"I'm Song Hao!"
"Oh, Song Hao...Song Hao? Senior is Song Hao! Martial Emperor?!" Zhou Zhilu suddenly jumped up and shouted.
Isn't Song Hao the name of the Martial Emperor? How is this possible? Wasn't the Martial Emperor dead over two hundred years ago? Could this really be hell?!
"It's over, it's over... I've actually come to the real hell, and even saw the ghost of Emperor Wu... Am I going to die like this?" Zhou Zhilu couldn't help but cry out in grief.
"Fuck you, I'm alive and well!" Emperor Wu raised his hand and slapped Zhou Zhilu on the head.
"Hiss! But didn't you die of illness in the 134th year after the founding of the country? That's what the history books say." Zhou Zhilu said aggrievedly, covering his head.
"History books? What's written in history books is nothing more than a word from Lao Tzu. Believing in history books is the most foolish thing! I once wrote a book called 'Truth'. What's recorded there is the real history..."
"Is this the one?"
Zhou Zhilu took out the book "Truth". When Emperor Wu saw it, his eyes widened and he shouted, "How did this get into your hands?!"
"Uh...it was given to me by the Right Prime Minister."
"Right Prime Minister? Oh! That kid Xu Wen! He actually gave you this... What's your last name?"
"My surname is Zhou Zhilu."
"Zhou... Haha, I see. I didn't expect there really was someone in the Zhou family... Since Xu Wen has already met you, it's okay to tell you. I faked my death back then just to get away from the mainland and come here."
"hell?"
"That's right, but this isn't the hell after death that Buddhists talk about. This is... actually an underground world hidden beneath the forbidden ground!"
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