Often, lyrics are written like this:

Carrying the colorful clouds home,
Watching the moon fall down,
Accompanying you to see the meteor shower.

This is a method of exaggeration, more so, an artistic symbol;

What you can’t get is always the most beautiful, and once this symbolic thing is turned into reality, it may not be so beautiful.

For example, really going to see a meteor shower together,

And then the meteor shower smashes down on your head...

But at this moment,

A person walks in front,

A round moon follows behind,

A small figure,

Paired with a blood moon that, although shrunken in size, still seems incredibly exaggerated,

Forms a visually striking contrast.

But still, the person walks in front,

The moon follows behind,

Like a man walking ahead,

With a delicate and slightly shy little wife following behind;

Treading carefully, not daring to go to the front, nor daring to fall too far behind, just following at the right distance.

Walking,

Walking,

Walking,

Hell is vast,

But the speed of this person and moon is by no means slow.

Finally,

A large canyon appeared in front of them.

Zhou Ze stopped,

He was a little tired,

This feeling of fatigue came very naturally,

Like having to rest and sleep when the time comes.

He could continue to force himself for a while, and most people have similar experiences, gritting their teeth and holding on for a little longer.

But Ying Gou was unwilling to treat himself so poorly.

On his shoulder,

He carried a bright yellow thing that looked like old ginseng.

He reached out and grabbed it,

Taking a bite.

"Crunch,"

A little crunchy,

It tasted like sugarcane when chewed, a little sweet, but all of it could be swallowed.

"Is it necessary to be so extravagant?"

Boss Zhou's voice rang out.

Zhou Ze paused,

Then pretended not to hear because of a bad signal,

"Crunch,"

He took another bite.

"Hiss..."

After the second bite,

Zhou Ze suddenly reached out and grabbed his chest,

His heart,

Ached so much he couldn't breathe.

You don't pay attention to him, but you can still empathize with him.

This feeling,

Easily makes people depressed.

Like when fighting,

It's embarrassing but you have to shout out those "newspaper coffee with sugar" phrases.

You want to block it, but you can't sever it.

Because he's not another soul in the same body as you,

He and you are in the same soul!

"Don't... embarrass me."

Zhou Ze's eyes were slightly red as he warned.

"Hiss..."

Heartache,

Heartache,

Increasingly heartache.

This reluctance and entanglement,

Was truly heart-wrenching.

Maybe this was karma, just like when Boss Zhou was in life, Ying Gou would pop out from time to time.

Zhou Ze took two deep breaths, frowned, but had to say:

"Okay... I won't eat anymore."

The feeling of heartache was relieved.

Zhou Ze started moving forward again,

Pretending that nothing had happened,

The blood moon behind him also pretended not to have seen anything.

He walked to the foot of the mountain,

He walked up the mountain,

He walked to the top of the mountain.

Standing on the summit,

Overlooking the palace suspended in the center of the canyon.

He had promised the old monkey to send that one down together, and regardless of whether the old monkey was afraid of the dark, since he had promised, he would definitely do it.

As for waiting for a suitable opportunity, as for waiting for some time in the future, as for saying that a gentleman takes ten years to exact revenge,

Those, for Ying Gou,

Did not exist.

If Yama orders you to die at the third watch,

Then he would let Yama die first.

Zhou Ze straightened his body,

The blood moon behind him remained obediently in place.

"This is what... I promised you."

The blood moon began to tremble,

A year and a half ago,

This man appeared in Hell,

And then summoned it down,

Using it as a mallet,

Smashing city walls and people,

Forcing it to lose a lot of weight.

Then this man just left,

Left,

Left...

Left!

Fortunately,

It didn't wait long,

This man,

Was back again!

The reason it had willingly let itself be used as a mallet,

Was to get an official title!

"Today, I bestow upon you an official title!"

Zhou Ze said solemnly.

The blood moon trembled even more violently.

"I grant you authority over the Netherworld, to oversee Hell for ten thousand years!"

The conferring of titles,

Does not depend on strength,

But on the level of status and position.

It's a bit like,

A beggar on the side of the road telling you that you are a martial arts prodigy who is hard to come by in a century and then recommending the *Xiang Long Shi Ba Zhang* (Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms) to you,

Or a high-ranking official visiting your home and holding your hand in front of the camera, saying that this child is very smart and will definitely be successful in the future,

Are these two,

The same?

In today's Hell,

It's really hard to find someone with a higher status and seniority than Ying Gou.

A streak of blood began to sublimate from the blood moon, rising upwards, wanting to ascend, wanting to hang in the sky forever and ever.

This was its pursuit,

Its aspiration,

And its mission for itself,

And now,

Having obtained this man's recognition,

The road ahead, for it, was now smooth.

Zhou Ze raised his hand,

And said:

"Don't rush."

The blood moon's sublimation was paused,

Indeed,

There was no hurry,

If this person still needed it.

Of course,

It could probably guess what this person needed it to do,

To be a mallet again!

But now,

It was willing to be a mallet.

Zhou Ze's gaze fell on the palace below again,

And then,

He opened his palm,

And raised his hand.

The blood moon began to float upwards,

Floating above Zhou Ze's palm.

From afar, it looked

Like a person was holding up the moon.

...

King Chujiang had just returned to the yang realm, his true self remaining in the depths of his palace in Hell, only a divided soul going up.

It was a bit like a person going to a foreign forum to hang out via the Internet, and then getting into an argument and getting their account banned.

But to be honest, it didn't hurt the foundation.

This kind of thing,

In the yang realm,

Most people have experienced it,

But this time,

King Chujiang encountered a very serious guy,

So serious,

That the jibe of "going over the network cable to beat you"

Actually became a reality!

Ying Gou was here,

Zhou Ze was here,

Saying he would take your life,

And never wait until the next day.

The old monkey's contribution, the head of the enforcement team's suicide, provided two good rations for Ying Gou.

What's more,

The dragon vein turned into old ginseng was still hanging on Zhou Ze's shoulder,

Tired,

Take a bite,

Sleepy,

Also take a bite.

Want to eat it,

Also take a bite,

Mouth is idle,

Still take a bite.

A typical beggar not leaving overnight leftovers,

But this in itself is a life attitude.

The matter of the moon going down again had caused a great stir throughout Hell.

It was especially obvious on King Songdi's side, as the only city that had been hit by the moon, they had the most personal experience of this kind of thing.

Like the reaction of the citizens of Hiroshima and Nagasaki every time nuclear threats are mentioned.

But now,

The one most directly feeling the fear,

Was the entire staff of the Second Palace.

They saw the moon, which was usually high above them and seemed extremely distant,

Suddenly at this moment,

Actually appeared above their heads,

So close,

That it seemed like they could touch it if they jumped hard enough.

This suppression,

This panic,

Was difficult to describe in words.

An even more chaotic loss of order began to appear,

Far exceeding the previous tremor from the depths of the palace.

Countless wronged souls were wailing in the small hells, they lived like dogs, but they also had the sensitivity of dogs;

They sensed that disaster was coming and began to wail and riot frantically.

And the original staff of the Second Palace, at this time, had lost the mind to suppress the various small hells, and a sense of panic began to sweep through their bodies.

At this time,

They were too busy saving their own lives,

How could they have the mind to pay attention to their work and responsibilities?

With the building about to collapse,

The collapse of order,

Was inevitable.

Figures began to flee from the palace, and among them, there were actually judges.

If it were in the past, or two years ago, this kind of thing would have been impossible.

The majesty of the netherworld, and the retribution from the Yama Kings, was enough to prevent anyone from acting recklessly in this situation.

But precisely because of the example of King Songdi's city a year and a half ago,

That time,

How many officials died!

That time,

King Songdi was also in the city!

But what was the use?

Running away, panic, rushing, chaotic.

Zhou Ze stood above,

Watching the chaos below.

He was waiting,

Waiting for that one to come out.

He knew that one was inside now,

He also knew that one would definitely come out.

Eight purple-belt judges took the lead in flying out of the palace,

Directly welcoming the moon.

At this time,

Their actions did stabilize a lot of people,

Many other judges began to come up together,

People who were originally planning to run away or were running away also stopped.

Perhaps,

This time,

It would be different from the time of King Songdi's city?

At least,

This blood moon,

Was much smaller!

However,

When the figure of a man on the mountain suddenly appeared,

And stomped down on the eight honorable purple-belt judges who were rushing up,

Four of the eight purple-belts,

Exploded directly,

And the remaining four also had large-scale soul body collapses,

Like purple meteors falling.

Falling together,

Was the courage that the entire Second Palace had finally mustered.

"Run!"

"Flee!"

So,

The yang realm and the yin realm are really similar.

People in the yang realm are afraid of death, and the ghosts in the yin realm do not all understand sacrificing themselves for righteousness.

Especially before a great disaster, everyone's reaction is really no different.

Finally,

A majestic figure wearing a purple python robe rose from the palace,

Without a huge dharma body,

But the aura of a Yama King came down overwhelmingly.

Zhou Ze stood on the mountain,

Quietly watching that one fly up.

King Chujiang's eyes were fixed on Ying Gou,

He really couldn't believe,

This one,

Actually came to Hell again,

And without saying a word,

After destroying his divided soul and dharma body in the yang realm,

He chased all the way here!

Absurd,

Ridiculous,

But it really happened.

Perhaps it was because he was relatively "young" compared to the other party,

So there was a big generation gap in the way people from that era acted?

King Chujiang's eyes flashed with cold light,

And he spoke:

"I know you're waiting for me to come out, now I'm out, tell me, what are your requirements..."

"No... requirements."

"Then why are you holding it up and waiting here for so long? You must have something to say to me, I said in the yang realm that we can actually talk..."

Zhou Ze took a step back,

And said calmly:

"I just think that seeing you get smashed makes me feel better."

"..." King Chujiang.

After speaking,

As Zhou Ze retreated,

He casually pointed forward,

The huge blood moon,

Fell in an instant!

"Boom!"