After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

"Who made our little sixty-year-old boy so angry and angry like this?"

The old voice sounded instantly.

Everyone, including Zhang Ze, looked at the luminous lamp. Xiao Liuzi was stunned at first, and then his angry tone turned into surprise.

"Master Ten!"

"Master Ten."

"It's Master Shi who's woken up."

Not only Xiaoliuzi, but also the battlefield ghosts Ajiu, Siniang, Xiaoshi and other ghosts followed closely and spoke out.

Even Zhang Zed glanced sideways, the sleepiness swept away from his face, and what appeared was a smile:

"Master Shi, wake up."

The luminous lamp lit up, and the figure known as Master Shi appeared in front of the corpse ancestor and other ghosts.

It looks like an ancient robe from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The color of the robe is like leaves, with a darker green color. The robe is so long that it drags on the ground.

Just looking at the clothes looks very contemporary.

With the crutch he is leaning on, he looks even more old and ancient. In fact, it is more like a branch than a crutch. It looks curved, but the whole thing is still straight. The head of the crutch has branches like branches, with green branches and leaves. .

Not just a cane.

There are also branches growing on both sides of Master Shi's old head, which look like two horns. They have the spectacular power of deer antlers and the shocking power of dragon horns, full of traces of time.

Except.

Its face is old, its skin is as old as tree bark, and there are faint bark-like lines under the skin.

Just looking at Shi Ye for the first time, it seems that vicissitudes of life, longevity, eternity, eternity and other words describing ancient times can be found in its appearance and characteristics.

"I have seen your Majesty."

The vicissitudes of old man bowed to Zhang Ze. The etiquette was the ancient etiquette of Daxia.

Zhang Ze nodded lightly: "Master Ten, you woke up quite early this time. You have only slept for more than three months."

"I can't be the one who disturbed Master Ten." Xiao Liuzi came to the treetop where Master Ten was holding the cane, and his childish tone was rare and well-behaved.

It should be said that Uncle Asan is quite prestigious and majestic among the ghosts.

Then the Tenth Master is respected in the eyes of all the ghosts, just like a junior seeing a respected elder.

"No, it's just that I'm older and like to sleep, but I don't sleep for long each time." Master Shi said cheerfully, "It's just that I heard someone talking about old age while I was sleeping, and I woke up a little bit."

As it spoke, it seemed to feel something, and noticed the Zombie Ancestor and the Fengmen Village zombies.

Suddenly.

Master Shi said softly: "Two new family members have arrived, and one is the one who bestowed the name. I'm really sorry. I often sleep and didn't notice. Let me add a welcome now."

Zombie Ancestor and Fengmen Village zombies waved their hands one after another.

The feeling that Master Shi gave them was too ancient. Even if there was no previous mention of Master Shi, they could clearly feel the antiquity revealed by Master Shi at the first glance.

Can't help it.

Zombie Ancestor and Fengmen Village zombies looked at Zhang Ze and then at Master Ten.

How did Zhang Ze surrender to such an ancient existence, and how could he even make the tenth master call himself an old slave?

They were so curious that they didn't have time to ask.

at this time.

After a brief greeting, Master Shi continued to ask Xiao Liuzi his previous questions.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Liu, were you discussing something just now? Why are you still angry?"

When Xiao Liuzi heard this, he immediately told the whole story.

"So that's it." Master Shi stretched out his wrinkled old hand like tree bark and touched Xiao Liuzi's head kindly: "No wonder our little Liuzi is so angry."

"That's right. You must be angry if I replace you, Master Ten. Not only does this mean that you don't look down on Ah Jiu, but you also don't look upon us. You even look down on your Majesty."

As he said that, Xiao Liuzi stretched out his cute little tentacles and pointed at Ah Jiu, the ghost and god on the battlefield:

"Ajiu, what's going on over there now?"

"They are under my control." Ah Jiu, the battlefield ghost god, hummed, his eyes looking in the distant direction.

now.

The balcony of the apartment where Chen Yuewen lives.

In addition to Zhang Yajun, Chen Yuewen and Zhou Zhou were also there, and the three of them were staring at the balcony intently.

Not long ago.

Zhang Yajun came back from working overtime again. She brought back some barbecue snacks. She planned to have some late-night snacks with her best friends and watch TV series to decompress, but there was a knock on the balcony.

You must know that this is on the tenth floor, and it is impossible for anyone to climb up, but at this moment there is a knock on the door, and the words "asking for a seal" that Zhang Yajun will never forget are heard.

Zhang Yajun and the others were frightened.

However, the fright did not last more than half a second. A purple flame suddenly lit up between Zhang Yajun's eyebrows, and instantly turned into a big hand condensed with will-o'-the-wisps, and directly grabbed the three weasels who came to ask for the seal.

"Stop controlling yourself and just kill him. Do you really think we are easy to bully?"

Xiao Liuzi learned about Zhang Yayun's situation from Ajiu's mouth and directly made suggestions.

Its voice is as tender as a child's.

What he said was chilling.

Ah Jiu, the battlefield ghost god, did not respond and looked in Zhang Ze's direction with questioning eyes.

It has never forgotten that Zhang Ze told him not to make too much noise. Even though the older generation at the Supernatural Exchange Conference have noticed Uncle Asan, it does not mean that they know about Zhang Ze.

But if the weasel is killed, it will inevitably cause a chain reaction if the other party is really related to the head of the Huang family.

"Act as you wish."

Zhang Ze yawned and replied lightly:

"You are my ghosts, not my puppets. You don't have to ask me about anything. You can do whatever you want. Even if you do something wrong and get into trouble, it doesn't matter. I will support you unconditionally no matter how happy you are."

Having said this, he swept away the ghosts, pulled the quilt and lay down, and said leisurely:

"My ghosts don't need to be afraid of anything, as long as you think it's right."

A simple sentence.

But it was like a drum beating in the ears of the ghosts and in the hearts of the Zombie Ancestor and the zombies in Fengmen Village. Both of them were shocked.

overbearing?

No.

This is not Zhang Ze being overbearing.

This is his guardianship of ghosts. He gives his ghosts the power to do whatever they want. As long as it is not harmful to nature, he will stand behind them as the 'lord'.

"Yes! Please follow your Majesty's wishes."

Whether it was Xiao Liuzi, Ah Jiu or Siniang, the ghosts and gods on the battlefield, even Master Shi happily raised his hands and spoke in unison.

The two newcomers, Zombie Ancestor and Fengmen Village Zombie, also followed the ghosts and saluted. They were deeply shocked at this moment, and they felt a sudden sense of joy in their hearts at this moment... Surrendering to Zhang Ze was right, it was this The best decision of your life.

"Then go and kill him." Xiao Liuzi suggested.

The battlefield ghost Ah Jiu nodded, obviously agreeing with Xiao Liuzi's opinion, and it was not as calm as it appeared, but also suppressed a surge of anger.

It is a battlefield ghost and god born in ancient battlefields. It is a ghost formed by the resentment and anger of countless soldiers. It has never been tricked by a few weasels.

"I'll go take a look with you."

Master Shi interrupted Ah Jiu, the ghost god on the battlefield, to take action. His weathered face showed kindness:

"Old man has some connection with those little guys from the Huang family. Take him to see if they are direct descendants of the Huang family. Don't let them incite a relationship just because of their lies."

After saying that, Master Shi stroked his long willow-like beard on his chin, as if recalling a certain memory, and said cheerfully:

"Weasels have always told lies. In ancient times, those little guys from the Huang family often lied to the old man."

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