King Zhou owed too many sins, and this alone was far from enough to pay back his debts.

King Zhou stood up slowly, and his physical pain was no longer concerned. What really made him sad was his current down-and-out appearance.

What he didn't notice was that fewer and fewer people were on the way. He was now frightened and at a loss.

I don’t know how long it took, but King Zhou suddenly felt weak all over and had a cramped stomach.

He hasn't experienced this feeling for thousands of years, but it is not unfamiliar with him. This is the instinct of the human body and his desire for food and survival.

He came back to his senses and looked around. It was getting late at this time and he did not see any place to eat.

After walking a long way, he discovered a house that looked like an inn. After discovering that house, he immediately rushed there.

At this time, she no longer had much qualifications to be picky, even though he still couldn't react from the drastic identity change.

However, his instinctive desire for survival still made him walk to the front of the room and knocked hard on the door: "Is there anyone inside?"

King Zhou didn't hear any sound, and knocked hard again impatiently.

There was only a "creaking" sound, and the door was opened, and a strange man with disheveled hair only showed half of his face.

"Unclerdom, why don't you let me in!"

As soon as King Zhou finished speaking, he heard a bang and the door was closed directly.

King Zhou was stunned. Only then did he realize that no one cares about his identity now, or in other words, no one knows his identity anymore.

King Zhou had no choice but to feel so uncomfortable when he came from his stomach that he could only knock on the door again.

After a while, the door was opened again. This time, only half of the face was exposed.

King Zhou, at this time, he was much more polite: "I want to find some food, and it is best to have a place to rest."

The strange man looked at King Zhou and then opened the door completely. King Zhou, who was already tired and hungry, immediately approached the room.

Facing him was a long and narrow corridor, which could only allow one person to pass through, and there were several doors on both sides of the corridor.

For some reason, King Zhou, who had become an ordinary person at this moment, felt an inexplicable depression, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although King Zhou thought this place was a bit strange, he no longer cared about it at all.

He didn't think too much, and walked directly into the corridor. The weird guy followed behind him... and did he mean to stop King Zhou.

He had just walked past the first room and heard the "squeak" sound coming from the room.

King Zhou turned around and looked at the strange man behind him and asked in a deep voice: "Is there anyone else here?"

The weirdo nodded: "There are others."

After the weirdo finished speaking, he took the initiative to walk in front of King Zhou and lead the way.

"If you want to rest here, just shut your mouth and don't ask."

King Zhou's face changed, but he finally endured it. What he had experienced before was quite a blow, and his mentality also changed a lot.

The weird man took King Zhou and walked in the corridor for a while, then stopped at the end of the corridor, and there was a door on King Zhou's left hand.

The door was covered in a false sense, and you could see a few black shadows through the crack of the door. King Zhou looked at it curiously for a few more times, but the door suddenly slammed.

King Zhou's face turned even more ugly. The weirdo didn't care about him, but pushed open the door to his right, "Sleep here for one night today and pay for the room tomorrow morning."

King Zhou couldn't understand it, but he didn't say anything nonsense. He never knew what housing money was.

"Give me some food." King Zhou said, instructing.

After entering this room, King Zhou didn't want to say anything. For him, such changes were too fast and too uncomfortable. He didn't want to speak, and the weird guy ignored him.

Even now, his mind is still in a daze. The existence of the judge of death is too unfamiliar to him.

The furniture in the room is very simple. For fans who watch the live broadcast, it is just a normal situation for a cheap hotel.

But for King Zhou, this is completely unfamiliar and incomprehensible.

When he was hesitating and not knowing what to do, a "wow" sound suddenly came from the quiet room.

The door was pulled open, and one hand reached in, holding a tray on it, and there was all kinds of food on it.

Before King Zhou could speak, the door was pulled up again.

King Zhou was so hungry that he picked up a steamed bun and started eating it voraciously.

He had eaten too many delicacies from the mountains and seas before, and the taste of the wine pond and meat forest is still vivid in his mind.

But he is so hungry now that he has no right to be picky.

After eating, King Zhou sat on the torn sofa. Although he didn't know what it was, he could still tell that it was for sitting.

He was too tired and had no time to think about too much. He was just an ordinary person now, and he was still an ordinary person who had just been humiliated.

So, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

And at this time, the cold wind outside was howling.

In the dark, an invisible force enveloped the place where modern and ancient times intertwined, the cold breath eroded.

King Zhou raised his hand and began to struggle weakly. He was like a person who fell into the water, hoping to find a life-saving straw.

King Zhou suddenly woke up from his dream, panic and at a loss. For him, what was happening now was too difficult to bear.

A noisy laughter sounded in his ears, which seemed extremely harsh in the darkness, making him unable to continue to sleep peacefully.

King Zhou was very angry, and his courage was more of the unspeakable pain in his heart. He never knew that when he became an ordinary person, he would be so powerless in everything.

Even if he just wanted to have a good night's sleep now, King Zhou thought of the judgment of death. But he didn't know what he wanted to do to contact the judge of death.

He began to regret it now, but regret now is useless.

The harsh laughter had not stopped yet, and it seemed that it was not intended to stop.

This was an unbearable thing for King Zhou, so he opened the door to the room.
Chapter completed!