Chapter 476 Hu Shanxiang Chapter 1
Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes peacefully in the company of his wife and children.
"call--!"
Suddenly, an inexplicable suction force pulled him down. Zhu Zhanji suddenly opened his eyes and found that he seemed to have come to a completely unfamiliar place.
Before he could become alert, someone suddenly patted him from behind. The familiar force made his heart jump. With mixed feelings, he slowly turned his head.
"This little monkey has really brought shame to our family. He is worthy of being my grandson, Zhu Di!"
The person before him was both familiar and unfamiliar. His features were familiar, but his age was unfamiliar. The old man who had been a head full of white hair in his memory now looked like he was in the prime of his life, full of vigor and vitality.
It is the younger version of Zhu Di.
"Dad, please wait for me."
At this moment, another figure emerged from behind Zhu Di. The chubby Zhu Gaochi was still slow even if he turned into a ghost, always one step behind his father.
Zhu Di rolled his eyes at him impatiently and said, "Boss, eat less tribute during festivals. Even if you become a ghost, you won't be able to float smoothly."
Zhu Zhanji, who was just about to rush over and hold his father's chubby hands with surprise, paused: "...Grandpa, were you talking about ghosts?"
"What else? If you were alive and could see us, it would be chaos."
Zhu Di grabbed his grandson's wrist, looking very impatient: "Let's go, let's go. That official from the underworld insisted that the three of us must get together before we can go to the afterlife to take a look. Your father and I have been waiting for this meal. I have been so bored that I have taken turns beating up those barbarians next door three times."
Zhu Zhanji was confused by what he heard and had to look to his father for help.
Zhu Gaochi simply explained to him as they walked.
After death, these emperors had two options: reincarnation based on their life's achievements, or remaining in the underworld. These were generally divided by dynasty, with those from the same dynasty staying together. However, periods of great chaos like the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms were a different matter.
In short, Zhu Gaochi naturally had no idea what happened after Zhu Di stepped down. He only knew that after he stepped down, his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang would allocate a separate piece of territory from the Ming Dynasty to them.
Of course, it is impossible not to give it. It is obvious to the naked eye that all the emperors who came after the Ming Dynasty were from Zhu Di's lineage.
Later, just when Zhu Di and his son were getting bored waiting, it happened that the Yuan Dynasty was next to the Ming Dynasty, so Zhu Di simply followed his father's example and continued to tease others whenever he had nothing to do.
Maybe it was because the Ming Dynasty had a buff that suppressed the Yuan Dynasty, but in any case, Zhu Di had a pretty good time fighting.
Two days ago, when they were about to find some fun again, a hideous-looking official suddenly came to their door and said that there was a "new project" that would allow them to experience "watching future movies" and see the future Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di was now in high spirits, but even after the money was paid, he said they had to wait until the next emperor arrived, and at least four people had to be gathered before they could "set off"?
Fortunately, Zhu Di later learned that his eldest grandson would not live for many days, and sure enough, after waiting for three days, the monkey cub was born.
"The future Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but look expectant. From his great-grandfather's founding to the diligent efforts of three generations of his family, who had left behind such a vast legacy, and his successor, Qi Yu, whose talents were no less than his own, the Ming Dynasty had prospered for at least five generations. As long as his descendants weren't too unrealistic, even if the Ming Dynasty couldn't last a thousand years, it could at least surpass the Zhou Dynasty by eight hundred years, right?
What would the Ming Dynasty be like at that time?
Zhu Zhanji decided to take a good look and tell Shanxiang about it when she came down.
The three ghosts hurried over and saw a strong male ghost in his forties floating in front of a towering palace door, his arms folded. Sensing movement behind him, the ghost turned his head and saw the three of them, and snorted heavily.
The three ghosts of Zhu Di, his grandfather and his grandson shuddered subconsciously.
"father……!"
Zhu Di walked over with his head held high, but when he saw his old father raising his hand, he subconsciously turned his head away. His expression was exactly the same as the actions of Zhu Gaochi and his three brothers when they hid from Zhu Di.
"Is this our great-grandson Zhanji?"
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even glance at his son. Instead, he spoke to Zhu Gaochi in a much softer tone. Gaochi quickly and obediently floated over and bowed, "Yes, this is my grandson's eldest son, Zhu Zhanji. Zhanji, come here and let grandpa take a good look at you."
To be honest, Zhu Zhanji had never met his great-grandfather, the first grassroots emperor in the world. Now that he had seen him in person, he understood why his grandfather had been so anxious in his later years, afraid to meet his father when he arrived.
My grandfather was already an invincible emperor on horseback, but my great-grandfather's power was far greater than mine. When one glanced at him, one would think they had arrived in the Avici Hell of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
But perhaps due to blood ties, Zhu Zhanji didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He imitated his father and walked forward obediently. But his great-grandfather grabbed his shoulders and looked him up and down:
"Not bad, but he doesn't look as blessed as your father. He looks like a monkey with a pointed chin, just like the fourth brother."
"Hey, Grandpa, it's getting late, why don't we go in quickly?"
Zhu Gaochi had a slight smile on his face. Seeing his father next to him secretly glancing over here with his mouth open but unable to speak, he smiled rather unkindly in his heart. But after all, he was his father, so Zhu Gaochi was still very protective of him. He hurriedly took his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang's hand and the two of them walked in first.
"Your father has someone to back him up now... Let's go together."
Zhu Zhanji suspected that he was wrong about Zhu Di's tone, and felt a little sour. When his grandfather glanced at him, Zhu Zhanji quickly tied up his hands and was dragged inside by his grandfather.
Inside the hall, there was only a long corridor with several doors on each side. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Gaochi had already floated to the front, and the two ghosts hurried to catch up, finally stopping in front of a door with a sign saying [YS Plane 800].
"This is it."
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little nervous now. He rubbed his face, grabbed the door handle with both hands, took a deep breath, and pushed hard.
"Please take a seat now that you're here. We'll be starting the show soon."
Inside the doorway, it was pitch black, with only the faint glow of the person speaking. He was holding a plate with a few black objects on it.
"These are the high-tech 4D glasses included in your package. They're completely different from the ones you see in real life. Wearing them will give you a truly immersive experience."
The man pointed at his glasses. The four ghosts picked them up and figured it out after a moment. They put the black glasses in front of their eyes and felt their vision dimmed.
"It won't work until we turn on the screen."
The fluorescent man guided them to their seats. Zhu Yuanzhang sat in the middle seat without hesitation, and did not forget to pull his eldest grandson and great-grandson to sit on his left and right.
Zhu Zhanji looked at his grandfather hesitantly, not knowing whether he should stop or not.
"Why don't I just stand. I'm actually not too tired since I just died."
"Just sit down if I tell you to. Grandpa will sit next to you."
Zhu Di pushed his eldest grandson down and sat down next to him.
They are all old ghosts who have been dead for so many years, who still cares about these empty things.
"Okay, we're seated, you guys can go now."
The four of them sat in a row, looking with great anticipation at the huge... uh, I think it was called a "screen"?
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