Lord of Deception

Wang Zixuan has been staying in Kuihou Kingdom recently. He does not have the mentality of many monks who pursue realm and immortality.

Even now that he has a human body, he still mainly lies down.

After all, he has no longevity worries.

The only thing I'm anxious about is just saving my life.

Wang Zixuan sees things very clearly. He even wants the human race to be better and stronger than most humans.

At that time, he sensed the difference and several gods broke free from the prison. He almost peed with fear.

Later, I felt that one of the gods had fallen. Such a huge event could not be covered up at all. It was like the falling of stars. Suddenly the darkness dissipated and fell into nothingness forever.

He didn't know what exactly happened, but it didn't affect him at all. He invited everyone in the brothel to drink for three days.

He cheered for Dadui's return. He devoutly hoped that the human race would become more and more prosperous and that there would be more top-notch experts and more outrageous guys in the human race.

It's best to suppress the gods so hard that they can't lift their butts.

He even wanted to watch the stars fall and Ragnarok.

In this way, he can experience all kinds of beautiful life in peace, and no longer have to worry about being stepped on by the gods one day.

He is actually not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of annihilation. He is just afraid of returning to a state where he cannot survive or die.

During the days he spent in the human race, the thing he recognized most was one sentence.

Life is not terrible, death is not terrible, but the endless struggle to survive and not be able to die is the most terrifying thing.

But once, he was born as a god and had no innate short life limit, so he would not die so easily.

Similarly, being unable to survive or die is also the state he is most likely to fall into.

After so many years of sinking in the mud of this troubled world, he had already had enough. He really had enough.

If not, he wouldn't have tried so hard to offend the person in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times and escape.

Now, he is more willing to talk about the turbulent world and the muddy sea than the abyss of sinking.

Just a name is enough to show how strong he wants to be separated from his past.

Sitting on the second floor, watching the new oiran playing a fresh tune below, Wang Zixuan immediately smiled and took out a storage bag to reward her.

This is what he likes now. Although Kuihou State is a small place and a bit chaotic, in terms of brothel, it is really several floors higher than Daqian.

Even when the singing stopped, the storyteller came up and told all kinds of strange stories in a mellow tone. The level of the stories and storytelling was far higher than that of Dagan.

Wang Zixuan listened with great interest, and immediately received another reward after it was over.

Anyway, he wants spiritual stones, but they won’t be used for cultivation, and they don’t need to be spent on things like refining elixirs and refining weapons. They have no other use than spending them.

And if he wants to get some money, he doesn't have to pick it up himself. The little black guy who follows him can get it for him.

Of course, this was not about stealing or robbing. For this little money, it was not worthwhile to cause trouble. They were directly looking for scattered small veins of minerals in the wilderness and going directly to get them.

Wang Zixuan was having fun here, and when he continued to fall into depravity, a turtle man sent a letter.

"Your Majesty, someone just sent a letter and named it to the Prince."

"What kind of invitation is it?"

"Probably not..."

"Who sent it?"

"have no idea."

"Huh?" Wang Zixuan was slightly startled. The turtle man here couldn't be so cold-blooded. He would send everything to him.

With a trace of hesitation on his face, Turtle Gong raised the envelope with both hands.

In the center of the envelope, it was written that Wang Zixuan personally addressed it.

Mr. Turtle turned over the envelope, and there were two poems written on the back.

The wind was light after the sun had passed, and it was difficult to see the way people were going.

"What does this mean?"

"No one knows what these two lines mean.

But it should have been sent by the Riddler.

A few years ago, the Riddler sent a letter to the top, and there were these two poems on the back of the envelope.

It should be the incision that identifies the Riddler responsible for the local area.

Xiao Xiao is responsible for the reception of Qinghe Tower on weekdays, so he was specially told by his superiors not to offend others because of his ignorance.

The young man has no right to handle this letter. Since it is stated that it is to be given to the prince, the young man can only deliver it in person. "

Wang Zixuan took the letter. It looked very ordinary, without any power. It was just an ordinary letter.

After opening it, you can see the first sentence inside.

"Zizixuan, you are so patient!"

The moment he saw this sentence, a strong meaning emerged.

It was as if there was someone standing in front of him, pressing his head with one hand, looking down at him, and saying with a smile.

"Zizixuan, you are so patient!

Did you think everything was fine?

How dare you block the call?

Do you think that person is really sleeping?

Come to Jiachen City to meet me. "

With just a few words, the handwriting on the letter was slowly dissipating, and the letter paper suddenly burned to ashes.

Of course Wang Zixuan knew who this was.

He really didn't think it was okay and deliberately blocked the call.

Rather, he has always been a shameless scum in the eyes of those bastards in the muddy world.

Even later, Wheel and the others didn't care about this anymore.

But in recent years, those bastards in the muddy sea of ​​turbulent times have been calling him when they have trouble, and they have treated him with the most bad-mouthed words, as if they are crazy.

He couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he simply blocked all calls and continued to act happily.

But after seeing this letter, especially the mention of the sleeping one, Wang Zixuan couldn't sit still.

He immediately stood up and dropped a storage bag.

"You guys know how we got to Jiachen City, right?"

"We certainly know about Dadui Jiachen City. Your Majesty will make arrangements for you right away."

The titular Turtle King respectfully stepped back. After a moment, he saw a streamlined flying boat no more than ten feet long descending from the sky.

Turtle Gong led Wang Zixuan to the flying boat.

"Your Majesty seems not familiar with the road, so I decided to bring him a flying boat.

This belongs to a certain big shot above. It is the fastest and most stable.

Now I heard that the prince seemed to be in an emergency, so I immediately transferred him. Your Majesty, please invite me. "

Wang Zixuan didn't say much. He only knew the general direction and was not familiar with the road. He boarded the flying boat. The flying boat took off directly from the city, turned into a ray of light and flew away, heading straight for Dadui Jiachen City.

All the brothels in Kuihou Kingdom are controlled by the head of Kuihou Kingdom, and the service is first-class.

This flying boat belongs to the Lord of Kuihou. A big customer like Zizixuan who throws money like a floodgate must be served well.

There are thirty flying boats specially bought for storage and ready to be used to improve service quality.

Moreover, each of these flying boats has been reported to Dadui. When passing the border, it can be inspected without stopping, but it can only fly directly to Jiachen City and then inspect after landing.

If it were another flying boat that dared to cross the border directly and enter Dadui without losing speed, 80% of it would be sunk directly.

As a price, the leader of Kuihou Kingdom had to endorse his reputation, and he also placed an order for 300,000 new versions of Yugui.

Two days later, the flying boat landed outside Jiachen City. Zizixuan didn't have to worry about anything. Everything was negotiated by professionals from the Kuihou Kingdom.

If anything happens to Zizixuan in Dadui, the blame will all fall on the head of Kuihou Kingdom.

But customers don’t know this. Customers only know that the service is good.

When Zizixuan left, he vaguely heard something about the travel line from Kuihou Kingdom to Jiachen City, which happened to be in peak season.

The moment he stepped into Jiachen City from the east gate of Jiachen City, Wang Zixuan paused slightly, and his face turned pale.

He felt the presence of the Sun Destroyer.

Because the beheading season is here, the Sun Destroyer doesn't want to miss it, so he comes out to perform his duties.

Wang Zixuan turned his head with difficulty and looked at the small temple not far away, feeling that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Even if the aura has changed and the charm has changed, the fundamental thing that will not change is Yang Mo.

That inconspicuous little temple was located there, and Wang Zixuan felt as if he had seen a portal leading to death, opening its arms to him, and a solemn and deadly charm, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

As far as the eye could see, blood bubbles seemed to be rising all around. Every time a blood bubble burst, it was as if a living being was completely entering death.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing's voice appeared.

"I found him, don't scare him.

The people over there are almost here, go and watch the beheading. "

In an instant, all the oppressive charm around him disappeared, and Wang Zixuan broke into a cold sweat.

He looked towards the execution platform not far away. It was already crowded with people and very lively. There were only some guys waiting to be beheaded, and he, Wang Zixuan, was incompatible with the hustle and bustle here.

"come in."

Yu Ziqing's voice came again.

Wang Zixuan stood there and waited until his weak legs returned to normal before he cheered up and walked towards the small temple.

He didn't know why Yang Mo was here, and why there were such big changes...

Entering the small temple, he saw Yu Ziqing sitting on a stone bench, boiling tea on a small stove.

"I have something I want to talk to you about."

In order to find Wang Zixuan, Yu Ziqing had to waste all his strength. This piece of shit blocked the call.

In the end, the Riddler found him through the channels of the Lord of Kuihou.

Fortunately, Wang Zixuan's hobbies have not changed over the years, and he still likes to contribute to brothels.

"You said, I must know everything and tell you everything."

When Wang Zixuan came up, he lowered his attitude and was extremely polite.

He has only been in for a while, and he can probably capture the key information from the noise here.

To sum up, the Yang Demon he feared set up a small temple here to work for Da Dui.

The man in front of me was not very polite when talking to Yang Mo, so not letting him kneel on the ground to reply was actually very polite.

After Wang Zixuan completed his mental preparation, he instantly entered a state of excitement.

“After summarizing the findings over the years, I have come to a conclusion.

Even those bastards in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, and you, are very sure that that person is sleeping.

But I'm pretty sure now that he's onto something.

And eager to return.

If time goes by, those bastards in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times may completely sink into oblivion.

I need them, so I have to fish them out.

There is a high probability that this will help the sleeping one return.

Everything I know about him so far comes from other people's memory armor.

But those were all things before ancient times, probably before the mud sea appeared in the troubled times.

I don't know exactly what that person's situation is now.

I don't really want to see him come back.

You don’t really want him to come back, do you? "

"I don't want to. After he comes back, the first person he has to deal with is me." Wang Zixuan told the truth.

He stretched out one hand and held a bridge with a slight gap in his palm. On the railings on both sides of the bridge, there were small black men squatting.

Looking at the thing in his palm, Wang Zixuan gritted his teeth and said.

"This is actually part of his personality, or to be more precise, it is part of his personality after his return.

He sank into the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, which is where he used to forcibly tamper with his personality.

With the passage of time and his previous layout, he has actually been successful.

You also know that in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, those bastards and I have to use memory armor to protect our existence.

In fact, each other has to borrow the contents of each other's memory armor to supplement themselves and anchor each other.

I just accidentally learned these things.

So I was definitely going to be dealt with.

Drowning in the muddy sea of ​​the troubled world and being annihilated in it was the ending I was destined for. "

Yu Ziqing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and sighed softly.

"It has something to do with ghosts and resentment, right?"

"The personality he distorted and tampered with is indeed related to ghosts, but I'm not sure whether it has anything to do with resentment. What I can confirm is that ghosts are closely related to resentment."

Yu Ziqing sensed the low resentment in the small temple. Those resentments were restrained inside the small temple. These days, a lot of them have dissipated silently.

At least it seemed to dissipate naturally.

In fact, it was absorbed by someone through an invisible channel.

"You go on."

Outside the small temple, there were noisy cheers and a strange charm that passed away in a flash, which made Wang Zixuan feel uneasy.

"The information I know, plus what I accidentally learned from that person.

In ancient times, there was no such thing as ghosts.

When a living thing dies, it dies, and even the body left behind will actually return to the earth after the passage of time.

When I showed up, the rules were already set.

The soul returns to heaven and the body returns to earth.

This includes all living creatures and all gods.

The ultimate destination of everything is to return to heaven and earth itself.

It is by relying on this kind of rules that the heaven and the earth can exist for a long time.

But later there was a war, the war between the ancient gods and the gods.

Everything changed. The gods were high above, holding the power of heaven and earth.

The gods control themselves, and after death, the soul does not necessarily return to heaven or the body returns to earth.

What happened in the middle was so long ago that I don’t know very well.

I only know that after hundreds of tribes began to rebel against the gods and started a war.

One day, there was a particularly outrageous person.

His life span was exhausted, but he broke away from the control of the gods. Moreover, his soul did not return to heaven, and his body did not return to earth.

He became a dead man. From now on, the only thing that can limit him is time.

Moreover, he became an uncontrollable dead man, but when he was completely annihilated, he took away one of the gods forever.

This matter has always been taboo, even the name has not been circulated, and the matter has never been circulated.

It was a long, long time before the well-known death took away the gods.

I only learned these secrets when that person was sleeping.

And from that moment on, the sleeping one had already begun to make preparations.

Also since then, after a living being dies, the soul has a chance to not return to heaven and can turn into a ghost and continue to exist.

It's not like what Wheel Wheel and I know now, there are ghosts first, and then there are dead people long after.

Rather, there were dead people first, and then, much later, ghosts appeared.

If this order is changed, things completely change.

I took away all the beings who bear the name of ghosts, and they are the name of the clan itself.

They are also the consumables for that person when he wakes up and returns.

I'm pretty sure that this will only delay his return, but it won't prevent him from coming back.

Because, from very early on, he has been tied to ghosts.

No one can kill him, and there is no way to kill him. "

Wang Zixuan's tone was a little heavy, and he pointed at the little black men squatting on the railing.

"Unless the ghost that each of them represents is all annihilated.

From now on there will be no more of these ghosts.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for that person to be annihilated.

And I want no ghosts to appear from now on..."

"It means that the most fundamental way is that from now on, there will be no more living creatures in this world." Yu Ziqing continued.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, recalling the time when he forcibly changed the name of the evil ghost.

He looked at the bridge that Wang Zixuan was holding and saw that there was a small gap in the bridge.

“That’s why the evil ghost’s name change had such a big impact.

This bridge also has a gap.

Even the one who was sleeping would have such a big reaction, right? "

"Yes, he must have been really asleep at that time."

Yu Zi counted the time.

There should be no mistake. The time when the other party started to cause trouble should be when those bastards in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times began to recover some memories.

Now hearing what Wang Zixuan said, Yu Ziqing felt that things seemed a bit troublesome.

Yu Ziqing fished out those bastards from the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, gave them new true forms, a new path to promotion, and tied them to death in the human race. This was a win-win path of mutual benefit.

He knows best that this kind of binding is actually the most troublesome.

But the one sleeping in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times used it even more thoroughly.

He used kidnapping.

Without paying anything, he kidnapped all the ghosts.

Every little black kid on that bridge is actually not an individual, but the embodiment of a clan name, carrying the concept of the existence of a certain kind of ghost.

And the concepts are the most disgusting.

Just those little black guys are in such trouble, but the sleeping one is probably even more troublesome.

Yu Ziqing now understands Tiger's feelings more and more.

"Can I feel it?"

Yu Ziqing pointed to the bridge that Wang Zixuan was holding in his hand.

Without any hesitation, Wang Zixuan directly handed the bridge to Yu Ziqing.

He was completely ruined, thinking that there was no way he could fight against the sleeping one.

Now that I heard that that person has awakened, as long as he can get rid of that person, even if it is just to suppress him, Wang Zixuan dares to do anything.

Yu Ziqing held the long bridge. The moment he touched it, huge and messy information appeared in his mind.