Compared to the awkward Zhong Kui, Kong Hanan felt more deeply.
The old emperor referred to himself from "I" to "I" and then to "I", which symbolized that he was gradually finding himself and regaining his imperial demeanor.
He changed from "I" back to "I", which symbolized that he finally got rid of his emperor's identity and lowered his posture.
This is a father who is cleaning up the mess for his good-for-nothing son.
He is no longer the emperor who cannot let go of his country, but a helpless father.
Facing the gazes of Zhong Kui and the old emperor, Kong Hanan nodded.
"He already has a deep connection with my underworld. His accident was also related to my lack of consideration."
Compared to Kong Hanan, who once blamed himself for Zeng Wu's sacrifice, he has grown a lot now.
Death is not scary. Instead of blaming himself, it is better to make amends. What's more, he is the god who rules the underworld.
"I am only distracted now. After returning to the underworld, I will formally take up my position with Zhong Kui. The specific position will be decided after returning to the underworld."
"Your Majesty, would you like me to carry you on my back, or would you like to go on your own?"
The old emperor's shriveled body shook, as if it had completely lost its support and collapsed to the ground.
Not to mention the rotten flesh and dry bones, the corpse fell down, and there was a figure shrouded in light, illuminating the entire prince's bedroom.
The old emperor's glory is similar to Kong Han'an's auspicious clouds, except that Kong Han'an's auspicious clouds are created by heaven and earth, while the old emperor's glory is respected by all people.
Zhong Kui groaned and shrank behind Kong Hanan.
People are afraid of ghosts only because they are afraid of death and feel sympathetic towards the death of their fellow human beings. On the contrary, people who are upright and unafraid of death will scare ghosts.
What's more, the old emperor embodies the will of almost the entire Da Qi, and perhaps also carries some luck. Although the light is not thousands of feet high, it is more stimulating to ghosts than the sun. How can Zhong Kui bear it?
The old emperor had been naughty, but he was still a very understanding ghost. The light faded, revealing his figure.
He has white hair and an old body, but he is vigorous and looks dignified.
Qi succeeded Zhou, belonged to the virtue of fire, and its national color was red.
The old emperor was wearing a fiery red robe with a nine-clawed golden dragon on it, which looked lifelike and seemed ready to pounce.
His hair was combed meticulously and his nails were neatly trimmed, no longer looking like the shriveled zombie he was before.
Unlike other emperors, he did not wear a crown, but instead had a towering crown on his head.
But this did not affect his dignity at all, and even gave Kong Hanan a feeling of awe without even getting angry.
Actually, you could say it wasn’t a feeling…
In the old emperor's body, various "people" often appear and disappear faintly, scholars, farmers, merchants, common people, and even kings and princes of other countries...
Looking around, the people in the long clothes may be experiencing their own lives.
Perhaps, this is the kind of popularity that the world's first unified emperor can have?
If it weren’t for the statue’s clone, Kong Hanan felt like he was drooling.
I really want this dress.
Kong Hanan was looking at the old emperor, but the old emperor didn't look at Kong Hanan.
He turned around with a complicated expression, glanced at the prince, then looked at the bedroom. He was lost in thought for a long time through the screen before he sighed slightly.
"Let's go..."
Although Kong Hanan's original form is a god, this clone of his god actually doesn't have much ability, or rather, it doesn't have the ability to tear open a passage to the underworld in the magic circle of the Great Qi Imperial City.
He had to go to Dongyue Temple or Pluto Temple and borrow his own incense before he could go to the underworld.
A divine decree was given to the five thieves, briefly informing them of the situation and telling them not to come again.
Kong Hanan rode on auspicious clouds and flew out of the palace with the old emperor and Zhong Kui.
The palace magic circle does require permission.
But the old emperor himself has the highest authority granted by the Taoist Saint.
Before, he did not want to die, so he tied himself up in the remains of the corpse, and still needed Confucius to accompany him.
Now that he has emerged from his shell, the palace certainly cannot stop Kong Hanan.
Just now, the old emperor was very reluctant to leave, but he walked out of the bedroom and flew away on a cloud. He seemed free and easy instead.
He didn't even look at the eunuchs, palace maids and guards kneeling on the ground. He just waved his hand, and his once "jumping guard of honor" completely turned into corpses.
Zhong Kui was scratching his ears and cheeks, opening and closing his mouth.
"Just say whatever you want to say. I don't have so many rules here."
Kong Hanan glanced at him.
"Pluto, the paint on the corner of your mouth is chipped."
Zhong Kui said awkwardly.
Kong Hanan was very calm and raised his hand to wipe it.
"It's okay. The statue's jaw was dislocated before... Any other problems?"
Zhong Kui looked down at the auspicious cloud supporting him, then looked up at the clouds following it and exclaimed in amazement.
"It's really a gift from heaven and earth."
The old emperor also nodded and sighed.
"The merits of heaven and earth are immeasurable and pure, and are enviable."
Kong Hanan snorted coldly in his heart.
Your Dahongpao has ruined my look. I envy you so much.
Huh? No, this old ghost is already dead.
Perhaps because the old emperor took over the conversation, Zhong Kui became bolder. He pointed behind him and asked the old emperor.
"Your Majesty, those zombies... their souls...?"
Now that he has obtained the promise of Hades, he has considered himself a member of the underworld.
From the Five Thieves, he heard about the many duties of the underworld, one of which was catching ghosts and guiding souls.
Since they're all going to die anyway, why not let it go for free?
The old emperor shook his dragon robe, and a nine-clawed golden dragon spitted out clouds and mist above it, and a human figure appeared and disappeared beside its mouth.
The old emperor smiled mysteriously.
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