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

Just as King Yama expected.

The bad old man got up and said, "I'm going to go to the hell in the west."

He spoke out and was not prepared to hide anything from King Yama.

After hearing this, King Yama immediately understood, no wonder the old man wants to leave now. Calculating the time, the portal to the western hell will be opened at this time.

The underworlds in the East and the West are like the East and the West in the human world. They can be reached directly by plane and are in the same world.

And so it is with Hades.

They both belong to the underworld and have boundaries, but what is different from the human world is that if you want to go from the eastern underworld to the western underworld, you cannot cross the border and you need to go through the border portal.

The portal will open every once in a while.

"What are you going to do in the West?"

King Yama was a little surprised, paused slightly and said:

"Want to go west to find a way to kill you?"

The gods who know the old man, including King Yama, all know that the old man has always wanted to die.

A very strange thought.

But it was indeed the old man's wish. He... wanted to die.

"It's not that I'm going to the West to find a way to die." The old man shook his head and added: "There is no way to kill me in the West, and there is no need for me to look for a way to commit suicide. I have already found a way."

As the bad old man said this, King Yama was stunned for a moment, and then quickly thought of something:

"Zhang Ze?"

"Yes." The bad old man grinned: "In this world, I think if there is a way to kill me, it can only be Xiao Zeze."

Immediately afterwards.

The bad old man waved his hand: "I haven't thought about death for twenty-five years. Just leave it to Ozawa to worry about. I believe he can do it. As for the reason why I want to go to the West."

He spread his hands and said:

"I have been in the underworld for the past three years. I only found out two days ago that Ozawa has done a lot of things during the years when I went to the underworld, and one of them involves the West."

Hearing the bad old man's words, King Yama raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to wipe Zhang Ze's butt?"

Since Zhang Ze was born, King Yama has been paying attention to Zhang Ze. He is the only person in the world who cannot enter reincarnation.

That's why.

He knows better than anyone else that as a bad old man who has a close relationship with Zhang Ze, he cares about Zhang Ze. If we say what the bad old man is to Zhang Ze...

He feels like a master, a teacher, and a grandfather, but at the same time... he is also a protector.

"It's not that I want to wipe my butt. I'm just curious about what Ozawa did in the West. I heard that some gods there are quite angry."

The bad old man could hear what King Yama was thinking, and said with unparalleled confidence and certainty:

"I don't know what Ozawa's strength is now, but I'm sure that in three years, his strength will definitely be different from three years ago. It's not what it used to be. I don't think I still need to wipe his butt for him."

"Even if it comes to gods, the mountains are high and the emperor is far to the west."

The King of Yama did not refute the old man's words. He also watched Zhang Ze come all the way and said unceremoniously that besides the old man, the King of Yama knew Zhang Ze's growth best.

That is a monster, an alien that even gods have to shy away from.

Although as Zhang Ze grew stronger over the years, he no longer needed to worry about Zhang Ze's death and gradually paid less attention to him, but with the bad old man, he believed that Zhang Ze was stronger than ever.

"It seems he has grown enough to hide it from me."

King Yama thought of his meeting with Zhang Ze not long ago. In his perception, Zhang Ze had become stronger, but not so powerful that he could ignore the Western gods.

Talking about Zhang Ze’s growth.

The bad old man laughed and also sighed:

"Ozawa's growth is like this. How can I put it? It becomes more difficult for others to grow as they go forward. In terms of modern online games, the higher the level, the more life experience, so the level increases slowly."

"But Ozawa is a bit different. He has a lot of experience, but it doesn't hinder his growth. On the contrary, the higher the level, the more powerful he becomes."

After that, the bad old man counted his fingers.

Even though he still wanted to stay and chat more, the portal was about to open and he could not continue talking to King Yama.

"Let's not talk about it for now. The door is about to open, but it's almost time to go there. Let's talk next time, haha."

Obviously, he was more curious about what Zhang Ze was doing in the West than chatting with King Yama, and was planning to go to the West to inquire about Zhang Ze.

No matter what age a person reaches, his or her tendency to gossip will never change.

This is one of the three laws of mankind.

The bad old man is no exception. He is curious about what Zhang Ze has done in these years.

Before leaving.

The bad old man didn't forget to turn around and said: "Oh, by the way, say hello to Ksitigarbha for me. If you have time, help me ask Erlang Shen if Roaring Sky Dog is about to give birth. If it does, it will give birth to a pup someday. , remember to tell me, I will smash the pot and sell the iron to buy it."

After speaking, regardless of King Yama's speechless expression, he continued:

"Xiao Zeze really likes that roaring dog and wants to keep it."

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the other side.

In a sports betting shop.

"Ha Qiu!" Zhang Ze sneezed.

At this time, he was scrolling through his mobile phone and browsing the international supernatural forum to see if there was any tidbits of news.

"Your Majesty, do you have a cold?" Siniang came over, her beautiful face full of concern: "Would you like to buy you a 999 cold elixir? Things have changed recently, and colds have started to become popular again."

"I don't have a cold." Zhang Ze rubbed his nose: "I guess someone is saying bad things about me behind my back."

He murmured:

"Maybe the bad old man is talking about me behind my back again."

"Si Niang, you are worrying so much. How could your Majesty be sick? If he is really sick, then everyone in the world will be sick and die." Ah Jiu, the ghost of the battlefield, said standing behind the counter.

He was opening the drawer of the glass cabinet on the counter and counting the scratches on it as usual.

Xiao Liuzi also chuckled and said: "With your current physical condition, unless it is a curse, it is impossible for him to get sick. By the way, has Si Niang ever seen your Lord fall ill?"

"I've seen it before." Siniang recalled with longing eyes, "When I met you before, you had a cold. You were so cute at that time. I was wrong, so pitiful."

She recalled Zhang Ze's face when he had a cold. His handsome face became a little red due to the cold and fever.

When I think of this memory:

"Your Majesty had a fever of 39 degrees at that time. I was surrendered by Your Majesty when Your Majesty had a cold. Your Majesty's body was already warm at that time."

She said with a blush on her cheeks, as if she was reminiscing about that memory.

Zhang Ze was a little bit dumbfounded: "Siniang, your words are easy to distort. I was just not very strong at the time, and my body would still get sick. And I didn't have a cold. I caught a cold due to the influence of the evil energy on my body. "

Regardless of Zhang Ze's remarks, Xiao Liuzi and the others came up to ask for more details when they heard about Zhang Ze's cold.

In their minds, Zhang Ze will always be strong, and they can't imagine Zhang Ze still catching a cold.

But that's it.

"Your Majesty, we are almost running out of scratch-off games." Ah Jiu, the battlefield ghost god, interrupted the ghosts' thoughts.

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