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Chapter 297 Memories are always sad

The memory did not stop here, but became more fermented as time went by, and those dusty memories that Zhen didn't want to recall came out again like a tide.

He remembered that one day, the man in white came to the depths of hell again. His clothes, as white as snow, looked a little dirty.

After Bai Yi came to the abyss, he asked him how his cultivation was going, and told him not to live up to the name Zhen.

Town, a town of suppression. A town that suppresses all ghosts and gods. A town that forever suppresses the eighteen levels of hell! A town that suppresses the eighteen levels of hell!

After the man in white finished speaking, he left, leaving only Zhen who didn't understand what was going on at the time.

Later, the man in white came again. This time, his white clothes could no longer look the same as before. The bright red blood stained the white robe, both his opponent's and his own. On the broken white robe, there were swords.

The wounds are vertical and horizontal.

Zhen could tell that he was seriously injured and coughed up a lot of blood before he could speak, but Zhen couldn't understand why he was still laughing despite being so seriously injured.

he said with a smile.

Things are coming to an end, and this world cannot be allowed to follow the same path of another world. God has no right to pull mortals together towards destruction, but he does not have much strength to finish it all. The worlds of Yin and Yang are like mirrors.

The connection between the good and the bad was so deep that he no longer had the strength to separate the two worlds.

He begged Zhen to help him keep an eye on hell and the entire underworld.

Then he left, saying as he left that everyone in the world thought he was wrong, and only at that moment would they understand that he was right!

Then this time, the man in white never came back...

When I heard about him again, it was when the path to immortality was cut off and the underworld was in turmoil...

Zhen, walked out of the depths of hell. Zhen wanted to help him, because now Zhen felt that he was already very powerful. He also wanted to ask that person, what is right and wrong?

But, there is no chance anymore.

When the past emerged, those heavy secrets were like big stones, weighing on him for countless late nights. They weighed on his heart, making him breathless and with nowhere to hide.

this moment.

Zhen seemed to have found a window to vent, and wanted to pour out all the things hidden in his heart in the dark abyss.

Those years, those things, those words that I will have time to say in the future.

"I know that the underworld is your brainchild, and I have been taking care of it all these years. Don't worry, it looks a little messy now but it is not ruined yet. You told me at the beginning that people say ghosts are scary, and ghosts know the poison of people. The outside world

It's vicious and cruel, far less clean than hell. You told me not to go out, but I have to go out. If I don't come out, hell will be in chaos. But don't worry, I hid it well, just like you taught me in the beginning, no one knows

Where I come from, no one knows who I am. I have never shown anyone what you taught me. I will watch over the underworld for you and suppress all ghosts and gods when necessary!

Speaking of this, a monstrous murderous aura emerged from Zhen's eyes, and he gathered his eyes in front of Zhen. The resentful spirits who did not dare to step forward to offend most of them, like a white big cake that was suddenly bitten by someone.

Drop a sip.

Facing the boundless ocean of resentful spirits, Zhen seemed to be unable to see it and continued to mutter to himself.

Oh, by the way, I have met your descendants and watched them for thousands of years. People in the underworld have also watched them for thousands of years. After your death, there has been a legend spread in the underworld that you are not dead and will come back one day. They are all very good.

I was afraid that you would come back, so I completely isolated your bloodline. I just watched your talented bloodline become ordinary people bit by bit and disappear in time. Don't blame me, to be honest, I don't want you to come back. Some things have passed.

It's over, what if we have to do it all over again? It's good like this now. You belong to the past, and the present belongs to us. As for the future, it is neither yours nor mine, just leave it to future generations. We don't

How about intervening and leaving everything to God's will?

Although I don’t know what you originally wanted to do, from the few words I have collected over the years, I am afraid that the end of the Immortal Road has something to do with you. What you have done is so big that I never thought that I would feel it even when I think about it.

fear.

You are usually most afraid of trouble. When you come back, I'm afraid there will be trouble. The world has changed and can no longer withstand another turmoil, so it's better for you to die.

But some people don’t think so and always want to get things done. Some people are not willing to accept the current situation and want to pull you back!

Seeing that the underworld is about to be in chaos again, what can I do? So far, I have not been able to find out who is behind it, but I know that someone must be planning something behind it.

because,

Someone touched your bloodline, and you said it was a coincidence that after so many generations of dilution, your only remaining bloodline has awakened!

God willing?

Someone is plotting?

Are they willing to have you come back?

When they found out about your bloodline awakening, you didn't know how ridiculous the scene was. Those old ghosts were so scared that they almost lost their wits. After being frightened, they were ready to eradicate the root cause and avoid future troubles forever. A group of frightened bereaved people.

Dog, they can't be successful while you're alive, and they can't be successful even if you're dead. Just when I was hesitating, Po Meng came to me and asked me to take action with her... I'm sorry, I refused.

After talking about this, Zhen's tone began to become bitter.

"Fortunately, there is that stupid woman Meng Po. She took action in time to suppress those old ghosts and fought with them for three chapters. She was not allowed to deal with Yan Zheng personally! This is the limit of what she can do alone. To be honest, this

Silly Girl is really good, but she was a bit blind at the time and her brain was still a bit shaky.

She feels sorry for you for not being able to protect your descendants. What a naive idea. She actually doesn’t hate you. Instead, she hates me, an irrelevant person, just because I am your apprentice. What kind of truth is this? Although you treat me

I have the grace to teach you the Dharma, but you are you and I am me. Besides, I have done enough for you over the years. I have learned your Dharma and protected your way, but it does not mean that I will follow the same path as you did.

ah!

Because of this, this stupid woman still holds a grudge.

You were right about this, women are vindictive, stingy, and unreasonable.

Just hate it, it's not a big deal.

It’s not that I don’t want to help, but I really can’t overcome the hurdle in my heart. There is no possibility of resurrecting a person who has lost his soul, let alone you who were more thorough than you were. I don’t believe that you can live another life. Even if Yan Zheng reaches your height, he

It’s still you!

After saying that, Zhen's tear-stained face became tangled, just as complicated as Zhen's mood at the moment, and he sighed.

Then he continued in a tone full of emotion: "I am very confused about this matter and really don't know what to do.

So please forgive me for sitting on the sidelines.

Let nature take its course and I do nothing, which is probably the best option.

Whether he lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me. What I owe you will be repaid to you in another way, and the underworld will take care of it for you no matter what.

In fact, the situation is not that bad. Granny Meng sees that no one dares to attack him openly, so I am also secretly helping to keep an eye on those old ghosts. As long as they don't break their skin and end up personally, let them go.

Now I really want to ask you a question. The thing you broke back then reappeared in the world after a thousand years, and your bloodline has awakened one after another! Is this a backhand you left behind? Or is it a coincidence? Is it really what they said?

So, are these all God’s will?

But I can't see any trace of you in Yan Zheng. He is greedy for money, afraid of death, and has no sense of responsibility... What do I miss about you?

No! Maybe there is something similar, he never wants to suffer a loss... I still remember that you taught me the same way at the beginning, you can eat anything, but don't suffer a loss. Hey~hey~ you are weak, why didn't you tell me before

You can’t eat shit! When I came out of hell, I went to the human world to taste everything. The rocks were dry and astringent, the soil was fishy and bitter, the snow was cold but tasteless, the flowers were fragrant but tasted bad...

One day I ate sheep shit. Although it tasted a bit strange and fishy, ​​it was nothing. I tasted the taste of all things in time. Until one day I met a person who told me that shit cannot be eaten! He also told me

, The latrine is a place for shit... Ha~ha~~ Isn't it stupid? You will definitely laugh at me when you hear it, right? Mad! I have never come out of hell. How do I know this? Why don't you tell

Me, why didn't you tell me and just left...

Zhen began to laugh loudly, and it was ugly, as if he was crying. The tears on his face were like a gurgling stream, sliding down from Zhen's face, flying into the darkness and turning into nothingness.

His crazy voice, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, echoed in the silent darkness. He laughed until he stopped laughing, until there were no more tears, and then he stopped his crazy behavior just now.

His face instantly returned to its former indifference.

He spat out a sentence coldly.

"If all this is your fault, or God's will, then I will wait for you to come back. This time I will accompany you to shake him up. If Yan Zheng dies unfortunately, then I will return to hell and help you take care of the underworld.
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