Chapter 204

"Messenger of the dead, what do you mean?" Zhong Kui asked in a deep voice, "the living are coming from the underground. You'd better not intervene in this matter!"

Uncle Chen said faintly, "the king of hell gave me a job. It was originally to extradite the living and the dead. Why isn't it my business?"

Zhong Kui angrily said, "it's different from the living to pick up the dead soul of the living..."

He seemed to think of something, and his eyes twinkled: "messenger of the dead, do you know this living person?"

In his anger, he almost forgot that Chu Feng once said he came to find the messenger of the dead.

The messenger of the dead... In fact, he is also a very special existence, so he is so afraid.

If divided according to the current identity of the underworld, the messenger of the dead is actually one point higher than Zhong Kui. Recently, he has been valued by the king of hell, and Zhong Kui dare not move.

Especially the bone stick.

Zhong Kui's eyes twinkle and the dead skeleton staff is the middle-class ghost weapon in the underground. It's very powerful!

Being able to summon mountain and sea like bones at will and sweep away towards the enemy, and with the ability of the undead messenger itself, holding this staff is equivalent to having a hell army.

To put it bluntly.

The messenger of the dead, a person, is equivalent to an army!

Uncle Chen glanced at Chu Feng and said, "this man, I'm going to take him today. No one wants to stop me."

Say it.

Chen Bo waved his bone stick, and Chu Feng's body suddenly floated.

They turned into a streamer and fled quickly.

Zhong Kui's face was extremely ugly.

Ma Mian and black-and-white impermanence walked forward tremblingly and asked, "Sir, what should we do now? The messenger of the dead has shot. Should we move the Fengdu emperor? After all, he is close to us..."

"No!"

Zhong Kui rejected: "Fengdu is a coward who is afraid of things. If this happens, we will only find a way to get rid of the relationship. Let's go directly to the king of hell to solve this matter!"

"King of hell?" he was startled by his horse face and black-and-white impermanence.

The supreme existence in the underworld!

That one hasn't appeared for a long time.

Don't mention their four little ghosts. Even if you let Zhong Kui pass by, you can't see the king of hell at will.

Zhong Kui said, "since the messenger of the dead was canonized by the king of hell himself, if he really has a relationship with the living people in the hell, then the king of hell will solve it!"

"There are living people in the underground... This matter involves a lot. Besides, he even took out Hou Yi's bow. God knows what it has to do with that place..."

"That place has been destroyed and turned into ruins. It's lucky that we can keep it."

His eyebrows were frowned and his eyes were full of worry.

"Go!"

The next moment.

Zhong Kui pulled the four ghosts, turned into a black gas and fled to the distance.

......

......

The hall of the dead.

In this open and dark hall, a black air came here.

instantaneous.

A blue ghost fire lit up on both sides of the hall, illuminating the dark place.

"Uncle Chen..."

After the figure fell steadily, Chu Feng immediately went forward and called tentatively.

He didn't rush too close. According to the scene just now, Chu Feng has realized that some changes have taken place in Chen Bo. It must not be the old man he knew before.

"I haven't seen you for a long time..." Uncle Chen sighed.

Chu Feng's heart moved.

Long time no see

In reality, it shouldn't be long.

I have completed the SSS level evaluation of the demon recovery copy with the fastest speed, and then opened the door of the nether world without stopping.

wait!

The ninetieth floor of the heavenly towers!

Chu Feng's pupils shrunk slightly and seemed to think of something

Uncle Chen turned his head and looked at him with a smile. "You already understand, don't you?"

He sighed faintly: "I... Have been in this hell for thousands of years!"

"If I hadn't found you along the feeling of the nether world, I might have forgotten the past as a mortal."

Mortal

Chu Feng's heart began to become complicated.

Yes, although Chen Bo is an old man, he has spent less than a hundred years in reality.

However, he has stayed in the underworld for more than a thousand years!

How many mortal memories are left in the old man?

one-tenth?

A fraction?

Every minute and second spent in the underworld is a washing of the memory on earth.

For a long time, Chen Bo's mind as an ordinary person has completely disappeared.

Or

Chen Bo has now completely become a messenger of the dead.

From the time he called "mortal"

All this is self-evident.

Chen Bo then said faintly, "as a messenger of the dead, my daily task is to receive and lead the souls of the dead."

"In the past, this work was carried out by black and white impermanence."

"However, my ability is quite special. After receiving the dead souls, I can directly bring them into the underworld and become the ghost soldiers of the underworld."

Then he held up his bone stick.

"This bone stick is called the dead bone stick. I have received the souls of billions of creatures in the past thousands of years in the hell."

"Every time I pick up the dead, the memory of the dead will emerge in my mind."

"From when they were babies, to when they grew up as teenagers, and then to when they grew old."

Chen Bo raised his head and fell into a trance. His voice became ethereal and ethereal, echoing in the empty hall.

"Human suffering, life and death, all kinds of situations in the world, intrigues and intrigues..."

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are ruminant dogs!"

"I've browsed too many memories in this world for thousands of years, and I can't even count them."

"At first, I would lament the fate of one or two tragedies."

"But later, after seeing the fate of tens of millions of creatures, I had long underestimated everything."

"Maybe when you see the warmth of the world, you will laugh; when you see the ugliness of the world, you will be angry... But I can't take it seriously."

"Everything in the world, like a good play in the theater, is performed in the world. The prosperous song ends and returns to the loess, and everything is empty."

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Feng. His eyes looked a little empty.

"Xiao Feng, you killed me!"

Chu Feng trembled and looked at Chen Bo, but saw his empty eyes, as if a flame was burning. That was to see hope!

Chen Bo said faintly, "if your heart is like a god Buddha, you despise life and death on earth, ignore everything, and don't know sadness, what's the difference with death?"

"For me, this eternal life is bitter, evil and an endless torture!"

"I'd rather forget all this..."

"Xiao Feng, kill me!"