Huangdi was the son of Shaodian and Fubao. His original surname was Gongsun, but later he changed it to Ji. Therefore, he was called Gongsun Xuanyuan, or Ji Xuanyuan.
The Gongsun Xuanyuan that Ying Gou mentioned is the Yellow Emperor.
Later, there were many "Gongsun clans" in ancient China, many of whom wanted to take advantage of the popularity of Huangdi.
The ancients paid great attention to their origins, which was much more fanatical than the caste system we have today.
Qu Yuan’s “I am a descendant of Emperor Gaoyang, my father was named Boyong…” is so inspiring that it gives people goose bumps.
It is only in modern times that true great men can have the fearless courage to directly and frankly admit that they are "sons of farmers"!
Considering the grievances between Ying Gou and the emperor, it was impossible for him to shout "Your Majesty the Yellow Emperor" or to miss the emperor and shed tears when seeing the scenery.
Being able to say this without any disparaging tone and to express a little bit of sympathy is the limit that Ying Gou can do.
In fact, sometimes Zhou Ze really thinks that if Ying Gou was not obsessed with figures, he could change his career and become a history teacher.
However, a message can be heard from Ying Gou's voice, that is, it was Huangdi who isolated the immortals in the first place.
At the end of the ancient times,
Huangdi cut off the immortal inheritance with one sword;
Ying Gou fought in hell against a pair of giant hands that stretched out from the sky.
Finally, he cut off his ten fingers and then died.
There must be many secrets waiting to be discovered here.
It’s a pity that Ying Gou is only greedy but not fond of drinking. Or rather, the kind of wine that Ying Gou likes to drink, which is mixed with the blood of gods and demons, is much more expensive than Boss Zhou’s cat shit, and Boss Zhou can’t afford it.
Therefore, there is no chance for people to tell the truth or listen to stories after drinking.
With a "plop" sound,
It seems that the old man can no longer bear the pressure from the seal.
Kneeling on the ground,
The surrounding shadows and images also disappeared.
The white light in Lao Zhang's eyes slowly faded away.
Then,
Old Zhang felt dizzy and had to grab the wall to avoid falling.
After all, his physical fitness is much worse than Boss Zhou's, and he can't stand being rubbed by Wangcai outside.
The old man didn't tease others, but teased himself first.
This was the easiest duel that Boss Zhou had ever experienced.
Having personally experienced the incident of using the moon to smash the King of Hell's palace, I can now resist any other scenes, no matter how horrifying or depressing they are.
"coffee!"
Zhou Ze raised his finger at the old man.
Generally speaking, "coffee" and "newspaper" correspond to ups and downs. The former is to condense the evil spirit into chains for blockade, while the latter is to beat out the evil spirit.
So Boss Zhou is very satisfied with the name he chose, because it is very descriptive. Coffee, after all, makes you stay still and enjoy it slowly.
As for the newspaper, just roll up the newspaper and beat him.
As for Ying Gou's opinion on this, Boss Zhou has always ignored it and thinks that he is a typical example of someone who says one thing but does another.
The old man, like the old woman, was also tied up like a dumpling and the seal was completed.
"Lao Zhang, take him away."
Zhou Ze gestured to Lao Zhang to go away.
Old Zhang took a deep breath for a while and finally recovered some strength. Although he was still a little weak below the waist, he still walked over and carried the old man and the old woman on his shoulders.
In fact, neither of them is heavy, so it’s not that much trouble.
Boss Zhou pushed open the door to the living room and walked out.
The Taoist priest was already waiting at the door, holding a plastic bag filled with iced drinks.
Seeing Zhou Ze coming out, the old Taoist immediately put on a polite smile and ran over.
“Come, boss, have some water;
Come, Lao Zhang, open your mouth and I’ll feed you.
Yo yo, yo yo, slow down, don’t choke, don’t choke. "
"puff!"
… … …
It was already evening when we returned to the wax museum.
The young man sat there fidgeting, looking at his watch. His return to life was time-limited, after all, the person he was serving was not ordinary.
There is no trivial matter around the leader. If Di Ting is delayed from taking a bath and having his back scrubbed, thousands of souls in hell will not agree.
He wanted to leave, and the bookstore was willing to let him go.
after all,
In addition to back scrubbing skills,
He can't be used as fertilizer.
But he still calculated the time and waited, wanting to see the fertilizer being applied before leaving.
Now that he has come back to life, he doesn’t know how long he will have to wait for the next opportunity, and he doesn’t want to miss it.
As soon as Lao Zhang stopped the car, the young man ran over impatiently, opened the door, and took the old man and woman down first.
He is a judge after all. No matter how he got there through the backdoor, he still has some strength.
When Zhou Ze got off the car, lit a cigarette, and walked into the wax museum, he found that even the pit had been dug.
Next, professional matters were left to professionals. Boss Zhou was too lazy to join in the fun. In fact, he wanted to go and take a look, but when he saw the black girl carelessly picking out two buckets of manure from somewhere,
Boss Zhou, who suffers from severe mysophobia, chose to retreat.
I walked out of the wax museum, sat on the steps, stretched, and breathed in the fresh air. Suddenly, I felt that life is still so beautiful.
As for the identities of the old man and the old woman, where they came from, and whether there would be other immortal slaves who would awaken, Zhou Ze was too lazy to go into details.
There are some things you can’t study in detail;
For example, the sudden crackdown;
For example, the Taoist priest is going to meet the older girl who is about to leave Tongcheng;
For example, the older sister asked the Taoist priest to help her return the deposit;
For example, if you are already an immortal, even though you have the word "slave" in your name, it still has the word "immortal" as a prefix, right? Can't you be more generous and have to get angry with the Taoist priest for a thousand dollars
For example, suddenly, Lawyer An called me and asked for Fairy brand fertilizer...
What a coincidence.
It was so coincidental that I felt like I was hooking firewood.
When I think of this,
Boss Zhou touched his forehead.
I quickly spat at myself.
Why mention that name
unlucky.
Half an hour later,
The boy walked out of the wax museum.
His face was flushed and he looked very satisfied. The afterglow of the climax seemed to make him continue to savor it over and over again.
"Have you planted it?" Zhou Ze asked.
“Done!”
The boy clenched his fist and waved it.
"I'm curious, do you still need to share the rice fields when you farm?"
"That is the energy of the reincarnation of grains, which is used as the primer for fertilizer. First, stir it with your hands, and then..."
"Okay, okay, I'm an outsider and don't need to know the specific details."
The boy shut his mouth, feeling a little regretful about not being able to share his masterpiece, just like a programmer boyfriend who always wants to share interesting stories about his code with his girlfriend but his girlfriend never appreciates it.
immediately,
The young man walked up to Zhou Ze.
Seriously said:
"I'm leaving now."
"No."
“In fact, the effect of this fertilizer is still far from perfect, because it is only slightly related to the immortals, but it is enough for the plant to develop again.
That gentleman is a genius, really.”
The boy was talking about Deadpool. It seems that these two people really appreciate each other.
The Japanese priest at that time, by chance and after many setbacks, unexpectedly lit up another technology tree. It has to be said that it was really fate.
"He has a wife." Zhou Ze said.
The boy nodded, a look of regret on his face.
I feel like you have been born and I am already old.
"Mr. Zhou, Boss Zhou, Mr. Zhou." The young man solemnly clasped his fists to Zhou Ze, hesitated for a moment, and knelt on one knee, saying sincerely:
"I think it's better for me to kneel down. Anyway, I will kneel down to thank you when you give me the manor in the future."
Boss Zhou did not comment.
"Leave."
"Slow down."
"Please help me preserve this body. I can use it next time I come. I don't have to look for it again."
After that,
The Gate of Hell was opened, but this time the border of the Gate of Hell was red, which meant that it was a special passage that could only be used by the judges and inspectors who came back to life to perform their missions. The real Yin and Yang Gate was still closed.
The boy left.
His body fell directly to the ground.
The head hit the edge of the step.
With a click,
There was a big dent.
The not-so-fresh brain matter also slowly spilled out.
To be honest, considering Boss Zhou's many years of experience as a doctor, it is rare for a fall to result in such a consequence.
Perhaps this body was already very fragile before it was requisitioned.
Boss Zhou frowned, but in line with the principle of not wasting anything, he called the black girl out and asked her to put the body away first.
It is impossible to see the effects of fertilizers overnight. It will take two months before the real results can be seen.
Boss Zhou didn't expect to grow watermelons directly. In fact, even if he could increase the yield of peanuts to that of small potatoes, Boss Zhou would be satisfied.
When the time comes and I have nothing to do, I can take a potato and tease Tiehanhan. It’s quite interesting to think about it.
After returning to the bookstore, I took a bath with Yingying's help.
Zhou Ze yawned, said he didn't want to have dinner, and went upstairs.
A busy and fulfilling day.
It seemed like it was just going to pass.
But just as night fell,
The people in the bookstore were sitting together having dinner.
Over at the counter of the drugstore next door,
Fangfang is video chatting with her husband at a specific permitted time.
Outside on South Street, pedestrians in increasingly less clothing streamed by;
In the drugstore ward,
A dark figure of an old man,
Emerge from the wall again.
With a ghostly atmosphere, he began to move from the ward door to the bed.
But this time,
Qing sat up directly from the bed.
At the same time he said in a deep voice:
"Ryo, You."
The two children also sat up together.
It seemed that he had noticed something strange.
The old man on the wall stopped in surprise.
Qing's body floated up.
The figures of the two companions beside him also floated up.
A purple net,
Slowly falling,
After lying in bed for a year,
The three remaining law enforcement bosses finally revealed their hideous faces again.
Now that you have surrendered,
Of course I have to make a pledge of allegiance!
… …
There was an explosion.
It broke the tranquility of summer.
"boom!"