“Bestow a seat!”

A seemingly casual remark,

Yet, it seemed to unlock a demon's cage.

Instantly,

The bones below the throne, once silent, erupted into ferocious roars once more.

Shadows stretched out from them,

They howled,

They roared,

They were agitated.

Before, they were angry, unwilling, and struggling, but the moment that figure sat back upon the throne, they transformed into the most obedient huskies,

Turning into swift and loyal hunting dogs, they rushed out in a frenzy, pouncing towards the prey the throne's master had indicated!

In an instant,

The female curator and the other two who were about to leave the wax museum were dragged back.

Their figures, in front of these enormous and bizarre demonic shadows,

Appeared so diminutive.

Heaven knows how many demon gods Ying Gou had killed in his boredom back then!

However,

Based on Zhou Ze's understanding of Ying Gou,

Though he was a great general under the Yellow Emperor, he had made great achievements in the eastern and western expeditions, and could even be said that his merits overshadowed his lord.

As for why he violated the Yellow Emperor in ancient times because he was proud of his merits,

Or whether he was suspected by the Yellow Emperor because his merits overshadowed his lord, and was demoted by means for fear of an ancient version of "bestowing the yellow robe."

Perhaps only Ying Gou himself knows the truth of this matter.

What is in the history books cannot be taken seriously, let alone the stories in mythology;

You should know that Liu He, the Marquis of Haihun, who reigned for only twenty-odd days during the Western Han Dynasty, was recorded in the history books as having committed more than a thousand bad deeds during his reign.

In other words, this guy did nothing but eat, drink, shit, and sleep, and kept doing bad things non-stop. Is that possible?

In the past, in hell, Zhou Ze didn't know how many ignorant demon gods tried to challenge the authority of the master of the Nether Sea one after another,

But I think,

The demon gods shouldn't have the lofty ideal of sparking a prairie fire and collectively resisting dictatorship.

I guess,

Maybe today,

Ying Gou felt that the throne was a little uneven,

So he killed a demon god to pad it a little,

Tomorrow, he felt like it was a little uneven again,

So he killed another one,

The day after tomorrow...

Maybe,

It is precisely because of this obsessive-compulsive disorder,

That this bone throne has the scale of a "Jing Guan" (a mound of skulls) today.

Distance creates beauty,

But Zhou Ze really had no distance.

Zhou Ze was lost in thought,

While the female curator and the other two were shivering.

They were actually very familiar with the terrifying aura surrounding them.

For thousands of years, their clan had not only been worshiping this bone throne, but more importantly, they had been making deals with the demonic shadows beneath the throne.

Offering sacrifices of blood,

Asking them to help them.

But now,

These demonic shadows, who had been receiving blood sacrifices from their clan for thousands of years,

Had become the executioners who were capturing them.

They had no credibility,

And no compassion!

The master of the Nether Sea,

Although he had fallen many, many years ago,

But as the bones who had personally experienced his terror back then,

In the depths of their souls,

The great fear was still branded!

To be honest,

Boss Zhou is now acting as a paper tiger,

After all, Ying Gou has not yet awakened,

He is still sleeping.

In fact, even if Ying Gou woke up at this time, he would not be the Ying Gou who liked to shout "the table leg is slanted" and go out to find books to pad the table back then.

The current situation,

Can only be said to be a coincidence,

Who knew that the female curator would be such an identity,

Who would have expected Zhou Ze's act of deciphering the "coffee newspaper" to lead to a misjudgment of Zhou Ze's strength, and even summon the shadow of this bone throne in the end.

"Thump!"

Very simply,

Tried probing,

Tried head-to-head,

Tried to double-cross,

Tried to escape,

But,

This does not prevent her from kneeling down at this time!

"Master, have you returned? Master, is it really you... have you returned?"

The female curator was "in tears,"

Crying bitterly,

With a look of surprise and disbelief.

It's a pity,

Let's not talk about her acting skills for the time being,

Let's just talk about her body,

It was almost blasted into a pile of烂泥 (lan ni, mud) by the little boy using the magic that Lawyer An taught him.

At this time, her crying,

Is more like a human-shaped caterpillar sobbing and wriggling.

Zhou Ze turned his face slightly,

Looking at her.

The female curator continued to perform:

"Master, you have finally returned. Our clan has been waiting for you so hard!"

Zhou Ze continued to remain silent.

The little boy stood silently to the side,

Only finding it interesting.

However, there was also a little bit of disappointment.

He was very old, but ever since he woke up as a zombie, he had been living a life of "hiding."

He casually saved a few mountain people in the mountains,

As a result, the mountain people built a temple for him, which he destroyed.

He was already an invisible existence,

Did he have to build a temple to tell God that there was a zombie here and quickly send down thunder to strike him to death?

Therefore,

To a large extent, the little boy has always maintained his innocent side, otherwise, there would not have been a plot where he was betrayed by his subordinates and almost devoured.

"Master, I will send a message to my clan to tell the elders in the clan that they will be overjoyed if they know that you have returned!

My clan has been offering sacrifices to your throne for thousands of years,

Always looking forward to your return!

If you return to hell, my clan will surely be your vanguard, become the most loyal watchdogs under your feet, and be driven by you!"

When he heard the three words "watchdog,"

Boss Zhou on the throne frowned,

You want to,

Compete with me for favor?

Oh no,

That's not right,

Anyway, the three words "watchdog"

Made Boss Zhou very unhappy.

Because that guy Ying Gou always used these three words to tease him.

In fact,

There is one thing,

Zhou Ze has always been very strange about,

With Ying Gou's character,

Would he give his throne to others before he fell?

Ying Gou shouldn't be able to do this kind of decent thing of calling a group of cronies before something happens and everyone quickly divide up the family property and be safe,

Most likely, even if he felt that something big would happen tomorrow,

He would still doze off today.

I will enjoy myself to the fullest, no matter what happens after my death!

This is the most real portrayal of Ying Gou's character.

So,

This throne,

How did it fall into the hands of their clan?

Lawyer An once said that according to the secret records of the Yin Si (Underworld);

After Ying Gou fell that year,

The princes who were suppressed in hell rose up,

Competing for territory,

And even divided the Nether Sea,

Leaving only the Styx from that huge sea.

This is equivalent to the dissolution of the former Soviet Union. Merchants and governments all over the world waved banknotes and used relationships to divide up the Soviet Union's state-owned assets.

This throne,

Such a big piece of fat,

How did it fall into the hands of this clan?

If it was really Ying Gou who took the initiative to send it out,

Frugal Boss Zhou,

Would really feel heartache!

"Master, I will inform the elders of the clan and tell them the good news of your return!"

The female curator spread out a hand, preparing to send a message.

Zhou Ze silently uttered two words:

"Strangulation."

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The demonic shadows around roared up,

Instantly submerging the female curator and the other two.

This was a carnival for demons,

The female curator only had time to let out a last scream,

Before being dismembered cleanly.

Even the souls of the two employees were shattered and devoured together.

Boss Zhou subconsciously reached out and stroked his chin,

Feeling deeply gratified,

These demons,

All know the value of food.

Then,

Zhou Ze stood up and left the throne.

The surrounding demonic shadows surrounded him, all staring at him.

The little boy stood silently below the throne,

Acting as a bodyguard.

Zhou Ze reached out and gently pushed the little boy away,

Slowly walked down the steps of the throne.

At this time,

This throne has already been slowly melting,

It was originally just a "shadow" made by the female curator with wax figures, similar to the real-world projection of the throne,

After the female curator's death,

The collapse of this throne,

Was inevitable.

But Zhou Ze still had one thing to do at this time,

Moreover,

This matter,

Zhou Ze felt that doing it himself,

Might have a better effect than Ying Gou coming out to do it when he wakes up.

Because,

Whenever he thought of that iron-headed fool foolishly waiting for the "empty door" to open in Xuzhou,

Waiting for the Buddha to descend,

Zhou Ze's teeth itched with anger.

This is like a couple living together,

The family doesn't even have rice to cook,

But the man still goes out to gamble and treat guests to save face!

"I haven't woken up yet."

Zhou Ze said.

The shadows of the surrounding demons did not move,

But the atmosphere around,

Seemed to freeze.

"You should all have seen it too."

Zhou Ze shrugged,

"I am now, very weak, even you can say that I, am not me."

The demonic shadows began to stir.

Their guesses,

Would be suppressed by Ying Gou's terrifying image back then,

But when Zhou Ze took the initiative to say it,

They inevitably began to have other thoughts and impulses.

"You can all rush up and try to see if you can decompose and eat me like her, and take revenge."

Zhou Ze smiled and pointed at himself.

The demonic shadows began to stir.

"You can also try to see, after this throne shadow collapses and you return to the real throne, you can tell her clan, saying that you found traces of my existence."

Zhou Ze continued to say.

The little boy pursed his lips,

He was a little nervous,

Half of it was because of the oppression formed by the surrounding demonic shadows,

The other half was that he had not thought before how much noise and waves this matter would cause once it spread!

"I am him, and I am not him."

Zhou Ze looked around,

And said sonorously,

"Today's matter, seal it!

I grant you a promise!

When the near future comes,

The day I truly return,

I will personally unlock your seals,

Give you freedom,

Help you reshape your bodies,

Lead you to fight in hell again,

And jointly take back everything that I and you have lost today!

In the past,

Hell was ours;

In the future,

Hell will also be ours!

You are no longer prisoners confined under the throne,

You will become my comrades,

Hell is very big,

Big enough for me and you to share it!"

The demonic shadows swayed,

When the throne was half melted,

"Whoosh!"

All the demonic shadows knelt down to Zhou Ze together.

Hiss...

Awesome!

Boss Zhou subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

In order to pursue the feeling of being above others, many people become officials, many people pursue dictatorship, and they really don't care about wealth and glory. What they want is actually this kind of pleasure brought by being worshiped!

And he,

Is being knelt down by a group of demons!

This kind of pleasure,

Almost instantly rushed to the top of his head!

If it wasn't for the little boy beside him helping him,

Boss Zhou would have almost fallen to the ground.

The throne finally collapsed,

The demonic shadows also collectively dissipated,

Returning to the place where the real throne is located.

The little boy helped Zhou Ze and asked curiously:

"It's solved just like that?"

They,

Just believed it?

Demons,

Are they so easy to fool?

Isn't this very similar to the iron-headed fool that the boss often talks about?

Zhou Ze nodded and said:

"I can only say,

That guy's reputation is too good."

He has to save face,

But it is precisely because he has to save face,

That's why Zhou Ze is willing to trade with Ying Gou, and he is not afraid that Ying Gou will regret it after being deceived;

Therefore,

These demons who were killed by Ying Gou and used to pad the table back then, are also the ones who know Ying Gou best,

That's why they would believe the promise made by "Ying Gou"!

It's just a pity that that guy Ying Gou was born too early,

He didn't catch up with Cangjie's creation of characters,

Otherwise, there might be an idiom,

Called:

Ying Gou's promise!