Ex 15

If you want to blame, you can only blame the ancient yinggou period, which had no requirements for the classification of dry waste and wet waste.

Yinggou's trophy from hunting, meat eating, wine making, and the rest of the bone residue were thrown aside. This is probably the earliest prototype of the white bone throne;

Now, this kind of unethical garbage disposal method will be fined and educated.

Therefore, you really can't force yinggou to recognize what the garbage you left one day was.

Zhou Ze estimated that the sculpture must be very depressed,

He was the loser of yinggou,

And regard yinggou as an enemy for life,

However,

In yinggou's eyes, he is just a passer-by B who has long forgotten.

"Boom!"

Raise your hand,

Press down,

The pavilion collapsed.

After destroying the pavilion, boss Zhou clapped his hands, indicating that the old belt could continue to lead the way.

Lao Dai himself has already said that he was originally a "yellow cover", but he also knew the current affairs person as a hero, and directly turned against Zhou Ze.

Continue to go up, and there are not many steps left. After all, this mountain is not very high. Yinggou, a wolf mountain with the same height in Tongcheng, has climbed it more than once in his life. Its mountain path is designed to be winding and twisty, but it takes adults only 15 minutes to go up wholeheartedly.

The mountain path here is even straighter, which is naturally shorter.

When we reached the top of the mountain,

The vision is clear.

There is a big round platform in front of it, surrounded by more than ten iron pillars, which is very powerful.

In the center of the round platform, there is a white bone throne, shrouded in the cold, with a full sense of special effects, like watching an artifact in front of your eyes when playing online games.

On both sides of the white bone throne, there are three masked people standing respectively. In the cave of the mountain wall in the distance, you can see nearly a hundred dark shadows looking there.

At present, no accident, it should be the last line of defense.

Zhou Ze stopped,

He sat down directly on the ground,

Put the shoulder bag on your leg and zip it up.

Coke,

ketchup,

Vinegar,

Sugar,

Salt,

These are all prepared by Yingying in advance. The careful maid prepared the seasoning considering that the boss would be difficult to swallow if he ate potatoes alone.

Zhou Ze even took out a mini Juicer with battery from his shoulder bag.

Because potatoes must be raw, every little potato contains a very pure and terrible evil spirit. Naturally, no one dares to shave the skin in advance, boil it, and then bring it to Zhou Ze.

Anyone with a slightly normal brain can think that the consequence of doing so is to basically lose the energy contained in the potato.

Therefore, boss Zhou is now eating potatoes raw.

Yingying knew her boss's habit of eating fine food and eating fine food. She was very distressed, so she prepared a juicer. She didn't want to squeeze out the juice, but just wanted to make it into a paste so that the boss could pinch his nose and swallow it.

That's it.

The six masked guys in front of them were there in full readiness,

On the pillar and in the surrounding space, there are at least a dozen demon gods staring here.

And boss Zhou,

Then he started his own picnic.

Lao Dai stood in front of Zhou Ze, looking serious.

There were many dark shadows on the rear stone wall, and there were angry and angry mood fluctuations. It was estimated that they were denouncing the abominable acts of the old "traitors" in their way of communication.

"Baji"

Small potatoes, not willing to peel, because not willing to waste, this bite, the taste is really bad, with a very strong earthy smell.

But after eating,

Zhou Ze felt a burst of joy,

Obviously, this joy does not come from Zhou Ze,

It's win hook.

If he didn't know the real reason, Zhou zezhen might think that the reason why yinggou turned against the Yellow Emperor and went to separate hell was that the food in the sun couldn't afford yinggou, so he had to go to hell to eat ghosts.

Potatoes with skin are really bad,

But because of the win hook,

Zhou Ze went down one mouthful at a time,

Unexpectedly, he became more and more excited and happy, like inhaling laughing gas.

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly and sighed in his heart:

Hey, like a child, greedy.

Boss Zhou ate slowly, while the six masked people standing over there were a little embarrassed, and they didn't know whether it was better or to continue to wait and see.

Zhou Ze was not worried about their sudden launch,

The reason why he chose to eat slowly was that life needed a sense of ritual;

If the other party rushes directly, Zhou Zeda can crush the remaining potatoes and force them into his mouth.

But they didn't move. Therefore, there was really no other sound around except boss Zhou's "Baji Baji" eating potatoes.

After all, there are not many potatoes. Naturally, the output of the first batch of improved potatoes cannot be high to the sky, but it is much more hungry than the original peanuts.

After eating, Zhou Ze clapped his hands and stood up.

It's a bit like taking drugs back to blue before the fight, so that you can't enlarge your moves without blue in the next fight.

Zhou Ze's action was like the director shouting "continue" again,

The actors took their places and began to work.

The six masked people made their seals together. Light was on them, and cyclones of various colors began to circle on the sky.

Whether it is this family in order to avoid their own fate of being destroyed, or those demon gods in order to revenge that year,

They all have absolute motives and reasons to share the same hatred in the face of winning hook.

Lao Dai is still at the front, ready to go, but after all, it's just a show.

He took refuge in Zhou Ze in order to live, not to sacrifice and sacrifice himself for Zhou Ze. If he was dead, why didn't he stand opposite?

But Lao Dai still turned to Zhou zedao:

"Boss, the white bone throne is blocked by a seal. As long as you can break that seal, they will lose control of the throne."

Zhou Ze nodded, and the masked man over there seemed to hear the movement. He was so angry that he directly scolded. Zhou Ze really didn't understand what he scolded.

After all, they have been secluded here for countless years. It's really difficult for them to promote Mandarin.

With a few exceptions, I learned the language because I went out several times.

Zhou Ze crossed his hands and pinched his knuckles, making a crisp sound in turn;

Then I twisted my neck, and there were two crisp noises again;

The attitude of the villain is really done enough.

After the preparatory action is completed, Zhou Ze is too lazy to go up and try to break through anything by himself. Anyway, yinggou is also padded. After his stomach is over, he should also come out for activities.

Because the bottom of the cup breaks, it's good to eat ten apples and leave one. The other nine will slowly dissipate with the passage of time. It's better to use them now than to waste them like that.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

Consciousness began to sink,

With it,

It is the awakening of yinggou power.

When Zhou Ze opened his eyes again,

The terrifying pressure made the mountain tremble, and the white bone throne in the center of the round platform also emitted a special light.

Zhou Ze's eyes swept forward,

The majestic pressure poured down,

The old belt nearest yinggou knelt down directly,

At this moment,

He felt the real fear rooted in his own blood!

The six masked people on the round platform were also trembling, almost kneeling down, and the shadows in the back stone wall had long been crawling on the ground, trembling.

Zhou Ze looked up,

Look up into the sky.

Under this kind of eyes, those demon gods who previously deliberately released their breath,

One by one, like a race, began to dissipate.

Because they know,

When the smell of yinggou appears,

In fact, the outcome,

There is no need to discuss it.

Yinggou is certainly not his peak,

But they,

What are they at their peak?

In ancient times, it was killed, and the ghost was permanently suppressed because of the relationship between the white bone throne. After years of polishing, it became a "spirit" around the throne.

Yinggou is no longer the owner of the sea of the nether world, but are they giants who used to stir up hell?

The six masked people seemed to be a little incredulous. While continuing to resist the pressure from Zhou Ze, they desperately tried to continue to contact those demons.

It's a pity,

Even the good bird,

At this time, he did not reappear as an assistant.

Everyone is so old that they have long learned to be realistic.

The only people who don't want to face the reality may be those who will be exterminated if they lower their heads.

Zhou Ze walked to the round platform step by step,

In fact,

He was not too excited because he saw the former throne,

As in all ages,

I don't know how many people are desperate for that dragon chair,

But what they care about,

Is it really just a chair inlaid with gold?

What they want, what they care about, is the power represented by this chair.

Now, everything is going on;

With yinggou's character, you let him simply grab the chair back, and when he has nothing to do, he will sit on it and recall the past eventful years,

Or sit up suddenly at night,

Slap on the armrest of the throne,

Weep with emotion and cry with pain:

"If my Qing Dynasty is still there..."

Sorry, yinggou really can't do it.

Therefore, he has no interest in taking back the throne.

But I can't stand my dog's love. If I want it, I have no choice but to let him.

Just as yinggou was about to step onto the platform,

A green light beam suddenly appeared in the sky and fell vertically!

The six masked people below, who were almost desperate to collapse, almost cried with joy,

They finally saw the dawn.

The green light fell to the ground and dissipated, revealing the appearance of a young boy, wearing green clothes, with a smile on his face and a slight bow;

However, the traces of years in the depths of his eyes still tell that he is really not young.

Six masked men knelt down immediately,

Together with the old belt behind Zhou Ze, he also kowtowed solemnly to the little boy in green.

Zhou Ze, also stopped.

"Master, the slave finally waited for you."

The boy knelt down in tears and kept moving his knees towards Zhou Ze.

"You threw yourself into the throne, too."

Zhou Ze's tone was very flat.

"Yes, the little slave had a premonition that the deadline was coming, so he took the initiative to order future generations to throw my bones into the throne, and with a shy face, he became a spirit under the throne.

Because the little slave knew that the little slave was also convinced that the master would definitely return. The little slave wanted to see the master again, and the little slave also wanted to wait for the master to return before continuing to serve the master.

Master, after you leave, the sea of the nether world is divided by them, hell is divided by them, and the palace is divided by them. The little slave is useless. He can only keep this throne from being taken away.

The slave is guilty, the slave is useless, and the slave is guilty. Please punish the master! "

The green boy knelt and moved to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze just looked at him calmly.

The air seemed to begin to fill with a touching smell of the reunion of the two masters and servants after a long separation.

But at this time,

The green boy who had knelt down in front of Zhou Ze suddenly raised his head,

A piece of green paper appeared in the palm,

Directly pasted to Zhou Ze, the green symbol paper immediately melted and turned into a beam of light to completely cover Zhou Ze's body.

In the distance, the white bone throne also released a green light, echoing from afar, there came the terrifying power of suppression from the throne!

The boy stared at Zhou Ze with a look full of resentment,

Fiercely:

"You are not who you were then. Today, I will use your throne to suppress you and let you sink under the throne forever with us!

Aren't you proud? Aren't you self righteous? Aren't you lofty? Aren't you invincible?

I want you to be like us, like us scum in your eyes, hahahaha! "

Then,

He suddenly cried timidly:

"Master, don't blame the little slave;

After all,

Who his mother was born willing to be a dog! "