Actually, Boss Zhou was reluctant.

He hated this feeling.

Before, switching to the half-face personality or simply letting Ying Gou take over his body was like inviting a deity in a Northeast shaman ritual.

After the problem was solved,

they would return to where they came from,

and he could continue enjoying the good life.

It was like a student who only had to play games and binge-watch dramas every day, leaving the other you to handle classes, homework, and exams. How wonderful would that be?

But you had to maintain control in this.

Every switch

had to be guided by your own subjective consciousness.

Otherwise, once you lost control,

things wouldn't be so good.

Boss Zhou was a doctor in his previous life, and although he wasn't in that profession, he knew a similar term for this situation: "schizophrenia."

Just like now,

he was really reluctant,

but he didn't know why,

Ying Gou didn't stop him,

and the lazy man's strength was much greater than Zhou Ze had imagined.

He hooked Zhou Ze and walked out,

and as they walked,

Zhou Ze opened his eyes.

The coffin lid in front of him fell open on its own,

and Zhou Ze climbed out of the coffin.

Shaking his hands and feet,

Zhou Boss was a little surprised that he seemed to still be in control?

"Sorry... I haven't been out for too long... need to adapt a bit... Okay... I'm ready..."

The lazy man's voice came from the bottom of Zhou Ze's heart.

Instantly,

Boss Zhou felt a chill, feeling particularly strange.

Perhaps, he really wasn't used to it.

"Rea...dy...to...go...?"

"Why are you also drawing out your words?"

"Because it seems to make me feel more powerful, what's wrong? Don't you feel that way?

Big shots have to speak slower, so the people below have time to figure out their intentions. You'll understand this when you become a big shot."

Boss Zhou fell into thought.

"Don't worry, you won't suffer. After this, I'll give you Mount Tai. That good-for-nothing gave it to you a long time ago anyway."

The lazy man changed the subject.

"Third time's the charm!"

A soaring aura

suddenly erupted

from the extreme west,

and a dazzling white light appeared!

Above Mount Tai,

the Bodhisattva who had been looking up at the sky suddenly lowered his head.

...

In front of the eight Yama Palaces,

stood a Chamberlain.

They stood in front of their assigned palace doors,

without speaking,

or making demands,

just standing there.

The changes in the sky were so obvious,

and along with them,

were the auras on these Chamberlains.

If their auras had been like a long, flowing spring, now they had a sense of surging waves.

The changes in hell pulled at their qi, and this feeling was truly like "the trend of the times."

Originally,

each of them possessed strength no less than that of a Yama,

but now,

the gap in strength was constantly widening.

So much so that even the dispirited Yamas wouldn't cause any trouble during the handover, no matter how much dissatisfaction or reluctance they felt.

At any time, absolute strength is the true kingly way.

At this time,

in front of the Mount Tai Palace,

rows of yamen runners stood in formation.

They had already sensed what was about to happen.

There was no fighting, no resistance, no noise or commotion. Everyone tacitly faced everything with a "calm" attitude.

Just like their predecessors had done thousands of years ago.

The most important thing was that

their King seemed to have calmly accepted the situation, so the people below naturally had no reason to make a fuss or be dissatisfied.

The Zhao family's table would be taken over by the Zhao family in turn.

Their humble gestures were their own business,

so what did it have to do with them?

This Chamberlain pinched his orchid fingers and carefully arranged the hair hanging down the side of his face.

Right now,

he felt great.

The joy of finally being able to raise his eyebrows after years of forbearance,

and the exhilaration brought by the pull of the changes in the sky on his qi.

As a eunuch, he lacked a bit of masculinity, but now he felt a surge of emotions in his heart.

It wasn't just feeling like he had reached the peak, but truly standing on it.

King Tai Shan walked out of the palace step by step,

and all the middle doors of the winding corridor leading to the main gate were opened wide.

Although there wasn't the complexity and grandeur of an emperor's abdication in the Yang world,

the atmosphere of farewell was still so strong, and coupled with King Tai Shan's gloomy face, it was even more oppressive.

The Chamberlain at the gate made a soft humming sound,

"Hmph,"

even at this point,

why wasn't he moving faster?

Did he still think he was a Yama putting on airs?

He was wasting this old one's time for nothing.

Later,

this old one still had to find a place to trim his nails properly,

oh dear,

these nails,

had been closed for almost two years,

and there was nowhere to get a manicure.

King Tai Shan walked very slowly.

To paraphrase a classic line from a movie:

It was as if this road,

he had walked,

had been his entire life.

But this road, after all, was coming to an end.

King Tai Shan stood at the palace gate,

reached out,

and slowly took off the crown on his head.

He didn't cry. At this level, crying would only make him look pathetic.

The trend of the times was irresistible, and there was nothing but helplessness.

Looking at the crown in his hand,

he was a descendant of the Tai Shan lineage,

but not a direct one.

When the Ten Yama Kings rose,

he had actually been "taken care of" to some extent, like a "show of respect."

He had resented more than once why the last one disappeared without saying goodbye.

He had also sighed many times

that the original position of Prefecture Lord had been replaced by the position of Yama.

But now,

even the position of Yama,

couldn't be kept.

For thousands of years, King Tai Shan had always regarded himself as the Tai Shan orthodox, but today, the last dignity of Tai Shan, the last fig leaf, would be torn clean.

"I have failed my ancestors..."

The Chamberlain opposite him hummed again.

However,

just then,

in the distance,

a figure suddenly appeared.

The Chamberlain's orchid fingers suddenly stiffened,

and he turned his head to look behind him.

He... he... how did he come back!

How to describe this feeling?

It was like a grand and solemn handover ceremony for a company,

everyone was serious,

everyone was earnest,

but inexplicably,

an irrelevant person was running around during the ceremony,

but the security guards in the company couldn't beat him,

so everyone could only continue the ceremony "earnestly,"

while enduring this person running around in the solemn and solemn occasion, pretending not to see him, and having to hold their noses and acquiesce to his intrusion.

The Chamberlain calmed down, his orchid fingers had already changed to a clenched fist.

Zhou Ze ignored the Chamberlain,

but took a step forward,

directly appearing in front of King Tai Shan.

A

special aura emanated from Zhou Ze.

The Chamberlain was immediately dumbfounded.

It was still the same person,

but how did it feel like he had changed?

But King Tai Shan suddenly burst into tears.

He felt it,

he sensed it,

he was excited,

he was extremely excited.

"Unfilial descendant... greets the Old Ancestor!"

King Tai Shan knelt down directly to Zhou Ze.

King Tai Shan's kneeling,

along with the surrounding yamen runners looking at each other,

they all knelt down together.

They didn't know who King Tai Shan was worshiping,

but kneeling was the right thing to do.

Even if a tiger is dead, it still has prestige.

Even if he was no longer a Yama,

his qualifications and strength were still there.

Since he was kneeling, it wouldn't be right for them to stand.

Anyway, kneeling to someone important was the same.

"It's gone, by the time it got to you, even the underwear was lost."

Zhou Ze said with great emotion.

"Unfilial descendant, Old Ancestor, you, you're still alive?"

King Tai Shan suddenly felt that his life was filled with hope again!

For the people of the Yin Si, the Prefecture Lord, especially the first Prefecture Lord, was the legendary strongest person, because the system he created has continued to this day.

It can be said that the first one drew a circle in hell;

for countless years to come, everyone has been living and operating in this circle.

"Yes, I'm back."

"Old Ancestor is above, unfilial descendant is willing to follow Old Ancestor, serving before and after, until death!"

Life

may be such ups and downs.

When you are ready to lose everything,

you suddenly have the opportunity to regain everything and even get more!

However,

Zhou Ze's next sentence

directly stunned King Tai Shan.

"Just right, I'll borrow your origin for a while."

"..." King Tai Shan.

"What, you're not willing?"

King Tai Shan gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he immediately said:

"Of course I'm willing! Whatever Old Ancestor wants, unfilial descendants will definitely offer it all!"

After saying that,

King Tai Shan placed his palm on his chest.

However,

the next moment,

a black gang wind suddenly appeared in King Tai Shan's palm,

and without hesitation, it struck Zhou Ze in front of him!

"Boom!"

A terrifying roar came,

and some unlucky yamen runners nearby were affected and directly annihilated, while the others retreated in horror.

A light appeared in front of the Chamberlain, blocking the aftermath,

and he frowned slightly.

He didn't understand,

what was going on?

It was clearly a historical drama, so how did it turn into a family ethics drama?

After the smoke cleared,

King Tai Shan's hand had already been grabbed by Zhou Ze, and at the same time, a mark of Mount Tai appeared on King Tai Shan's forehead, instantly suppressing it!

Using your origin to suppress you,

sorry,

this is the privilege of a grandfather hitting his grandson.

"I told you, he definitely wouldn't agree." Boss Zhou's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"Nonsense, who do you think he takes after? Didn't you see that I was prepared?"

"Why do you seem so happy?"

Two descendants,

one who lost his foundation and ran away when he sensed something was wrong,

one who lost his official position and planned to assassinate his ancestor,

this ancestor,

was really aggrieved.

"Bah, happy my ass!

Actually, I want to cry, but I can hold it back."

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There will be another chapter later!