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Chapter 939

The big black dog held by Zhang Zhong's neck shook its head, indicating that he didn't know.

Are you fucking drunk and you come here to ask me what's going on?

The big black dog cursed in his heart.

Zhang Zhong patted the dog's head, sighed, and said: "Forget it, although you are not weak, you are still a dog, and you don't understand what I am telling you."

The big black dog rolled his eyes at Zhang Zhong, thinking whether he should urinate on this guy later, since he would just lift his leg anyway.

Zhang Zhong sat boredly by the fire, chatting with the big black dog, but he was talking to himself, and the big black dog ignored him at all.

Not only did she ignore him, she even wanted to raise her legs to pee on him.

In the distance, deep in the old forest, various strange sounds came from time to time, and no one knew what kind of beast it was that made the sound.

The old forest in the dark night is really scary.

Click, click...

The sound of footsteps crushing fallen leaves kept ringing, and then a man walked out of the forest.

That man was wearing black clothes, and he was none other than King Chu Jiang, one of the ten Yamas who came to the human world.

At this time, he was walking in the old forest late at night, looking around from time to time.

He has been here before, and the last time he came was probably a thousand years ago.

Thousands of years have passed, and the scenery here has changed a lot. It was still somewhat inhabited back then, and people fleeing the war formed several villages here.

Even a city god noodle was built not far in front.

However, thousands of years have passed, and everything here no longer exists, and it has become a deserted old forest.

Chu Jiang dynasty walked forward, recalling the scene when he came here as he walked.

Back then, he was just a small catcher in the underworld, but his good friend was the local city god.

Now that thousands of years have passed, he has become the Yama in the underworld, while the City God line has been removed from the underworld.

When the Cheng Huang clan was wiped out, King Chu Jiang also took action without hesitation.

Because after Ksitigarbha drove away Ying Gou and took control of the underworld, the city gods refused to accept it and made trouble in the underworld, so the Yins had no choice but to take action and destroy them all.

At that time, the King of Chu Jiang once crushed the golden bodies of more than a dozen city gods with his own hands.

But what made him happy was that his good friend did not go to the underworld to rebel, so he survived.

However, since the great war, all the City Gods were completely eliminated from the underworld. Even those who remained in the world of the underworld no longer have their orders from the underworld and are now lonely ghosts.

A tree must have roots, and so does the City God.

Their roots are in the underworld, so that they can enjoy the incense of the world and continue their undefeated golden body.

But now that the roots of the underworld are broken, these city gods cannot last long in the human world. Even if they still exist, they will only be miserable.

This place is so desolate, there is no human habitation at all, so naturally there is no incense to offer.

After so many years, I still don't know if my old friend is still there.

Thinking of this, King Chu Jiang sighed. In the past thousand years, he had never returned to the earth, and naturally he had never seen his friend again.

I am a Yama in the underworld, and it would be too involved to come to the human world rashly.

Moreover, the City God and his family were regarded as traitors by the underworld in the underworld. If they met with that person rashly, they would cause unnecessary trouble.

So after thousands of years, King Chu Jiang never saw his good friend again.

King Chu Jiang continued to walk forward, and a small stream appeared not far away. The water in the small stream flowed by day and night.

Looking at the stream in front of him, King Chu Jiang frowned slightly, then bent down by the stream and picked up a handful of water with his hands.

Following his actions, the stream that had been flowing continuously stopped immediately, and then the water level dropped visibly to the naked eye.

As the water level dropped, a ruined cornice appeared on the upper reaches of the stream, as well as many broken walls.

This should be an ancient building, but it was too old and had completely collapsed and was buried in the stream.

Those broken walls are covered with green moss, telling the vicissitudes of time.

Among the ruins of the wall, you can faintly see a sitting figure.

Only one head of the statue was exposed, and the rest of the body was buried in the ruins.

"Old friend, I didn't expect you were still here."

Seeing the statue, King Chu Jiang suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face.

As his words fell, the statue seemed to wake up and suddenly opened its eyes, revealing the golden light that only belongs to gods.

The next moment, a blurry figure gathered on the shore.

It was a middle-aged man dressed like an ancient scholar.

"It's been a thousand years, and you're finally here." The scholar came over and nodded gently to King Chu Jiang.

King Chu Jiang let go of his hand, and the water in his palm fell again, and the stream immediately returned to normal.

"I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect you to come at this time." The City God looked at King Chu Jiang and said calmly.

King Chu Jiang looked at his friend in front of him, sighed again, and then said: "I really want to see you, but my status is a bit special after all."

Hearing his words, the City God smiled faintly and said, "Yes, you are one of the ten palaces of the underworld, how can you have friendship with traitors like us from the underworld."

King Chu Jiang just looked at his old friend in front of him and didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his tone.

At that time, both of them were from the Central Plains, and they studied hard together and vowed to be named on the gold medal list.

Who would have thought that this good friend suddenly fell seriously ill before the exam, and then died.

His family background was very good, he was always generous and kind, and he often helped the people around him. The people appreciated his kindness and built a temple for him, and he became the City God.

But the King of Chu Jiang was named on the gold medal list, and later became a high official. After his death, he became a shady person, and finally took the position of the Lord of Hell.

When he was still a gangster, he often came to this old friend's territory.

Although he is from the Central Plains, the war in the Central Plains caused the people to be displaced. The people who lived here gave him the City God Noodle built here, so this is his territory.

"For more than a thousand years, the underworld seems to have been in chaos. I heard that you have been very busy." The City God looked at King Chu Jiang and said.

King Chu Jiang nodded and said: "I have been very busy because the underworld is too big and too chaotic."

"We were friends during our lifetime and have known each other for thousands of years. I didn't expect that I would be able to see you before I left. It's actually quite nice."

The City God looked at King Chu Jiang and smiled lightly.

King Chu Jiang frowned, although as the King of Hell, things like life and death no longer meant much to his existence.

But now when I heard the words of the City God, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

The City God's Temple has been destroyed, buried by dust and streams, and the incense here has been cut off for who knows how many years.

It is somewhat unexpected that this old friend of mine can still support himself until now.

King Chu Jiang could tell at a glance that his old friend's golden body would not last ten years.

"If you want to stay, I can help you." King Chu Jiang finally couldn't help it and said to his old friend.

He is the Lord of Hell in the underworld, and it is not difficult to help this City God regain his caution.

Even if people from the underworld would have other ideas if they found out about this, he didn't care.

In these more than a thousand years, whether in the underworld or in the human world, he has only had this one friend. As long as he wants to stay, King Chu Jiang will definitely help him.

"No need, what's the point of rebuilding the golden body? The City God line is at the end of its rope. My sparsely populated area has long since lost its popularity. The City Gods in other places are all the same. Even if I keep the golden body, it won't matter.

Broken, it doesn’t mean much anymore.”

As the City God spoke, he gently shook his head.

King Chu Jiang was silent.

When Ksitigarbha controlled the underworld, these city gods were the most violent. In the final analysis, they were local gods, while Ksitigarbha was just an outsider.

Although Ksitigarbha is powerful enough, it is still difficult to conquer these city gods.

So there was a scene where thousands of city gods poured into the underworld and went to Ksitigarbha to ask for an explanation.

However, in the face of these City Gods, Ksitigarbha, who had always been kind, or pretended to be kind, finally had murderous intentions and asked the Yamas of the Tenth Palace of the Underworld to work together to smash all the golden bodies of the thorn-headed City Gods.

In this way, the hatred between the City Gods and Ksitigarbha will never be resolved.

So later on, the underworld completely eliminated the line of City Gods, and those City Gods who remained in the Yang world were also completely cut off from their roots. They were like rootless floating duckweeds, living and dying in the human world. When the incense was exhausted, they completely fell.

And this friend of mine has obviously reached the end of his life and will not be able to survive for a few more years.

"That bald donkey is in charge of the underworld. Over the past thousand years, the underworld has become more and more chaotic every year. The yin and yang are reversed and the order is chaotic. If this continues, there will be big problems."

The City God looked at King Chu Jiang and said calmly.

King Chu Jiang continued to remain silent, because this was a topic related to Ksitigarbha and he could not say anything.

Because at least on the surface, the ten Yamas are all Ksitigarbha's dogs. How can a dog bite its own master?

"He drove away Yinggou, and now he has killed Lord Taishan. This old monk is crazy. If this continues, there will definitely be big problems!"

Seeing that his friend remained calm, the City God couldn't help but speed up his tone.

After hearing the words of the City God, King Chu Jiang smiled bitterly, and then said: "Everything is constantly moving forward. The era of Ying Gou and Fu Lord is over. Not only the underworld, but also whether it is heaven or earth, all rules

They are all made by the strong."

"Ksitigarbha is powerful enough, so he has the right to re-make his own rules in the underworld. You are too nostalgic." King Chu Jiang sighed and said something that even he couldn't convince himself.

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