Chapter 1 What... Do You... Mean...

"Didn't you say you wanted to chat? I specifically found a pen to take notes, so I can carefully study and understand the spirit of your speech in the future."

Boss Zhou even pretended to take a notebook from the desk and put it in front of him. This notebook belonged to Yingying, and most of it was already used, filled with Yingying's key notes from "The Self-Cultivation of Maids."

Turning the notebook upside down, Zhou Ze started using it from the back.

Honestly, what Boss Zhou was doing was very unkind. When he needed someone, he would call them out to help, and when he didn't need them anymore, he would prepare to seal them up with a seal.

It was quite like the feeling of begging for seed like a dog, and then finding the person ugly after finishing.

But really, Zhou Ze didn't really intend to use this to threaten Ying Gou. Since Lao Zhang had returned, and the *shabi* was right in front of him, and Ying Gou also wanted to "chat" with him, this was the first time Ying Gou had taken the initiative and seriously said, "Let's talk."

The matter they were going to discuss might be very important, so important that it could definitely affect his future life trajectory. Under this premise, holding a *shabi* in his hand, allowing the two of them to at least barely have the qualification to talk, was also a matter of course.

"Okay..."

Ying Gou's voice came.

Immediately afterward,

Zhou Ze felt a force pulling at his consciousness.

The *shabi* he was holding in his hand also began to tremble.

The effect had already begun. In the past, if Ying Gou wanted to pull him into the depths of his soul, he could just pull him, and it would have been difficult for him to resist. Now, he was much more polite.

With a thought, Zhou Ze didn't let the *shabi* activate, but instead took down his defenses on his own initiative.

The next moment,

Zhou Ze only felt a blur before his eyes, and when his vision refocused, he found that he had arrived at a familiar area.

The Nether Sea,

The Bone Throne.

Only this time,

Ying Gou wasn't sitting high on the throne,

But was sitting on the second step.

His upper body was bare,

His expression was very indifferent.

Zhou Ze stood in front of him, with an extra-large calligraphy brush slung over his shoulder.

Since entering, the *shabi* had seemed very excited, constantly emitting slight tremors. Obviously, it still remembered the years when it sealed Ying Gou.

Perhaps, in its view, sealing a Xie Zhi clone was indeed not as satisfying as sealing the master of the Nether Sea back then.

People have to have some pursuit in their lives. It seems that pens are the same; a real *shabi*.

Zhou Ze turned to look down.

The Nether Sea was very calm now. Not exactly crystal clear, but there were no storms, and there were no remnants of the dead souls clamoring there. One could even faintly see the phantom of Mount Tai beneath the sea.

The mountain was completely "withered," leaving only jagged rocks and gravel. It looked devoid of any life, as if a heavy rain could wash away most of its body.

Ever since Lao Dao contracted his terminal illness, the phantom of Mount Tai had begun to deteriorate day by day.

The monkey he had just dealt with, although somewhat mentally unstable, was definitely not completely talking nonsense. One of his words was very interesting and left a deep impression on Boss Zhou, which was that after Lao Dao was tricked, he seemed to still be thinking of binding the orthodoxy of the Prefecture Lord's lineage and burying them with him.

What hatred, what grievance?

But now, Lao Dao was Lao Dao. In the bookstore, with his special factors as the boss, Lao Dao's affairs really didn't amount to much.

Just as Zhou Ze always referred to himself as Zhou Ze, not Xu Le, nor Ying Gou, the same principle applied.

In the bookstore, An Lawyer and Boss Zhou had probably guessed Lao Dao's identity, but in their daily lives, they still treated Lao Dao as Lao Dao.

Everyone was human and had their own thinking habits.

"Finished reminiscing?"

Ying Gou, sitting on the steps, asked.

It seemed that now that Zhou Ze had entered the depths of his soul,

When Ying Gou used to talk to him in his heart,

Perhaps it was because the distance was relatively long, or the signal was poor.

But when speaking face-to-face in this place, Ying Gou didn't have a stutter with drawn-out syllables.

Zhou Ze nodded, intending to sit on the ground.

But Ying Gou reached out and lightly patted the step to the left of his body.

He did it casually,

But it was a bit deliberately casual,

Which made it seem very deliberate.

One could imagine that

Ying Gou, in his time,

Wouldn't even kneel before the Yellow Emperor,

Forcing himself to the point of being a high-achieving minister who was "cooked like a dog."

This was enough to prove that he didn't have the personality to "build relationships," not even able to feign sincerity like Liu Bei throwing his child.

He hadn't done it before, had no experience, so it was especially awkward.

"No, no, too polite. I'll just sit here, it's fine."

Sitting on the same step as you, it wasn't because he was afraid, but because he felt a bit disgusted, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

In reality, in his daily life with Lao Xu, although they couldn't avoid teasing each other, everyone still deliberately maintained a certain distance.

They were both sitting down,

He could start talking about whatever he wanted.

But in the next dozen minutes,

Ying Gou didn't speak.

Of course, Zhou Ze had nothing to say, because it was Ying Gou who wanted to talk, not him.

There was a cold silence,

And it lasted a long time.

Until Boss Zhou was really a little puzzled,

And asked,

"Is the tea not served yet?"

Ying Gou's gaze fell on the Nether Sea behind Zhou Ze.

He said,

"Every era has its own beginning and end. You can understand it as luck, or you can understand it as a destiny."

"Finished reminiscing?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Ying Gou's fingertip lightly scraped across the Bone Throne, leaving a deep scratch.

"I'm saying."

Boss Zhou put the huge calligraphy brush on his lap, then clapped his hands and continued,

"Can we be a little more casual? Just like before, say whatever you want, no need to be so serious.

You want to say something, you want to have some guiding principles, just say it directly, I'll listen, I'll see, if it's not too difficult, I can agree to you, okay?

This feeling now really doesn't seem like you, it's like a shy little girl..."

"Watch... Dog..."

"Well, the familiar feeling is back."

Boss Zhou nodded.

It wasn't that Boss Zhou's skin was cheap, just like when a good friend calls you doggie, are you going to tear your face and start a fight?

Ying Gou stood up.

Zhou Ze originally thought he was going to go up,

To sit back in that position,

But who would have thought that Ying Gou was going down.

He didn't stop when he walked to Zhou Ze's side, but went straight to the edge of the bone pile.

The Nether Sea below completely stagnated, and even in the area within Ying Gou's line of sight, it began to fade and become extremely clear, and the phantom of Mount Tai below became even clearer.

Zhou Ze also stood up, picked up the calligraphy brush again, and used it as a cane to support himself on the ground.

"I want... to destroy this Mount Tai."

Ying Gou said his request.

Boss Zhou continued to support himself with the calligraphy brush, not too surprised by this request, but asked,

"Why?"

This matter

Should be related to what the monkey did.

The monkey wasn't really dead. What was destroyed was only a part of it. From the previous conversation between Ying Gou and the monkey, it could be seen that the monkey had arranged something, and this calculation had fallen on his head.

This pie smelled fragrant indeed, but Zhou Ze really didn't dare to eat it, nor did he intend to force himself to join in. But, was it really necessary to destroy this Mount Tai in the depths of his soul?

Ying Gou had his back to Zhou Ze.

He said,

"I once promised him that when the conditions were ripe, I could give him a self, give him a new life, an independent... personality."

This was referring to Half-Face.

But Half-Face didn't believe it.

After all, Half-Face was a rising star and model in the watchdog circle. He did succeed, and he tricked Ying Gou badly.

Although his end was a bit tragic, it was completely his own doing. He insisted on proving that he was stronger than Ying Gou, and as a result, he was taught a lesson.

Then,

There was silence again.

Silence was the Nether Sea tonight.

Zhou Ze was waiting for Ying Gou to continue, because from Boss Zhou's point of view, he was completely different from Half-Face's awesome "my fate is up to me and not up to the heavens" personality.

Boss Zhou didn't have any pursuits.

He wasn't thinking about achieving fame or killing everyone.

Even,

From the perspective of an ordinary person, someone who had died once and been resurrected, every extra day he lived comfortably was a huge profit.

He had Yingying, Lao Xu, coffee, and newspapers.

Occasionally, he would run into Doctor Lin wearing stockings and fantasize in his mind that she was his legal wife.

This life

Was really good.

Did Ying Gou's presence in his body, or his being bound by Ying Gou, have a big impact?

Apart from the fact that this guy would sometimes suddenly pop up and make a taunt that made him a little unhappy, he didn't have any bad habits. When something happened, he would just lie down and let him take over. Don't be too comfortable.

As for personality, independence, and self-determination of fate,

It was as if the masses outside were facing 996,

And still had a self?

Not to mention that there was an even larger group of people who were poor wretches who couldn't even enjoy 996.

Ying Gou didn't speak because he was waiting for Zhou Ze's reaction. In Ying Gou's view, giving his figure freedom was already a great grace.

But he was wrong. Zhou Ze didn't react, and even thought this could be considered a reward?

Fortunately,

This time, Boss Zhou took the initiative to break the awkwardness.

He said,

"Actually, between the Lord of Mount Tai and you, if I had to choose one, I would definitely choose you. There's no doubt about it. After all, our relationship is here."

Ying Gou, who had his back to Zhou Ze,

Slightly raised his head.

"You said you wanted to destroy the Mount Tai in our soul. I have no objection. Anyway, there's no vegetation on this mountain, and it's just taking up space here.

But I have something I want to ask first.

If this mountain is destroyed,

That,

Lao Dao,

Lao Dao, will anything happen to him?

If he's not seriously affected, I can..."

"He will die suddenly."

"..." Zhou Ze.