There are three thatched cottages here, one on the left and one on the right in the middle. In the middle is a simple farmland planted with ordinary vegetables. There is an old well beside it.

The thatched cottage where ye Ziheng lived before was the one on the far left, and the place where the king of the underworld took him was the thatched cottage in the middle.

This thatched cottage is different from the thatched cottage where ye Ziheng lived before. The layout here looks like a hall. There are two tables, one in the middle and one near the wall.

The one in the middle, apart from the two benches on both sides and the rough tea set on it, had nothing to do with it. On the table next to the wall was a small iron box, some tributes and some incense.

Ye Ziheng looked at the table where the tribute was placed. He looked at the iron box with flowers and dragons on it. It looked familiar. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

So ye Ziheng thought carefully, and he really remembered where he had seen this thing.

At the beginning, when he was in Yunshan mountain, the king of Hades seemed to have taken out an iron box before he left. It seemed that it was this box.

However, ye Ziheng didn't look at it carefully at that time. He just glanced at it casually, so he was not very sure.

The king of Hades went to the table with the iron box. He took some incense from under the table and lit it. Then he bowed three times and put the incense into the censer.

Seeing these movements, ye Ziheng understood something in an instant. He looked at the king of the underworld, thought for a while, and then asked.

"Who are the worshippers here?"

The king of Hades showed a faint smile and turned to look at ye Ziheng.

"It's my father, a very conceited man."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng was stunned again. However, he didn't say anything more, because he knew that the king would tell him everything he wanted to know.

And sure enough, after a few seconds, the snake king said.

"My father was known as the genius of heaven on earth at the beginning. When he was only five years old, he began to practice. With the support of family strength and the forces created by himself, he had all kinds of cultivation resources. When he was 30 years old, his cultivation broke through the real world."

Said this, the snake king raised his head, his face showed infinite yearning.

But soon, he continued.

"But my father was very conceited. He felt that a gifted talent like him must reach the level of no-one has touched for hundreds of years. So my father began to practice more crazily."

"I was just 12 years old that year, and my father was just 40 years old. But for the strong people in reality, their life expectancy is about 500 years, so 40 years old is nothing to him."

"But because of the hard work day and night, thinking about how to break through the top notch situation, my father looks much older, with half white hair and wrinkled face."

"Knowing that day, that is, my 12th birthday, my father said that he would give me a gift, the best gift in the world."

Speaking of this, the snake king stopped, his face showed a smile from his heart, but his eyes were full of tears.

"My father will give me anything he wants, even if it is a star."

He said and laughed twice.

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