Normally, people don't know what their back looks like, but Xie Lian is different. He is very familiar with his back.

When Xianle Kingdom was destroyed, people burned eight thousand prince palaces, toppled all the prince statues, stole the gems on the sword handles, and scraped off the gold on the clothes to vent their anger. But they still couldn't get rid of their hatred, so some people gradually came up with a new idea, which was to create this kind of kneeling stone statue.

They made a statue of the Crown Prince, who they had worshipped so highly, kneel down and confess his sins, and placed it in crowded places, advocating that people could get rid of bad luck by spitting or whipping the wooden statue as they passed by. Or, they could go one step further and make it kneel down and kowtow, using it as a threshold for thousands of people to step on. In the 10 to 20 years after Xianle destroyed the country, these stone statues could be seen in many towns and villages. How could Xie Lian not be familiar with what his back looked like when he knelt down?

At this moment, a young man's voice said, "Pei Su, this little mangy dog, hugged Pei the stud's dog leg and climbed up to the sky. He really thinks he is so powerful. Now he is just an exiled stray dog. If he dares to ruin my business, I will make sure that no one will dare to collect his body even if he is dried by the wind!"

The person hasn't arrived yet, but the scolding has arrived first. Xie Lian looked sideways, and saw a man in a green shirt walking in. For some trivial reason, Xie Lian couldn't help but look at the top of his head at first glance. Seeing that he was wearing a mask and there was no light on his head, he was slightly disappointed. A group of green-clothed ghosts surrounded the green-clothed man, like a circle of candles surrounding a person in the middle. Presumably, this is one of the four legendary evils in the ghost world, the green ghost Qi Rong.

From the first time Nan Feng mentioned Qi Rong's name, Xie Lian had been interested, wondering if this "Qi Rong" was the Qi Rong he knew. But because of the conventional idea that demons and ghosts would conceal their real names and hide their past lives, he felt that they might not be the same person, but just used the same pseudonym. However, now it seems that he is 80% sure. Because, if it wasn't the Qi Rong he knew, how could there be another Qi Rong who was so obsessed with the kneeling prince statue? When he spoke, why did his voice sound a little familiar?

The group of green-clothed ghosts surrounded Qi Rong and shouted "King". Xie Lian heard what they said. It turned out that Qi Rong had sent a few of his trusted followers to the ghost market, but they failed to cause trouble and were beaten to ashes by Hua Cheng. So he prepared to fight again. Who knew that before he could send out the second round, he met the exiled Pei Su on the road. Although Pei Su was now banished to the human world, he was once a priest and had nothing else to do. He just cleaned up a group of them when he met them, and was beaten to ashes again.

After losing two of his trusted aides in a short period of time, Qi Rong flew into a rage upon hearing the news, cursing: "Like ancestors, like descendants. Pei Ming, this dog stud with a sore in his genitals, should have his and Pei Su's rotten dicks chopped off and hung in front of their temple. Whoever worships them will be like them, with pus oozing from every step!"

Xie Lian felt like covering his ears when he heard this. They were both curses, but Feng Xin cursed in a way that was unbearable to the ear when he was excited. However, no matter how bad his curses were, it was obvious that he was just being angry and had no real intention of cursing. Qi Rong's curses were different. It left no doubt in his heart that he really hoped that the person he cursed would die as dirty as he cursed. He was not afraid to attack the person in any way, which was simply obscene.

The group of young devils in green clothes echoed loudly. Qi Rong probably thought of the capable subordinate he had promoted, and said, "It's a pity that Xuan Ji, such a strong-willed and good woman, was caught by this shameless Pei family idiot and suffered a great injustice, and she has not been rescued until now!"

Xie Lian didn't agree with what he heard. Even though Xuan Ji had her pitiful side, it wasn't like what they said, as if it was all General Pei's fault. After all, she was the one who took the initiative to abduct the dozen brides, and she was the one who killed them. She was a strong-willed person, but she was a good woman. Xie Lian couldn't agree with what he said before, that Xiao Pei ascended to heaven by relying on General Pei's thigh. After so many years of ups and downs, there was one thing he dared to say: Those who have ability may not necessarily ascend to heaven; but those who ascended to heaven must have his ability. If one has no strength, no matter how much he asks for help, he can't pass the heavenly tribulation, and at most he can only make do with a "fellow priest". Although Xie Lian and Pei Su didn't have much interaction, he could see that Xiao Pei's martial arts was slightly better than Lang Qianqiu. However, how capable one is does not mean how high one's status is. Luck is also one of the factors, otherwise Pei Su should have been separated from his own temple.

However, Qi Rong did not consider these. He cursed loudly, as if there was no one in heaven or on earth that he did not want to curse to death. He called Pei Ming a rotten stud, Xiao Pei a clinger, Jun Wu a hypocrite, Ling Wen a dead bitch, Lang Qianqiu an idiot, Quan Yizhen a piece of shit, the water master a black heart, and the wind master a bitch - he probably didn't know that Shi Qingxuan was actually a man. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Xie Lian simply couldn't imagine how a person could have so many grievances. In the end, he focused on cursing Hua Cheng and the low-key Black Water Boat for daring to look down on him. They were just two absolutes, and one day he would make them kneel to him. Because he couldn't imagine such an unrealistic fantasy scene, Xie Lian should have been angry, but unfortunately he only felt funny and couldn't help but glance at Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng himself didn't react much, but his eyes were still fixed on the kneeling stone statue. Finally, thank God, Qi Rong seemed to be relieved from the scolding, and changed the subject, saying: "How is the thing I asked you to do last time? Did Quan Yizhen and Pei the stud fight?"

As he spoke, he slumped back and sat on the gorgeous bench. He lifted his feet and put his boots on the shoulders of the stone statue. He actually treated the stone statue as his foot.

Xie Lian had been holding onto Hua Cheng's arm, and when he felt him take a small step forward, he quickly pulled him back. But he felt that just holding back wasn't enough, so he wrote another word on his palm: "Thank you."

Hua Cheng recognized the word and first lowered his head to look at him. Xie Lian's eyes were full of gratitude, thanking him for his kindness. Then, he shook his head gently and wrote a "listen" and a "sky" on his palm.

From what Qi Rong said, it seemed that he had sent someone to do something that was related to the two priests in the heaven, and it was not a good thing. Xie Lian had to listen to it. As for the statue being used as a stepping stone, he thought that it was nothing, because it was just a piece of stone, not really him. Although he only wrote three short words, as soon as their eyes met, Xie Lian knew that Hua Cheng understood what he meant. Hua Cheng slowly clenched his hands and turned his head, and the expression on his face could not be seen.

A young devil in green clothes said, "According to what our king said, we have long spread the news in the west that Pei Ming wants to support Pei Su to become the Western Martial God. Now that the matter is getting bigger and bigger, we took this as an excuse to disguise ourselves as believers of Qiying Temple and smashed more than a hundred Mingguang Temples in the north. No one suspected anything. Hahaha! You don't know, many believers are really stupid. When they saw us smashing things, they also joined in the smashing!"

Qi Rong said approvingly: "Keep adding fuel to the fire! Quan Yi is really patient, I don't believe Pei Zhongma can still tolerate it!"

Regardless of whether what they spread was a rumor or not, such malicious rumors were originally malicious, not to mention that they disguised themselves as humans and destroyed the temple, which was a bad thing that damaged people's merits and virtues. It was no wonder that the priests in the upper heaven said that Qi Rong was not very capable but very annoying. Xie Lian secretly took note: "If there is a chance later, let Jun Wu know, and be careful that the two priests are trying to sow discord."

Qi Rong finished his words and lay back, resting his long legs on the stone statue's shoulders. The ghosts knew what to do, and came to the crowd to pick and choose. The child in the team was about ten years old, not very sensible, blinking his big eyes, and kept pulling his father's clothes. He was scared and kept pulling. The young man's face was pale, and he kept trembling, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." However, he was scared to death.

A young devil in green clothes saw the boy and showed joy on his face. He stretched out his arm to grab him. The young man screamed "Ah" and jumped up. Before he knew what he was going to do, Xie Lian moved slightly. At this moment, he felt a figure flash by his side. Looking back, Hua Cheng stood out.

Since he came to find Qing Gui, he should take off his disguise when he saw Qi Rong. Xie Lianhao had no doubt that he could kill everyone here with his own strength and no one could stop him. However, Hua Cheng did not transform into his original form, but still wore the skin of an ordinary boy and walked forward slowly.

Several young devils in green clothes showed their weapons and said alertly, "Stop! What are you doing out here?!"

Qi Rong crossed his legs and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this kid? Capture him."

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "The Xianle royal family is here, don't you plan to show some respect?"

Hearing this, not only Qi Rong, but even Xie Lian was stunned.

After a moment, Qi Rong stood up suddenly, and grunted under the mask, as if he was laughing out of anger: "How dare you! You come to joke like this in front of me?! Tell me, what kind of Xianle royal family are you from? Which branch?!"

Hua Cheng said calmly: "King Anle."

Suddenly, Xie Lian felt the Lang Qianqiu tumbler in his arms seem to struggle and tilt a little.

Prince Anle was a descendant of the Xianle royal family of the same generation as Lang Qianqiu. Prince Anle himself was considered a friend of Lang Qianqiu.

Qi Rong's grim smile came from under the mask: "King Anle? I think you are looking for death! Who told you to come here to cause trouble? Didn't the person who asked you to come here to supplement your history books? King Anle is the only remaining bloodline of the Xianle royal family, but this branch has long been extinct! Who the hell are you? How dare you pretend to be a member of the Xianle royal family in front of me?"

Hua Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Dead? How did they die?"

Qi Rong shouted, "Capture him! Capture this weird guy!"

At the command, dozens of green-clothed ghosts rushed in from all sides of the cave, shouting and yelling. Amid the chaos of the demons, Hua Cheng smiled slightly.

The previous moment, his face was as if a breeze had passed through it, and the next moment, a layer of severe frost covered his expression. He did not see how his figure moved, and in an instant he appeared behind Qi Rong.

He grabbed Qi Rong's head with one hand, just like grabbing a ball for a child to play with, and slapped it down, saying: "Who the hell are you? How dare you seek death in front of me!"

There was a loud bang, and in front of the gorgeous long seat, sand and stones flew and smoke and dust rolled. Xie Lian protected the child behind him and blocked a few small stones. When the smoke and dust dispersed, Qi Rong disappeared. Looking more carefully, he did not disappear, but his entire head was slammed deep into the ground by Hua Cheng's palm.

Everyone in the cave screamed and scattered. Xie Lian said, “Don’t run around!” What if you startle the ghosts in the cave and they kill everyone they see? Of course, as usual, no one would listen to him. Xie Lian withdrew his hand, helpless. But he couldn’t care about others at the moment. Over there, Hua Cheng slowly squatted down, grabbed Qi Rong’s hair with one hand, pulled the bloody head out of the cracked ground, lifted it up with the body, observed it for a moment, and seemed to find it very interesting, and laughed.

Although he was smiling, the look in his eyes was truly wrong and terrifying. Ruo Xie flew out and knocked over a few little ghosts with green lanterns who were swinging their knives at the fleeing people. Xie Lian turned around and instinctively realized that something was wrong, and said, "San Lang? San Lang!"

The mask on Qi Rong's face cracked a few times, and pieces of it fell off. He spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Come here! Stop him! Come here and stop him!"

Hua Cheng was beating him to death just now, but now he seemed to be in a leisurely mood to chat with him about all sorts of things, grinning: "Ah, don't you know? There are some things in the world that cannot be stopped. For example, the sun sets in the west, for example, elephants step on ants to death, for example - I want your life!"

When he said the last sentence, the ferocious look on his face was revealed. He lifted Qi Rong's whole body in his hands and threw him down suddenly!

There was another loud bang, and Qi Rong's body fell to the ground, turning into a puddle worse than mud. The mask on his face broke with a light crack, revealing half of his face.

Anyone who looks at this half of the face will find a shocking fact:

Green Ghost Qi Rong, and Prince Xianle, one a ghost and one a god, two completely different beings, yet they look so similar!