Chapter 1

Fate, an asshole, with three points of malice and seven points of banter, caught us off guard and let us mortals see what impermanence is.

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This is not true. Some people look for life and death all day, but they live a long life like a thousand year old bastard.

Some people try their best to live, but they will die soon.

Gu Zheng is very unfortunate. He is the one who will die soon.

He has been squatting in the small courtyard he bought after spending all his savings for a long time.

Looking up, the courtyard surrounded by green tiles, which is most suitable for summer, blowing cool wind and eating fried noodles, has flown past three batches of carrier pigeons under the influence of pigeon whistle.

Once again, when a pigeon shit passed through the courtyard and fell on the threshold of the courtyard, Gu Zheng finally confirmed one thing.

He was cheated by the landlord who sold him the yard.

This place is not a place where you can eat big sauce and chew cucumbers.

It was this discovery that made Gu Zheng make up his mind.

His face was no longer confused, but with a trace of excitement, he picked up the red brick beside the threshold.

When Gu Zheng held it in his hand with the most skillful posture, the two seemed to merge into one.

Now, with weapons, we can start.

"Old man, I haven't let you play for a long time. I thought we would be separated in this life. I'll be my second landlord in good order, and you'll finish your fate on rainy days."

"Unfortunately, fortune makes people. Today is the day for you and me to create brilliance again."

After talking to himself, Gu Zheng walked briskly, like a gust of wind, through the small second entrance courtyard, and finally stopped in front of a half old wooden door.

"Squeak"

The slightly closed door was pushed open, and the afternoon sun fell in with the opening of the door panel, making the dust seem to bring a golden light.

The furnishings in the house slowly exposed in front of Gu Zheng, more and more, until they exposed the figure of the person who suddenly appeared in his house.

No, or something inhuman.

"You're back. Have you thought it over?" the voice in the room was clearly a personal voice, and the light and shadow reflected a personal outline. But Gu Zheng knew that this thing was definitely not a person.

If there is a third person in the small room now, after seeing the real face of this person, he will agree with Gu Zheng's judgment. This is definitely not a living person.

Because of the thing that Gu Zheng was confronting, he was wearing a square center round neck purple robe, a goldfish ribbon bag around his waist, a right angle Fu head, a painted yarn, and black soap boots. He was solemn and dignified.

As soon as I looked at the past, it was a basic appearance with the king of hell on the stage.

Of course, many people like strange costumes these days. No one has stipulated that they can't wear costumes to others, right?

But if you take a closer look at the man's face, you will understand everything next.

Gu Zheng was angry when he saw this man. When he answered the other party's questions, he was also very impolite: "consider a P, with a Deng Chao's face, the king of hell who has to pretend to be TM! It's my fault to let you exist on this earth for another second. If the tiger doesn't get angry, you treat me as a sick cat!"

What else don't you understand after listening to this?

The unknown object that appeared in Gu Zheng's home really lacks knowledge of Chinese classical culture. It paradoxically takes Bao Qingtian's image as Lord Yan.

Of course, Bao Qingtian, the last Bao Zheng in folklore, may have really worked in the underground government after his death.

But when you turned into the king of hell, you somehow turned your face into a golden supergroup!

Everyone has a much higher acceptance of the seven heroes and five righteousness Bao Qingtian!

You run to someone else's house and say you're the king of hell with a black face like Deng Chao's sticky crescent moon in the youth Bao Qingtian?

Anyone should be beaten first, because beating a psychopath is self-defense.

"Hey! You're crazy! Aren't you going to die! You know you're dying soon! Your life span is only three days! Three days!"

After hearing the other party's roar, Gu Zheng, who was not moved by it, kept moving on his hands and feet. No matter what this thing wants, hit it first.

The board brick and the other side's face collided perfectly. It did not produce the pleasant sound of slightly cracked bones as Gu Zheng imagined. Instead, it was like the dull sound of his boxing gloves hitting on the sandbag, and the texture of the hammer on the pig skin.

After being beaten, the other party has no reaction that normal people should have.

There was no blood splashing, no congestion of subcutaneous tissue, and even he didn't make any decent resistance.

The more this happened, the more Gu Zheng dared not put his hand down and stop.

On the contrary, he added three points of strength, like hoeing the ground, and hit it hard all the time!

He suddenly has only three days of life, which may be caused by his subordinates.

If we beat it back to its original shape, will those lost lives return?

'Bang Bang...'

Regardless of skill or strength, Gu Zheng's technique can be called a textbook template.

Because of this, Gu Zheng suddenly loosened his hand.

The thing that he pressed under him and beat without resistance could no longer maintain the shape of the entity. A fragment turned into a little golden light and floated in the air of the small study.

Gu Zheng, who was half squatting on the ground, still kept the posture of holding bricks and ready to go, staring at the little golden light in front of him.

Those immaterial golden lights seemed to be afraid of the brick. They didn't begin to merge until they floated away from Gu Zheng.

When the gold dots gathered at one point, a dazzling golden light flashed.

A Golden Book floats in the air, parallel to Gu Zheng squatting on the ground, gazing at each other as if he were the most affectionate lover in the world.