"Oh, not too stupid..."
A voice suddenly sounded in Kong Hanan's ears. It sounded familiar and he could tell it was spoken by his own soul.
Retribution always comes so quickly.
He had just scared the five thieves and a group of temporary workers, but he was scared by himself.
When he opened his eyes, the aura of the Ghost Emperor Yan Ting had completely dissipated, and the illusion created by Emperor Yan Ting had also collapsed.
All I saw was a dark scene, with some scenes from past and present lives flashing by.
Kong Hanan stood on the ground and subconsciously looked up at the sky.
The sky is blue, not stained with gray.
There is a thin but thick aura blocking the blue sky and the gray space.
Kong Hanan understood in his heart that it was the power of resonance between heaven and earth.
There were seven suns hanging strangely in the sky. Three of them had dimmed, and one was dimly lit. Its appearance was the same as Kong Hanan's in his previous life, which reminded him of his previous dream.
But there was no sky in that dream.
Just as he was thinking about it, his face from his previous life appeared in the sky...
Okay, so the Heavenly Soul is the sky in the sea of consciousness?
Simple and crude, okay.
Tianhun looked at Kong Hanan with disdain.
"You occupied my body and inherited my memories. It was only because I activated the Ghost Emperor's power in advance that we were able to resolve the hidden danger so quickly. Yet, you're so stingy with me that you're not even willing to share your memories with me?"
Kong Hanan smiled and hooked his finger.
"Want to see? Then come over here!"
Before, he was worried that this "Kong Hanan" who had turned into his appearance in his previous life had his own memories.
In the fairy world, it was sliced and studied by those big guys.
But I didn't expect that he was still as stupid as before.
Don't worry, it's okay.
Kong Hanan has traveled through time for many years, but he has not relied on the emperor's gift to survive during this period.
What he has always relied on is his memories and experiences before he traveled through time.
Tianhun showed some disdain on his face.
"I don't want it! Marshal Wen and Daosheng promised me that if I win the fight with you, I will be the master of this body in the future."
Kong Hanan narrowed his eyes.
"How do we compare?"
The sky was torn apart, and a sense of loss came over me.
The world in Kong Hanan's eyes, unknowingly, was no longer the gloom of the sea of consciousness, but the desolation of the peak of Hengshan Mountain.
The "Kong Hanan" in front of him withdrew his hand.
Old Master Daosheng seemed to be dozing off again. A huge bubble popped out of his nostrils and then burst with a "pop".
The old man shook his head and stretched.
"You're done so quickly? You're pretty good, kid."
Confucius and Meng Yu also heard this.
Confucius bowed with a smile.
"Thank you, teacher, for protecting my nephew."
Old Master Daosheng waved his hand.
"He worked hard on his own and dealt with the possessed Ghost Emperor in less than a moment. Young people these days are truly amazing."
Kong Hanan was stunned. He had just experienced many days and months in the environment, but it was only less than a moment in the human world?
Kong Sheng smiled and waved to Kong Han'an and "Kong Han'an".
"Han An, bring this little brother over here. I'll assign you tasks."
"What's this little brother's name?"
Kong Hanan glanced at Kong Hanan and said to Kong Sheng.
"Just tell me what you want. You don't need to know my name."
This was extremely rude, but Confucius did not take it as an offense at all.
"There are currently two difficult matters that require Huangquan Prison to handle."
"First, the collapse of Mount Heng in Nanjun caused earthquakes, floods, plague, and the emergence of the Ghost Nation."
"The earthquake was resolved by the teacher just now. The turmoil in the Ghost Country has also been pacified by Han An. Let's count this as a credit to you both."
"But floods and plagues still require people to deal with them."
Kong Hanan was stunned when he heard this. He didn't care about his uncle sharing the credit of the Taoist Saint with the "Heavenly Soul". He believed that Kong Sheng had a reason to do so.
After all, the two had no disagreement on the issue of becoming the Taoist Saint's disciple, and there was no reason for Confucius to plot against him.
He always thought that this was an excuse for the court to cover up the affairs of the Ghost Kingdom. After all, Hengshan was not really dead, but he did not expect that there was really a natural disaster.
Tianhun frowned.
"Floods are easy to deal with, but does a plague require the intervention of monks?"
Kong Han is happy, you don't want to do what I want.
I still have five strange ghosts under my command, and a small world waiting to be turned into a poisonous hell by the plague.
"With just this little awareness, why would we hesitate to take on such trouble for the sake of the people's stable and beautiful lives? I will handle this plague issue."
Kong Hanan pounded his chest.
Kong Hanan's words made Kong Sheng laugh even more happily.
Meng Yu, who looked similar, gave a thumbs up.
Even Daosheng nodded, and it was unclear whether he was dozing off or approving of Kong Hanan.
Tianhun looked at Kong Hanan with disdain. He didn't believe that this man was so selfless.
But Kong Hanan took on the plague, so naturally he was unwilling to give in.
"Leave the floods to me."
Confucius looked at the two of them with a loving face.
"The second thing is a bit strange, but not urgent. There are some scholars in Shangjun and Beidi County. They were mediocre before, but their talents have doubled in recent years."
"I've always felt like there might be something wrong, or maybe I'm just overthinking it. Which of you two would like to check it out?"
Tianhun looked surprised.
"Why do we monks have to handle your Confucian affairs?"
Confucius still had a smile on his face, while Taoist seemed to have dozed off again and did not speak.
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