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Chapter 301: Followers

Thousands of years ago, the battle between the living and the dead was in full swing. Not only did the dead attack the living, but even the living were affected by their hostility and became more and more irritable.

But no matter what, there are always some living or dead people who hate war and are unwilling to get involved. But out of helplessness, they are always coerced by their companions and join this endless war.

Later, Son of Heaven was born and tried to end this life-and-death war. He asked to see Emperor Shun and visited the ancestor of the corpse, hoping that the living and the dead could stop and make peace.

Because of this, some living or dead people who hated war all followed Tianzi.

The most famous among them are the person who criticizes the order, the person who holds the order, and the person who has no order.

The critic's golden words can determine life and death. How long you can live and how you will die can be deduced at a glance based on your appearance, fate, and birth date.

The fortune teller is in charge of luck. He can't control how you live or how you die, but he can control your luck in this life.

As for the lifeless man, he seems to be the most mysterious person. This man is neither alive nor dead, and does not distinguish between yin and yang. In the battle between life and death, the living people think he is alive after seeing him, and the dead people think he is dead after seeing him.

After such a long time, I have heard of people without fate, and I have also heard of people who hold fortunes, also known as yellow hats. But I have never heard of people without fate.

But both the people who assign orders and those who hold orders have appeared. There is no reason to say that the people without orders will not appear.

At that time, Tianzi had many followers. In addition to these three people, there were also Tiantian generals who belonged to the camp of the living, twelve Tiantian corpses who belonged to the camp of the dead, and natural demons who belonged to the demon camp...

Among them, Wusha Ghost King was one of the followers of Tianzi. However, with so many powerful characters above his head, Wusha Ghost King was really an inconspicuous character at the time.

At that time, the Son of Heaven only had the qualifications to intervene in the battle of life and death with the help of his many followers, in an attempt to end it all. Unexpectedly, the Son of Son had great ambitions, but in the end he disappeared without a trace, so that his followers rushed away.

scattered.

Some returned to the camp of the living or the dead, some simply couldn't hide, some wandered the human world and the ghost world in search of the whereabouts of the Son of Heaven, and some were disheartened and disappeared completely as time went by...

Until Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua dug out the ice coffin in the eighteenth level of hell, Mr. Chonghua came back, and then in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit, Yu Du reappeared, until the reincarnation of the suspected Tianzi appeared, so countless demons and ghosts appeared one after another.

Making waves all over the country...

Although the ghost king Wang Xiucai is a ghost, he likes to possess the corpses of those who have just died and use them to experience life. Finally, after possessing Wang Xiucai, he accidentally discovered the land of Wuxie, and simply used it as a basis to create

This ghost king city.

In the Ghost King City, Wang Xiucai is the most respected person, but this place is open to all kinds of rivers, and any ghost who is dedicated to good may become a member of the ghost people.

Later, because too many ghosts came, it was inevitable that one or two black sheep would appear. Xiao Wusha was expelled by the Wusha Ghost King, and then became the leader of the southwest fierce ghost group.

Wang Xiucai's explanation cleared up a lot of my doubts, and also let me know the true origin of the Twelve Iron Corpses and Zhou Dingguo. But the most important thing is the identity of the yellow hat.

If Wang Xiucai didn't lie to me, the yellow hat should be the fortune-teller. But why did the fortune-teller who always wanted peace turn into an ambitious guy? This is puzzling.

If you think about it carefully, as time passes and changes occur, people's thoughts will always change. Since the person holding the fortune is so powerful, it is not surprising that he has some weird ideas.

I glanced at Zhou Dingguo quietly, wondering if this guy wanted to beat me up now, but when I looked over, I found that he was also looking at me.

This scared me so much that I shivered. Could this old guy want to settle the score later?

As a result, Zhou Dingguo turned his head with disdain and said expressionlessly: "A natural-born general? I have no impression at all. No matter what I was before, I am Zhou Dingguo now! No one can change this!"

In fact, it is reasonable for him to think so. First of all, he deliberately abandoned his previous memories, making it clear that he did not want to recall the painful things in the past.

Secondly, I have already preconceived the idea and firmly filled in the identity of Zhou Dingguo in his lost memory. Now, no matter who it is or what they are talking about, Zhou Dingguo will recognize his identity.

Since Zhou Dingguo thought so, I was really relieved. However, He Sen next to me said angrily: "You old man! It's a shame that I treat you as a close friend of life and death! I risked my life to save you! You

Tell me, why did the Master arrest you? Why did the Twelve Born Corpses arrest you? Even the ancestor of the damn corpses sent two top masters!"

This question is on point. A small Wusha Ghost King, whose status beside Tianzi is not even comparable to that of the Twelve Iron Corpses, why did so many masters suddenly come to him?

Don't force this guy to turn into evil with his body, he almost died.

When Wang Xiucai heard this, he was slightly startled, and then sighed deeply: "Do you think that I turned into evil with my body, really to suppress the Twelve Iron Corpses?"

Zhou Dingguo suddenly replied coldly: "No. With your ability, even if you really turn yourself into evil, you still can't suppress the Twelve Iron Corpses. You are not a fool, and you can't do such a stupid thing."

Wang Xiucai praised: "The natural general is right... Oh no, Commander Zhou is right!"

After a pause, Wang Xiucai's expression darkened, and he said: "Ants can live in vain, let alone humans? I live a good life in a land without evil. Everyone is harmonious and safe, and no one can hinder anyone. Why should I?"

Do you want to transform evil spirits with your body? It’s not because you were born as a son!”

When he said the three words "Tianzi", the expressions of everyone around him changed instantly. My heart jumped even more.

You must know that before Xi Buyu died, he once told me about the Tianzi. He also thought that I was the Tianzi and asked me to complete the four impossible things.

Now Wang Xiucai said that he turned evil into evil because of Tianzi. Couldn't it be because of me? Who did I offend? I didn't let you turn evil into evil!

Wang Xiucai spoke quickly: "A few days ago, a beggar came to Wusha Land."

When he said this, Zhou Dingguo's face changed slightly and he whispered: "You mean that old man?"

Just a few days ago, Zhou Dingguo was fishing by the river in a daze, when a slovenly old man with a stooped back came to him.

At that time, Zhou Dingguo was mentally ill and would ask people who he was. When he saw this old man coming, he naturally went over to block the road and said, "Old man, if you want to pass here, you must first tell me who you are."

If this matter were brought up to anyone else, they would either yell at him and call him a lunatic, or else just ignore him and walk away. However, although Zhou Dingguo is not mentally sound, he is very skilled in his skills. He was like this back then.

Unable to answer the question, I returned to Daocheng in despair.

But Zhou Dingguo asked the beggar who he was. The beggar didn't panic and said to him with a smile: "Of course I know who you are, but I can't tell you."

Zhou Dingguo was angry at that time. If you don't know, that's fine. But if you know but don't tell me, isn't this just teasing me? So Zhou Dingguo became furious and stretched out his hand to beat him.

But after taking action, Zhou Dingguo panicked, because he found that he was no match for him. Whether it was the natural black thorns or the ghost-breaking fist, he couldn't even touch the edges of his clothes.

As he continued to fight, the beggar said, "You can't hit me like this. But although I can't tell you, someone will give you a perfect answer."

Although Zhou Dingguo has lost his memory, he is not stupid. He tried his best without touching the corner of his clothes, so he simply turned around and backed away, saying: "You bastard, I can't beat you! We don't have to fight anymore."

!Tell me who knows my identity?"

The beggar smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, that man will definitely come in the near future. Just wait and see!"

Maybe the beggar is too powerful, and Zhou Dingguo has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it. So he said carelessly: "Okay, stinking beggar, I believe you once! If you dare to lie to me..."

"Humph, if you dare to lie to me, I can't do anything to you! Forget it!"

He patted his butt and turned around to leave, but as he was leaving, he heard the beggar sigh slightly and said: "Sometimes, losing memory may not be a bad thing. Memories are the source of pain."

Maybe it was this sentence that made Zhou Dingguo realize something. Then after I made up the identity of Zhou Dingguo for him, he believed it without hesitation and firmly believed that he was Zhou Dingguo, the commander of the People's Liberation Army!

When Zhou Dingguo said this, I had already guessed the identity of the person and exclaimed in a low voice: "The person who criticized the order?"

Wang Xiucai sighed: "Yes, it is indeed his old man."

The person who approves the destiny, the person who holds the destiny, and the person who does not have the destiny are the three strongest people under the Son of Heaven. They know how to seek good luck and avoid disaster, know how to extend lifespan, and their methods are all-powerful.

Wang Xiucai did not lose his memory like Zhou Dingguo, so when he saw the old man, he immediately recognized him as the famous critic.

Wang Xiucai was shocked at that time. You must know that after Tianzi disappeared a long time ago, his followers died and scattered. The three fateful people did not know where they went.

Who would have thought that the person criticizing the order would come here now!

Wherever the critic went, something big was bound to happen. Now that he had specially come to visit him, how could Wang Xiucai, a little devil, be willing to neglect him? So he hurried to greet him, wanting to ask what was going on with the critic.

The critic only said one sentence: The Son of Heaven has appeared.

The Son of Heaven has appeared! These words were like a bolt from the blue in the ears of those followers, and Wang Xiucai was so shocked that he almost lost his mind!


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