Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Four: Youren Zhenji
The thing the bad old man left behind was none other than a stone tablet.
The ancient stele is covered with cracks, even extending to the center of the stele. There is no doubt that this stele may shatter at any time with just the slightest touch.
His fingers lightly touched the stone tablet, and many places on it were blurred. Only when his fingers touched it could he feel the indentations of the words on the smooth and rough stone tablet.
And as his palm came into contact with the stone tablet, the meat ball began to twist restlessly, and something was stirring in the belly of the meat ball.
If this is exactly the stone tablet he is looking for, then the thing that is restless in Meatball's belly should be the mysterious square stone.
“How come you have such a thing??”
He was not in a hurry to verify it, but asked Old Man Zao about the origin of the stone tablet.
"Hmph, they want to leave. How can they do it without paying a price? This was found in the house of Palace Master Zhou Jue. I looked like the stone tablet you got before and brought it back."
The bad old man said with a calm face.
Sure enough, leaving is not without cost. Once Palace Master Zhou Jue and the others choose to leave, not only will everything they own be taken back, but all their possessions, treasures, and collections will also be handed over.
Everything that Hades has given them, nothing can be taken away.
It's like leaving the house clean and tidy when getting divorced.
I think the same goes for Minotaur, Horseface and others. All the treasures they depend on for their livelihood must be recovered.
The price seems fair, but not everyone can make up their mind to do it. It is hard to describe it as painful.
Just imagine that Minotaur Mamian, a top fighter from the Ten Palaces, without his treasures, his strength would be reduced by at least half.
Not to mention Palace Master Zhou Jue and others, the accumulation of so many years has completely turned into running water.
At the same time, he lost all authority he had in the underworld.
Even though he has god-level strength, his strength has dropped so horribly that he has been knocked back to his starting point.
Ding Xiaoyi even doubted for a time that after losing so many treasures, authority, and status, it was unknown whether the Queen Zhou Jue Palace Master could defeat the experienced fighting man, Bull Head Horse Face, in terms of his fighting ability alone.
But even so, they still resolutely decided to leave the underworld. You can imagine how strong the temptation from the outside world is for them.
More importantly, the people who left today cannot be regarded as the real core in the underworld, and the authority they hold is limited.
Therefore, after they realize that their own restraints have disappeared, they can decisively give up everything about themselves with the most decisive mind, like a strong man cutting off his wrist.
I believe that as time goes by, some ghost kings with real power, or core members such as the Ten Palaces of Hell, will begin to loosen their minds.
Until ghost emperors such as Zongji, Tu Tu, Du Ziren, etc., and even the high-status Pang Pang, will inevitably leave the underworld.
Maybe this day is still a long way away, but he believes that there will definitely be such a day, and these powerful bosses have no reason to let go of this opportunity to go further.
By that time, I am afraid that this prosperous underworld will gradually decline and decline.
"If...I mean if, if I leave the underworld, will it be the same?"
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly thought of everything he had now, and couldn't help but ask Old Man Zao.
As soon as these words came out, he himself was startled. He didn't know why he felt a sense of panic, which made him want to escape from here urgently.
But now that I have said it, I might as well ask directly for clarification.
The old man frowned, but he relaxed quickly after a moment.
"No!" He replied decisively, but then added: "You are a special case, and the power of disposal is not in my hands, but even if you give up everything and choose to leave, there will be no punishment. After all..."
At this point, Old Man Zao didn't say any more, but Ding Xiaoyi had already understood. His face suddenly changed, his eyes sharpened, and he stared at Old Man Zao's face: "After all, my son is still here."
The old man raised his eyelids slightly and did not answer, but he did not deny it either.
Such an attitude made Ding Xiaoyi feel like a basin of cold water had been poured on his heart, chilling him to his bones.
Although he was a little skeptical at the beginning, it was only at this moment, after seeing the bad old man's attitude, that he truly realized that Xiao Ding Peng's fate seemed to be destined to have an inextricable relationship with the underworld since his birth.
This is a threat, but also a warning.
It's just that I haven't thought about it for the time being, and the old man doesn't want to say this sentence in the true sense of the word.
So the two of them chose to end this topic in a tacit understanding.
Everyone knows that the result of going further will inevitably be a falling out.
The old man stood up and left without looking back. Before leaving, he told Ding Xiaoyi that they could make any trouble among the people staying in the hotel.
There is no need to provoke them, but if you do, you must not leave any traces or even clues, otherwise the consequences will be endless.
After the old man left, Ding Xiaoyi stood alone in the yard, looking at the underworld in front of him, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking about.
It wasn't until Shuang'er came out and added another piece of clothing to him that Ding Xiaoyi came back to his senses.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" Shuang'er saw that he had narrowed his eyes and couldn't help asking.
"Hmm... I miss my son. I don't know how this little kid is doing after he just entered school."
Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath and said to Shuang'er.
He didn't want to reveal what he had just said with Old Man Zao to anyone around him. On the one hand, the matter had not reached that point.
On the other hand, it was also because I was not without backup plans. When I was in the Paradise Dream, I concealed many things, including the matter of the Shangqing Taoist giving Ding Peng a different fate.
When the time comes, if I really get to that point, I will have to give up everything and leave with Ding Peng.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi felt much more relaxed.
He looked at the stone tablet in front of him again.
Although the ancient inscription has been broken in many places, if you observe it carefully, you will definitely find that this stone tablet is surrounded by an unusual mysterious power.
Even though the text on it has long been damaged, it still cannot hide its extraordinary features.
He did not rush to absorb the stone tablet, but quietly observed it, hoping to find the secrets in the words on the stone tablet.
He even took out a professional camera and carefully photographed every detail on the stone tablet.
"It's a pity that Zhao Ke is no longer here. Otherwise, maybe you can ask him to translate the contents for you."
After pondering for a while, he couldn't come up with any clues, so Ding Xiaoyi simply gave up.
Besides, if only it were that easy to decipher the secret above.
I don’t know how long it took Palace Master Zhou Jue and the others to get the stone tablet. If there were any secrets, they would have been deciphered long ago.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi took out the square stone from Meatball's mouth.
Throwing it on the stone tablet, the stone tablet suddenly flashed with a burst of golden light, and then the stone tablet seemed to turn into particles and was quickly sucked into the cube.
And on the square that absorbed the stone tablet, there was an additional mysterious rune that was lit.
Ding Xiaoyi took the cube in his hand and studied it for several hours.
I want to see what mysterious changes there are in the cube that lights up three runes.
However... nothing has been found.
"Can't I just light up all the runes on it? By the way, what exactly is this thing??"
He looked at the cube in his hand and felt that it was a big problem for him when it fell into his hand.
We have to try to decipher the secrets layer by layer, but as for the final answer, we have no clue.
But he believed that this thing must have a very magical effect, otherwise it would not be collected by the Queen Mother in a special box.
At this time, on the other side, after the old man left, he went directly to find Pangpang who was in his dojo.
The Pangpang in his dojo looks completely different from what Ding Xiaoyi sees on ordinary days.
He is tall, with straight and generous facial features, and his round earlobes hang naturally on the temples of his cheeks.
Even the clothes he was wearing were completely different from usual.
After Pangpang had dispersed the disciples surrounding him, he and Old Man Zao sat in the pavilion and sipped some tea.
"So, he has noticed it?"
Fatty frowned slightly and put the teacup in his hand on the table.
"I've noticed it a long time ago. It's been so many years, and you still think he's the same young boy back then?"
The old man put a piece of pastry into his mouth and ate it with relish.
"This...hehe, yes, if you don't tell me, I won't feel anything. The little sparrows back then have now become eagles who want to soar in the sky."
Pangpang recalled the scene when he and Ding Xiaoyi met for the first time, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
Time passes too fast.
For him, a few years was just a blink of an eye, not even as long as the time he spent teaching sutras to a few disciples.
Maybe he has adapted to this wasted life.
"Hey, if it really comes to that, he will hate us to death."
Pangpang looked at the tea cup at his hand, his eyes looking a little sad.
The bad old man on the side was also very silent, but he was obviously more decisive than Pangpang: "Let's talk about it when the time comes. If it really comes to that day, I think this kid will make a decision. This is his destiny."
Having said this, the bad old man seemed to have remembered something. He raised his head and looked at Pangpang and said, "I'm not here to tell you this. What I mean is that you should be more careful recently. I'm afraid that Xiao Yi will do something wrong."
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"What did you say??"
Fatty's face was bewildered.
The bad old man rolled his eyes and his expression suddenly dropped: "What else can you do? Don't think I don't know. You secretly teach your children Buddhism. I just won't argue with you."
After being pointed out, Pangpang smiled innocently, nodded and promised that he would pay attention to the changes in his child.
Speaking of this, Pangpang said with a little regret: "Unfortunately, the child has gone to school. Alas, there is not much time left for us..."
"Yeah, time is running out."
The old man stood up from his chair and threw a sign from the bamboo basket behind him.
Pangpang took a closer look, and his calm demeanor suddenly became nervous.
"He's leaving too?"
He picked up the token on the table, checked it carefully, and looked at Old Man Zao in disbelief.
"Is he crazy? Doesn't he know how heavy the price will be after leaving the underworld? Besides, authority is so easy to fight for. Doesn't he know anything about what happened back then?"
The more Pangpang talked, the more excited he became, and he really couldn't accept this.
But the old man was not surprised by this.
Looking at Du Ziren's name on the sign, he sighed: "He knows it well, so he has to leave."
As the ghost emperor of one side, Du Ziren was in charge of hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers in the south. This was a privilege that the other ghost emperors did not have.
It can even be said that Du Ziren is at least one of the top five ghost emperors in the Hades system.
Even a ghost emperor like FU Jie is far less powerful than Du Ziren.
Pangpang thought that the Ghost Emperor would leave, and even thought that Tu Tu might leave, but he never thought about Du Ziren.
That's why I'm so surprised.
"Ge Hong said back then that Du Ziren has a good character, but it's just because of his personality that he doesn't want to be inferior to others. So in order to dispel his concerns, I let him take sole control of the power, but this was still far from what he wanted.
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The old man remembered that he once played chess with Ge Hong by chance.
At that time, Ge Hong just glanced at Du Ziren and concluded that this person was ambitious and not a good minister.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, Ge Hong's words have still come true.
"Not only did Du Ziren leave, but 80,000 elite soldiers also left with him."
Having said this, the old man's eyes flashed coldly, and Pangpang, who was familiar with him, looked at his slightly clenched fingers.
I knew that at this moment, the bad old man was about to lose his ability to contain his murderous intent.
In fact, let alone him, even Pangpang was very angry. Among the 80,000 Yin soldiers, they must be the elites that Du Ziren has trained over the years.
These elites have been trained for so many years, and even though they are far inferior to the Emperor's cavalry guards, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated.
Du Ziren took this group of troops away, obviously he had already made plans for the future.
"Aren't you going to pursue me?" he asked Old Man Chao. There was no reason why he could still sit down and drink tea for such a big matter.
"How to chase after him? His army is mixed with ordinary ghosts. Even if I catch them, I can catch a few."
The old man let go of his hand, finally dispelling the murderous aura that filled his body.
When things have reached this point, it is already doomed.
Even if I can hinder it once, there will be no next time.
After all, if his good brothers for so many years really wanted to leave, there was no need for him to stop him.
Thinking of this bad old man, he took out his ghost phone, opened the ancestral grave chat, and sent a message to Ding Xiaoyi:
[Send another plate of beef to Qi Zhenji, and I wish him, as an elder brother, a smooth road, an upright heart, and good luck to others.]