"You're not dead?"

Boss Zhou thought that Tie Hanhan (Iron憨憨) was willing to cover his retreat in order to save him, giving him the last glimmer of hope.

After all,

he had shot him into the Naihe Bridge (Bridge of Helplessness).

And then he would go up and punch the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva (地藏王菩萨) down from his lotus seat.

No matter how you looked at it,

it was a picture and atmosphere of a lone hero covering the retreat.

He had just been feeling heartache,

still feeling regret,

still going through the emotional scenes in his mind according to the most clichéd script.

Who knew,

that just when he had managed to build up his emotions,

Tie Hanhan (Iron憨憨) wasn't dead!

Really,

what a waste of emotion.

That feeling

was like having the pipe pinched off just as you were about to launch; so stifling!

At this moment,

Zhou Ze suddenly found that his figure was beginning to overlap.

It was still him walking forward along the halo,

but his hands and feet

seemed to see another shadow superimposed on him,

the shadow of Ying Gou.

They

were originally one,

one soul,

split into two consciousnesses.

To be precise,

Zhou Ze was another consciousness that Ying Gou had produced outside while he was sleeping and recuperating,

which could also be described as "true" schizophrenia,

although there were still some differences.

He didn't know how many times he had been reincarnated and hidden,

or how many existences similar to Zhou Ze had been born,

but the Ying Gou was constant and the "watchdog" flowed.

If a prize ceremony were held

among the past "watchdogs,"

Zhou Ze could get a "little red flower,"

at least,

among the watchdogs,

he was one of the most outstanding.

Many watchdogs

lived a lifetime

and didn't even know that there was another person living inside them.

It was a bit like Superman forgetting he was Superman,

and living as an ordinary person,

birth, old age, sickness, death.

Perhaps,

peace was a blessing,

but from an outsider's perspective, it always felt too stifling and unfulfilling.

"You really wanted me to die?"

It seemed that the shadows were overlapping,

so when he spoke,

it was like Zhou Ze talking to himself,

and there was no pause or echo,

which Zhou Ze wasn't used to.

Actually,

when Ying Gou used to take the initiative of the body to speak,

he was also very fluent,

but Boss Zhou was in a coma and asleep then, so he didn't know.

This situation was understandable. The speed of talking to people with your mouth and talking to people with your heart was inherently unequal.

"Then why were you acting so sentimental just now?"

"Heh."

"…………" Zhou Ze.

"Be careful, let's go together. You don't want to be reincarnated, do you?"

"Yeah."

Since there was a way out,

since he could get out,

he had to keep his head up and move forward.

At any time, the desire to survive was the greatest subjective initiative!

Boss Zhou didn't want to be reincarnated for no reason.

This reincarnation was like formatting a computer. After reincarnation, everything was gone.

Whatever past or present life,

it wouldn't be me anyway.

Moreover,

there was a sense of disorientation everywhere here.

If Ying Gou hadn't come out and walked with him,

Zhou Ze might not have been able to hold on.

However,

that feeling of hunger

didn't weaken because of Ying Gou's appearance.

Instead, it seemed to be superimposed by the two consciousnesses together,

making him even hungrier!

"Hungry…"

"Hungry…"

Ying Gou reached out,

seeming a little hesitant.

Nearby,

there were dense circles of light,

all

extremely pure souls!

The Naihe Bridge (Bridge of Helplessness)

was like a purification process on an industrial assembly line,

removing all impurities

and leaving the purest part to continue to be provided.

The souls here

were all going to be reincarnated.

Like the freshest and most clear sashimi,

no seasoning was needed,

it was already the ultimate taste.

Ying Gou's hand was half extended,

but he couldn't move.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing!"

Ying Gou was a little angry.

He was hungry.

Eating

was normal.

But his watchdog

was talking about kindness at this time,

and even dared to stop him.

How hungry you are,

I can clearly sense it!

"They're all children, about to be born. Their mothers might be undergoing surgery on the hospital bed, and their fathers might be waiting outside the operating room."

Zhou Ze knew

that if Ying Gou ate a soul here,

it would mean that a baby about to be born would die in the womb.

Boss Zhou wasn't a pedantic person,

in fact,

he was very selfish,

but he really didn't want to do this kind of thing, and he didn't dare to.

When he was a doctor,

his favorite way to relax wasn't to go to a bar or a fancy place,

but to stand outside the obstetrics operating room,

watching the anxious men waiting outside,

because he was an orphan,

with no father or mother.

Ying Gou didn't agree

and was still reaching out,

but Zhou Ze's resistance was also very firm.

In the end,

Ying Gou had to withdraw his hand.

He was already very hungry.

If he continued to consume himself internally,

he would be even hungrier.

It was even possible

that he wouldn't be able to get out.

"Why am I so hungry?" Zhou Ze asked.

Did souls need to eat?

"The Naihe Bridge (Bridge of Helplessness) removes impurities from the soul."

Oh,

Zhou Ze understood,

because the soul had become lighter,

so he was hungry.

He continued to move forward.

"The Yama Kings (阎罗) are probably done for, right?"

"Seriously injured. It will be difficult to recover in a few centuries."

In fact,

there was one thing

that Ying Gou didn't tell Zhou Ze,

but Zhou Ze should understand,

that was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's (地藏王菩萨) use of a knife to kill in the previous battle.

However,

those Yama Kings (阎罗) were by no means easy characters,

seemingly being blown up one by one and suffering serious injuries,

but more like being forced to complete a ritual.

Thinking of those Yama Kings (阎罗) chanting Buddha's name in front of him with their hands clasped together,

Ying Gou couldn't help but feel disgusted.

A group of things that couldn't be brought to the table,

shameful.

"What about you?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Can't die."

"Oh."

He was quite happy that Ying Gou hadn't died before.

Now he felt a little helpless that Ying Gou still couldn't die.

"You really want me to die?"

"I can't say."

"After we get out, I will go to sleep."

"Half a month?"

"A month?"

"Three months?"

"Half a year?"

"A year?"

"It wouldn't be ten years, would it?"

"Unless you find something that can wake me up, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to wake up again."

"Oh."

It would be difficult to wake up again.

Zhou Ze sighed

and continued:

"That should be hard to find, right?"

"If it were easy to find, I would have found it myself."

"Oh."

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"I'll look for it."

Without you,

reading the newspaper in the sun,

I don't feel at ease.

Of course,

Ying Gou didn't say thank you, nor did he ask for anything.

His dignity

wouldn't allow him to be humble to a watchdog.

In fact,

although he didn't say anything, and was even arrogant in his words,

he didn't eliminate Zhou Ze and choose a new watchdog when he had the power to do so,

but protected Zhou Ze and walked the Naihe Bridge (Bridge of Helplessness) with him,

and returned to the Yang world together.

Perhaps,

it could be explained by the fact that Zhou Ze still had the backhand of the Mount Tai Prefecture Lord (泰山府君),

or that Zhou Ze had already made a good start and had his own small team,

or that Zhou Ze might get lucky and find a way to wake him up?

But no matter how you explained it,

you couldn't erase one thing,

that was the sentence Zhou Ze had said in the palace:

If I die, I die. If you can live, don't kill yourself. Live well.

Ying Gou didn't owe favors,

and never submitted to anyone,

even the Yellow Emperor (黄帝) of that time,

who was the ruler of men,

opened the Chinese era,

and was worshiped by gods and demons alike,

but Ying Gou alone didn't worship him!

You think you can see things clearly, you can get used to life and death, you can let go, you can be sentimental,

can't I?

Death,

what is it?

Death

can't make me lose face!

If I lose this battle,

and am outdone by you, a watchdog,

then I would rather be dead!

This was Ying Gou's way of thinking.

This was what he thought,

and this was what he did.

"This time, you blew up half of hell. Was it really impulsive and accidental?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Honestly,

Zhou Ze initially thought it was an accident,

but in the end,

he felt that

it wasn't such a pure accident.

For example, Ying Gou's opening of a path to life,

for example, Ying Gou's division into thousands of bodies,

if it was just to have fun, be impulsive, be heroic,

why make it so complicated?

"Heh."

Then it wasn't an accident.

However,

at this time,

when he was so hungry,

Zhou Ze didn't want to think too much about it,

and just silently walked forward.

"The Yin Division (阴司) is crippled."

"Yeah, I see it."

"After you get out, climb well."

"Climb?"

"Climb!"

"That's a bit demanding."

If you can be a person,

who wants to be a ghost?

Moreover,

there's no sun in the Yin Division (阴司),

and you've shrunk the moon so small.

You can't even bask in the moonlight,

what's the point of this hell?

That blood moon is also an idiot.

You beckoned twice,

and it came down wagging its tail.

By the way,

you seem to have forgotten to formally appoint others.

I don't know if there will be another chance.

That's freeloading.

Boss Zhou really felt sorry for that round of blood moon.

Ying Gou: "Come down!"

"Whoosh!"

Blood Moon: "Burn my calories!"

Tsk, tsk,

to actually sympathize with a moon one day,

Boss Zhou felt that this trip to hell,

in terms of scope and knowledge,

had really been expanded too much.

He was clearly just a small ghost messenger, not even a constable, but now he had a sense of superiority that regarded the hell Yama Kings (阎罗) as pigs and dogs.

He was floating,

he was floating.

"You have a certificate, you can secretly get promoted."

"Oh, I understand."

That was really considerate.

"By the way, since you have nothing to do and you're going to sleep, take this opportunity to teach me something else. It's always coffee, newspapers, and then…

always clouds and rain,

it's too monotonous."

………………

Zhou Ze forgot how long he walked for,

in short,

a long, long time,

until he was so hungry that he was about to lose consciousness and sensation,

suddenly,

a dazzling white light appeared in front of him.

Ying Gou's voice came again:

"Recite the spell, soul return to the body!"

Zhou Ze immediately woke up.

He didn't want to repeat the painful experience of his soul leaving his body and dissipating,

and immediately began to recite the spell, preparing to locate his body.

At this time,

Ying Gou's last voice came:

"Li…ve… well…"

"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly. Say it again."

"Wat…ch…dog…"