Supreme Satyr

"Menglong, Menglong, did you hear what I said?" longmengyun immediately felt yunmenglong's almost imperceptible shaking. The strength on her hand was stepped up because her knuckles were slightly white. And her voice trembled with excitement. Now long Mengyun is almost a frightened bird. She is no longer the heroine who makes decisions and plans strategies. She is a little girl, a little girl who is deeply afraid that Elan can't wake up. She is sure that yunmenglong's fingers wet by her tears moved slightly, but she is deeply afraid that it is just a teasing illusion.

Yunmenglong's consciousness is like the monkey king under the five elements mountain, completely losing his ability to cross the world. For 168 hours, his consciousness had been in the darkness of Jiuyou. When he saw a glimmer of light in the morning of the eighth day, he "saw" the handsome face of the king of hell.

"Er, hell? Well, handsome?" yunmenglong's consciousness was a little stunned.

"Hey, handsome boy, who are you?" I have a good sense of learning, so I have to ask if I don't understand.

"I'm the king of hell." the man, dressed in a red robe, sat on a high throne covered by darkness with a cup of Coca Cola in his hand.

"Shit, don't shake me. You look like a duck. You're so handsome. You have a pit in your head?" Yun Menglong's consciousness immediately refuted the past.

Yama took a sip of Coca Cola and said, "Alas, human beings always spare no effort to vilify my image. It's really a failure. People who see me say that I Zhong Kui is a handsome man, but those people can't go back to the world to wash my innocence."

"Why not?" consciousness asked.

"Because they are dead and people are dead, they should be judged according to what they do in the world, whether they are human or livestock, or go to hell," the king of hell explained.

"Do you mean what you say?" consciousness asked.

"Fucking great, I has the final say," said the king of the ox, who was so fierce that he drank the coke. "The drinks on the earth are really good. They say that drinking cola is easy to impotent."

One of the two guys with incomparable personality and unlimited creativity who forcibly invited yunmenglong touched two faces behind his back, took out a bottle of Coca Cola and said with a licentious smile: "boss, here, this is what we came from the world when we caught yunmenglong."

Yama took coke, patted the horse's long face and said, "pony, you've worked hard."

"Serve the boss!" the horse stood at attention and replied.

"Shit, your flattering skills are really catching up with my little brothers. You don't have a long face like this. It's always easier to pat your own ass." Yun Menglong's consciousness is very unhappy. The two bastards locked him in a place darker than the underworld with a soul chain without his consent. It's cold and the wind is everywhere, He wandered out when he had nothing to do, and there was some inexplicable sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. The underworld is underdeveloped. I'm so poor that I can't afford a candle, let alone a fluorescent lamp. Yunmenglong's consciousness hasn't moved for a week. At first, he is active and thinks a lot.

"Hey! Pony, go and get the book of life and death." the horse's face became very ugly. He was about to retort, but he was stopped by the king of hell.

Ma Mian was not surprised. He brought a thick dying old book that could be used as an heirloom and handed it to the king of hell. His eyes stared at Yunmeng dragon. Yunmeng dragon didn't think so. He continued: "what do you mean when I say handsome boy Yama, you brought me here? Am I dead?"

The king of hell didn't answer. He turned the book of life and death and searched for a long time to find the information of yunmenglong. His dark eyebrows frowned tightly, and his face became very dignified.

"Yunmeng dragon, born on May 1, 2006, died in an ominous year!" the king of hell murmured. He looked up quietly at Yunmeng dragon, and a pair of tiger eyes glowed with dazzling magic light. Yama saw yunmenglong for a long time with the soul searching God's eyes. The influence of yunmenglong gradually blurred and disappeared.

"He doesn't even have an afterlife. Has he jumped out of the five elements and not in the three realms? Or has he been ranked in the immortal class? It's impossible! Alas, I'm so worried." the king of hell was surprised and his face was uncertain.

The king of hell looked down and was even more obedient. The records about yunmenglong began to fade and slowly became a yellow crane without a trace.

"Hey, don't go!" the king of hell shouted. After dealing with his soul for so many years, he had never seen such a hard work. Of course, once, it was a nightmare. The king of hell didn't want to recall it.

"I didn't go, who did you ask not to go?" yunmenglong kept observing the change of the king of hell's expression. He saw that the king of hell's face was green and white, and cold sweat exuded from his forehead.

"I... ha... No, ah, it's so hot. Alas, it just doesn't give us underground funds, and we can't afford to buy air conditioners. Really, ha ha..." the king of hell began to be incoherent.

"I'll look at the information in my life and death book to see if it's damned." Yun Menglong saw the strange place. A gust of wind rolled over and there was a thick ghost book in his hand. He looked at the yellow and empty paper and said, "Hey, I said, handsome Zhong, where's my information?"

"Just... Just flew!" the king of hell said honestly. There was a cold sweat sneaking out of his back.

"Fly? Elder brother, you think I'm an idiot. Who can believe such nonsense? It's silly to ask this, brother Niu. Can you ask him if he believes it?" yunmenglong said, pointing to the silly ox head holding the soul chain.

"I don't believe it!" the ox head is really simple and lovely. Although he is angry in his heart, yunmenglong said he was stupid, he still said he didn't believe the words of the king of hell.

The king of hell cursed in his heart: "shit, I don't believe it. It's a damn ghost. Dizzy, I see ghosts most every day. I see ghosts when I look in the mirror. I'm the ghost king. Alas, what can I do? It's a big deal. The cloud dream dragon is a hooligan and it's hard to send."

The king of hell got down from the throne, unlocked the soul chain for Yunmeng dragon, affectionately wrapped his neck and whispered, "man, let's talk about it. It's a misunderstanding. Can you give me a face? Don't worry. Can I send you back in person?"

"No, if you say misunderstanding, you'll misunderstand. Just toss people around and say it's a misunderstanding. I clicked your mother and told you that you forgive me?" yunmenglong shook his head and resolutely refused to admit that it was a misunderstanding.

"Come on, man, it's not easy to smoke. To tell you the truth, brother, it's not easy for me to check. I can't explain what's wrong with me. What do you say, I promise, as long as you spare my brother this time." the king of hell even took a box of three or five from his pocket, took out one and pointed it to Yunmeng Dragon: "It's not easy for me to smoke. I've been hiding and reluctant to smoke all the time. Look, man, the sign says that smoking is strictly prohibited in important places of hell! I've given you a green light. You can give me two conditions and spare my brother?" the look on the face of the king of hell has been flattering.

Yunmenglong sucked a flue: "now that you have spoken, I can't refute your face. Well, you give me five places to live forever. I'll be my own guest today."

"Man, you are a lion's big mouth. Isn't it difficult for me?" the king of hell said.

"I don't want it right away. I'll come back when it's checked and relaxed. At that time, with your ability of the king of hell, you can't handle this little thing. Saving people's life is better than building a seven level floating slaughter. It's also better to release people's life. If you don't promise, I'll have to..." Yunmeng paused and looked at the king of hell.

The king of hell bit his teeth and said, "deal."

"Second..." yunmenglong said slowly.

"Bang" the king of hell almost fell on the ground, "brother, what's the second?"

"Yes, there are three. Don't you usually agree to three conditions?" yunmenglong said of course.

“……。”

Yama Khan, speechless.

"Second, third, I haven't thought of it yet. Let's talk about it later. Hehe, please take me back." yunmenglong thought for a long time.

Yama's high hanging heart fell to the ground temporarily. With a wave of his hand, he sent the soul of Yunmeng dragon back to his body.

The king of hell shook his head and sighed, "it's easy to invite God and difficult to send God. It's bad for Zhong Kui to provoke such a hooligan." the second and third of yunmenglong are like two time bombs. Who knows when they will explode.