After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

Mentioned Pansi Cave.

Master Shi looked over sideways: "I have heard about the Pansi Cave incident. If I remember correctly, it happened five years ago."

"Yes, Master Ten." Siniang whispered, "You happened to be sleeping at the time."

Every time Mr. Shi goes to bed, it starts at least half a month, and the longest time is in years.

Five years ago, Master Ten remembered clearly that at that time it was still digesting the gifts brought by Zhang Ze, and in order to extend its longevity, he was given more gifts, causing it to fall into a deep sleep for more than a year.

When I think of this.

Master Shi seemed to remember something, and said again: "Five years ago was the last time Asan walked around. No, did I remember it wrong? What about the time in Jerusalem in the West three years ago?"

"Don't I remember that before I went to bed that time, Your Excellency asked Asan to go do something? This time, I was so sleepy."

Si Niang covered her sleeves and smiled: "Tenth Master, you are not confused by your sleep. Your Majesty indeed asked Third Uncle to go that time, but later he did not let Third Uncle go."

"I see." Master Shi nodded lightly and did not continue to ask questions.

Anyway, things are in the past tense, which means they have been solved. It is not Little Eleven. Everything is just a curious baby who breaks the casserole and asks the truth.

Immediately afterwards.

Master Shi said: "Old man, go and take a nap for a while. If you need to see me for anything, just wake me up."

Siniang nodded and watched Master Shi return to the luminous lamp.

immediately.

She came to Zhang Ze's bedside and looked at Zhang Ze who was sleeping on his side. Her blood-red ghost eyes were looking forward to it. It seemed that only Zhang Ze was in her eyes, looking at Zhang Ze's 'cute' sleeping appearance to her.

"Your Majesty is so cute."

Siniang did not return to the luminous lamp, but stayed by Zhang Ze's bed, studying and thinking about what kind of breakfast she would make for Zhang Ze tomorrow.

Time flies.

In the next few days, the sports betting shop returned to its usual calm.

During the day, Zhang Ze sat in the store, interacting with Xiaopang and other children who came to play in the store after school, and told them stories.

Although Zhang Ze said that these stories are not stories, but experiences, Xiaopang and other children only thought that Zhang Ze was joking and deliberately teasing them.

"Brother Zhang Ze, we are young, but we are not stupid."

"That's right, they always treat us like children."

Xiaopang and the others complained, but they still happily came to the store to play and listen to Zhang Ze's stories every day, because the stories Zhang Ze told were full of magic and were more exciting and interesting than watching movies or reading novels.

Except.

Every day Mr. Li and other neighbors, as well as Chen Yuewen and others, as well as Zhang Ze's former acquaintances, would come to buy scratch-off tickets.

The days cycle like three o'clock and one line, which may seem boring, but Zhang Ze doesn't think so and enjoys this leisurely time very much.

that's all.

Time comes on the seventh day.

It was night, Zhang Ze finished washing as usual and before going to bed, he glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table.

11:50pm.

"There are still 10 minutes until the seven-star lighting ends." Zhang Ze looked at the direction of the forest area.

at the same time.

Forest area outside Daqing City.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang and the older generation were nervous and also paying attention to the time, staring at the hourglass on the altar. As long as the seven stars lit the lamp, the life extension would be completed after seven days.

They were extremely nervous. Even with Uncle Asan guarding them, they were still nervous.

Only Uncle Asan was as calm as water, standing at the entrance of the tent with his arms folded like Mount Tai.

Zhang Yang, the old Taoist priest, and others did not know the truth, but Uncle Asan knew that the seven-star lighting was destined to be completed, because the underworld King Yama had already met Zhang Ze, and he was not present for these things, but he communicated with Zhang Ze through the air afterwards. Know.

One second, two seconds... 10 minutes passed quietly and quietly as everyone was eagerly anticipating it.

When the last grain of sand falls from the hourglass.

The scene was completely silent, and in an instant, the ultimate silence turned into the ultimate noise.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang and the others were ecstatic, so excited that they hugged each other regardless of their appearance.

"It's done! It's done!!"

"The seven-star lighting is completed!"

In the tent, Mr. Hong and the others all felt something at the same moment. Their bodies relaxed a lot and became light, as if they were ten years younger all of a sudden.

Change comes suddenly.

They looked at each other at the same time, and they all saw the excitement in the eyes of each old comrade, and they all knew that they had succeeded in changing their fate.

Sudden.

Mr. Hong and the others looked at the door of the tent, and Uncle Asan walked into the tent.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for everything you have done for us. I don't know how to thank you. Do I want to burn paper money for you?"

They gathered around and thanked Uncle Asan in a flurry of words, with gratitude written all over their faces.

"Need not."

Uncle Asan shook his head, glanced at the seven-star lanterns placed in the tent, and finally looked at Zhang Ze’s destined old man:

"You are the destined person of Your Majesty. All I did was ordered by Your Majesty. In order to form a bond with you, now the seven stars have been successfully lit. Others and the Taoist priests have not been injured. Your wish has been fulfilled."

Having said that, Uncle Asan resolutely turned around and left. It has stayed here for seven days. Its mission has been completed. Now it just wants to go back as soon as possible to deal with Zhang Ze.

When I think of Zhang Ze.

Uncle Asan who had just walked to the door of the tent suddenly froze. Mr. Hong and others, as well as the old Taoist Priest Zhang Yang who was always paying attention to Uncle Asan, were all startled.

Immediately afterwards.

In the spotlight of everyone, Uncle Ah San turned around and walked back towards Mr. Hong and others.

"What's wrong?" The old man from Destiny asked instinctively as he looked at Uncle Asan who was walking in front of him.

"I almost forgot something."

Facing his inquiry, Uncle Asan stretched out his hand to the old man, and said in the same majestic tone:

"You guys used to play scratch-off, and you are destined to have a fate, but you also played scratch-off, and each scratch-off is fifty yuan."

Thinking that the yamen might follow Alipay to find your Majesty and cause trouble for your Majesty, Uncle Asan added:

"Give cash, Alipay is not accepted for the time being."

"..."

"???"

"???"

The words with the tone of a superior person echoed in the tent and slowly came out of the tent. Whether it was Mr. Hong or the old Taoist priest Zhang Yang and others outside the tent, they were all stunned.

…

Daqing City, midnight.

In a sports betting shop.

Zhang Ze sat on the bed. When Qixing finished lighting the lamp, he picked up the marriage book placed on the bedside table.

Open to the latest page.

There are several names written on the upper page, and on the line below [Chen Yuewen], there is a new name written, which is the name of the destined old man.

now.

Zhang Ze took a stroke and drew a circle, and the name on it was glowing with light.

Also at the same moment.

The old man who was far away in the tent in the forest was startled.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Hong noticed something strange about him.

"No." The destined old man shook his head, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Daqing City: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I suddenly felt very comfortable."

"Comfortable?" Mr. Hong said.

"Well, Shu Xin, how should I put it, just like I used to sponsor a poor child to go to college. When I saw him graduate from college, I felt very happy."

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