soldier under his feet, and a Japanese soldier was sitting under the buttocks of the old man, and the old man was holding a brown teapot in his hand, drinking tea with relish.

Next to the old man stood a banner, on which were written four big characters: Zhao's Divine Calculation. The table next to it was overturned to the ground, and fortune-telling items were scattered all over the ground. The two Japanese soldiers were scolding the old man in Japanese, but no matter how the two Japanese soldiers struggled, the old man sat there as steady as Mount Tai, leisurely drinking his tea.

The bald head touched his shiny head suspiciously, Leng Ai just said that he wanted to save people, did he want him to save the Japanese soldiers? Leng Ai is stupid and can't even take care of this matter. The bald head was really a little confused, and he didn't care so much, so he walked up to the old man and said loudly: "Old man, okay, this person also told you to beat, let it go." ”

The old man glanced at his bald head contemptuously, took a small sip in the spout of the teapot, and said nothing. At this time, Wang Sheng and the others also ran over, and Wang Sheng was also stunned when he saw this scene, and he didn't understand what Leng Ai meant.

"The Japanese troops are coming, hurry up and run, if you don't run, you won't be able to run away. Leng Ai said anxiously.

The old man took a leisurely sip of tea: "Don't be afraid, isn't there still you?"

Wang Sheng chuckled in his heart, could it be that this old fortune teller knew who they were? If that's the case, then it's really interesting.

"There are a lot of Japanese soldiers, more is better than less, although we are here, we may not be able to protect you, even if we can protect you, we may not be able to protect these onlookers. ”

The old man drank tea slowly, as if he was thinking, only to see a sudden force under the old man's feet, and he didn't know whether he trampled the Japanese soldiers on the ground to death, or he was stunned, the old man stood up slowly, and the Japanese soldiers under his buttocks waved his fists towards the old man's face, but the old man just tilted his head, stretched out his hand and pinched the neck of the Japanese soldier, pinched it hard, the head of the Japanese soldier drooped to the side, the old man slowly let go of his hand, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground like mud.

Wang Sheng looked at the old man with a stunned expression, an old man in his prime, the speed was actually so fast, if Wang Sheng met the old man before, he was not the old man's opponent at all, it can be seen that the old man will not be an ordinary person.

The old man picked up the things on the ground unhurriedly, and picked up his divine pretense: "Let's go." ”

The bald head shouted: "Okay, don't look at it, the Japanese devils are coming, let's disperse." ”

Cheng Hao and the bald head carried the two Japanese soldiers behind them and swaggered and followed the old man. Wang Sheng looked at the two of them in confusion: "Why do you want to carry these two Japanese soldiers on your back?"

Cheng Hao said with a smile: "The Japanese soldiers died on the street, do you think the Japanese will give up? Although you have not experienced this era, you have always seen TV." If they are really as brutal as they are on TV, won't the people here suffer?"

Wang Sheng sighed: "Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao, I really doubt your identity. ”

The bald head scolded: "Your uncle, you are idle every day." ”

Cheng Hao said with a smile: "We haven't been in contact for a long time, and we will naturally understand after a long time." ”

Wang Sheng and the four of them followed behind the old man, and they didn't know how many turns they turned, and they came to a dilapidated grass house, Wang Sheng looked at the dilapidated grass house that the wind could blow down, and didn't know how to express his inner thoughts at the moment. Although it is a time of war, it is also a provincial capital, and in such a prosperous city, there are such dilapidated grass houses, which shows what the society was like at that time.

The weeds in the yard were reborn, the height of the grass had reached the waist of a person, the house was dim and damp, and a musty smell went straight to Wang Sheng's brain. In the middle of the room was a dilapidated table, around which four wooden benches were placed, the shabby surface testified to its age, there was a door frame on the left side of the room, but there was no door, a gray cloth was tied to the door frame, and a cabinet was placed on the kang in the inner room, on which was placed a very dry set of bedding, which was in stark contrast to the environment of the house.

The old man motioned for the four to sit down, Wang Sheng was very curious about the old man, and had a lot of questions to ask him, but the old man did not give Wang Sheng a chance, and went to the yard to burn a small stove, about ten minutes, the old man carried a pot of water into the house, took out four bowls from the cabinet in the bedroom and put them in front of the four people, when the water in the kettle was poured into the bowl, Wang Sheng understood that the old man was boiling water to make tea.

The old man sat in front of the door, looking at Wang Sheng and the four of them with a smile, Wang Sheng's heart was a little hairy, and he couldn't hold back this strange look: "Uncle, do you know us?"

The old man shook his head and didn't speak, and Wang Sheng then asked, "Then do you know who we are?"

The old man still shook his head, still not saying a word. Wang Sheng was a little puzzled, since this old man didn't know who they were and didn't know their identity, why did he behave like this on the street just now?

"Then what do you mean when you just said on the street, don't be afraid, there are us?"

The old man laughed and said, "Of course I'm not afraid, one of you is my lucky star, let's say, which of you wants to be my apprentice!"