As King Yama spoke, the speed of the train slowly slowed down.
After taking a look at the gloomy scenery outside the window, he said:
"Speaking of which, your memories from three lifetimes ago and all your magical powers have not been recovered.
It would be great if it continues like this.
Without the burden of Guangwu Heze's name, you can live like this.
Now that you are the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, even if you do not have enough immortality to survive the tribulation and become an immortal, you will live a glorious life in this life.
Your backstage is the Emperor of Heaven. Which god in the sky wouldn't come over to fawn over you?
Other second-generation rich and second-generation officials are incomparable, but you are the second-generation immortal and the second-generation emperor."
Having said this, King Yama turned around, looked at me, smiled slightly, and continued:
"So what if I get back the memories and immortal magic from three lifetimes ago?
Then you will turn back into the Guangwu Heze you were, and you will continue to be hunted by heaven.
No matter how powerful your immortal magic is, you are still no match for the entire heaven.
Think about it carefully.
You want to return to Guangwu Heze, who has powerful immortal magic, but is hunted by the gods all day long.
Or should I be the current Shen Lian who is held in the palm of the hand by the gods and gets whatever he wants?
Don't be in a hurry to answer.
I'll give you some time to think about it. After you figure it out, go find the Yinsi near Luoshen Temple.
If you choose Guangwu Heze, then let’s talk about what to do next.
If you choose to continue doing Shen Lian, then I will find a way to erase your memory of Guangwu Heze."
As soon as King Yama said this, the train stopped.
He smiled at me and said:
"Further ahead is the underworld.
After getting off the bus here, you keep walking back, and when the dark clouds disperse, that’s when you walk out.”
Knowing that I couldn't get out of the car at this time, I stood up from my seat.
He glanced at Zhuge Zhengqi, who continued to stay in his seat, and said to him:
"Brother, why don't you get off the car with me?
Does this count as flying solo?”
Zhuge Zhengqi smiled bitterly, looked at me and said:
"Donor, guess what, His Highness King Yama will let me get off the bus with you at ease?
I have to go to hell to erase the memory of this last period before letting me go back.
Right? His Highness King Yama”
King Yama looked at the ugly Taoist priest with a smile and said:
"No wonder they say you are an extremely smart person. I like to deal with smart people.
You won’t be tired.”
Seeing that Zhuge Zhengqi was about to follow the car to the underworld, I sighed helplessly. When I turned around and saw Lord He and Hercules, I said to King Yama again:
"Old man, if - I say if,
If I choose to be Shen Lian and draw a clear line with Guangwu Heze, what will the two brothers do?"
"You still have time to think about them both."
King Yama let out a gentle breath, and then continued:
"That depends on what they both mean.
Without Guangwu Heze, there would be no need for powerful men and cranes.
If they are unwilling to part with the immortal magic, I will leave them to work in the underworld.
If they don't want to stay in the underworld, then I will send them both to reincarnation again.
I have treated them badly in the past three lives, so I will give them a good future.
After this life, the fate of the three of them will be over."
After hearing what King Yama said, I couldn't help but look at the two men, Rikishi and Crane, at the door.
It's just that the memories of the two of them are only a few fragments of memories in the carriage decades ago, which can't be said to be very profound.
Mr. He, who was still half a young man, saw what I was thinking and said to me:
"Don't worry about both of us, first think about whether you want to be Guangwu Heze or not.
When you come back as Hirotake Aize, Rikishi and I will still be your right-hand man.
But don’t think too much about it. If Guangwu Heze is gone, it might not necessarily be a bad thing for us brothers."
Rikishi also said a few words, with the same meaning as Mr. He, asking me not to think about the two of them, and to decide whether to be Guangwu Heze or Shen Lian.
There is no need to stay in the carriage anymore.
At that moment, I walked to the carriage door a little lonely.
At this time, I heard Jia Lan’s words and said:
"You still have a third way
As Shen Lian, report King Yama to the Emperor of Heaven and tell him everything about your dream.
The Emperor of Heaven will treat you as his own son. Maybe when he travels in Taixu, he will let you regent the Heavenly Court. How could you get into the position of a God King?"
After hearing the mentally ill person's words of provoking discord, I turned back to him angrily and said:
"Then I will report you, saying that you are controlling everything behind the scenes, in order to seize power and his position as the Emperor of Heaven.
Everyone in heaven and earth knows that Jia Lan is mentally ill, so if I say anything, the Emperor of Heaven might really believe it."
After finishing speaking, I ignored Jia Lan's reaction, opened the compartment door and walked out.
After walking out of the carriage, I found that the train door had been opened.
When I walked out of the train along the door, it was all foggy, with dark clouds above my head, and a ray of sunshine leaked out.
After listening to King Yama's words, I walked along the railway track in the opposite direction of the train.
I didn't take a few steps here before the train started again and headed towards the underworld ahead.
After seeing the train go away, I went through all the big and small things that happened in the past few days in my mind while walking.
Now it seems that being trapped in Luoshenguan for one night and losing three years outside was all planned.
A few months ago, I was still a small salesman in a small company. How come I got involved with a deity who is wanted in heaven?
What are the benefits of being a Guangwu Heze? It’s not as good as what I, a mortal, would get from Shen Lian.
Not counting other external acquisitions in the past few months, Jialan alone has a profit of at least 100 million US dollars.
There is no need to rely on the light of the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven. There is enough food and drink in this life.
At the moment, I was thinking wildly while continuing to walk along the railway.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the air suddenly became cold.
After sneezing several times in succession, I felt a little uncomfortable.
I felt chills all over my body, and when I touched my forehead, it felt a little hot.
If I had known earlier, I would have relied on the train. At least the underworld would have arranged transportation for Zhuge Zhengqi and I to leave.
I have nothing on me, not even hot water for my mouth.
At the moment, I could only grit my teeth and keep walking forward. The more I walked, the heavier my legs felt, and the sweat on my body kept breaking out.
After walking for more than half an hour, I was wondering why I hadn't walked out yet.
Snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.
I gave a helpless smile and said to myself:
"It's true that the house leaks and it rains all night long. If it snows a little, let it snow a little. Don't let it snow too hard. Otherwise, I'll have to stay here for the rest of my life."
I just finished talking here, and the light snow gradually turned into heavy snow, and then there was heavy snow all over the mountains and plains.
I continued to walk forward. As I walked, my body became colder and my feeling of fatigue became stronger and stronger.
Finally, my body couldn't support it any longer, and I slipped and fell into the snow.
Just before my consciousness was about to disappear, I saw the dark clouds above my head begin to slowly disperse.
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