Supreme Zombie King, I have been sealed away for eight hundred years.

Lin Yi was completely confused.

His imagination was so vivid that Lin Yi had to admire it.

He gazed at the distant sky, where Chang'e was getting closer and closer to the human world... She was flying down just fine. But then Lin Yi noticed that the moment Chang'e entered the atmosphere, she lost control and plummeted.

Like a cannonball coming...

At that speed, wouldn't the car be smashed to pieces upon landing?

But no... Lin Yi knew that.

"Should we continue to stop them?" Lin Yi pondered.

hum...

A beam of Buddhist light burst forth from Ma Xiaohu's body.

Buddha's light shines.

Ma Xiaohu was still lost in his own fantasy, so he naturally didn't notice anything amiss; he simply felt that the world was beautiful and full of light.

"Hey! A halo of Buddha!" ​​Lin Yi, sitting in the back seat of the car, stared at the halo of Buddha behind Ma Xiaohu...

His guess was right; it was indeed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who, out of compassion, wanted to give people a chance and try to influence Chang'e through Ma Xiaohu's kindness.

Let's prevent Chang'e from completely losing control and going berserk.

After all, Chang'e has already suffered enough!

If Chang'e were to descend to earth and continue to suffer, with no one by her side to keep her sane, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ma Xiaohu, the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, is the best candidate.

Be compassionate and always consider things and view life from the perspective of others.

Chapter 129 Chang'e and Lin Yi? Fates Clash! Yaochi and Bupo!

"Mr. Tianyi? Where did you go?"

Wanyan Bupo stood in Mr. Tianyi's house, looking around and pondering to himself.

He smelled something burning.

What shocked him was that the walls of Mr. Tianyi's place were covered with the words: "Fate has returned, fate has returned..."

"Hmm..." Wanyan Bupo rushed into the bathroom and saw something burnt in the bathtub.

Upon picking up the pages that weren't completely burned, Wanyan Bupo was even more surprised to find that it was actually the Huangji Jingshi Shu!

"What's wrong with him? He even wants to burn the Imperial Principles of Governance! Fate has returned. Fate?" Wanyan Bupo sensed that something was very wrong.

He had a hard time figuring out what Mr. Tianyi was trying to tell him.

If fate exists...

But fate is an elusive and uncertain thing.

So, what does it mean that fate has returned?

"Has Mr. Tianyi been punished by fate? What happened?" Wanyan Bupo asked, his eyes burning with thought.

After leaving the bar, he went straight to find Mr. Tianyi.

But the current situation makes it difficult for him to understand.

"Strange things are really happening one after another," Wanyan Bupo muttered to himself.

He thought of Lin Yi.

"Lin Yi, it seems I need to find you and ask you for the reason. After all, in this world, you are even more mysterious than the Holy Mother of Yaochi and the Human King!" Wanyan Bupo muttered to himself, his eyes burning.

His body swayed.

They disappeared from the place where Mr. Tianyi lived.

Soon, Wanyan Bupo appeared in his living room.

Sitting on the sofa, Wanyan Bupo frowned.

"There's absolutely no way to find Lin Yi's whereabouts. We're all zombies, and while Lin Yi's bloodline potential seems inferior to mine, his strength is truly not to be underestimated. He can completely conceal his aura." Wanyan Bupo thought to himself as he stood up.

He walked to the glass cabinet in the living room, where Xiao Bing's silver spear was placed.

Recalling the events of Zhuxian Town eight hundred years ago.

"Lin Yi, you took the silver bottle with you back then, but left Xiao Bing's silver spear behind! Was it left for me as a keepsake?" Wanyan Bupo muttered to himself.

Xiao Bing's silver spear had broken into three pieces and was no longer as impressive as before.

But his longing for the silver bottle never ceased.

Now, his and his sister Wulei's lives have been completely disrupted by the appearance of Yaochi Holy Mother and King Fuxi.

Even more strikingly, Mr. Tianyi, whom he considered a friend, suddenly disappeared.

"Lin Yi, if you know I'm looking for you, please appear immediately. I really want to know what happened to Mr. Tianyi? Why did he write 'Fate' all over the walls of his house?" Wanyan Bupo called out in his heart, looking out the window.

Outside the window, under the cover of darkness, the shadows of the trees swayed.

And Wanyan Bupo's heart also wavered...

"And then there's Ma Xiaoling's fate. She was actually rewritten by Lin Yi! And it's related to Kuang Tianya..." Wanyan Bupo pondered.

He felt that everything was quite unexpected.

"However, no more overlapping memories have appeared so far. It seems that Lin Yi can no longer influence the present from the Song Dynasty eight hundred years ago. Otherwise, it would be impossible that there hasn't been any change until now?" Wanyan Bupo muttered to himself.

He continued to ponder, "What's even stranger is whether the Pangu Bow was actually taken by the Human King Fuxi? I ​​asked him, but he didn't answer."

Shaking his head, Wanyan Bupo felt that he was really ridiculous.

Everyone has secrets, but Wanyan Bupo has no secrets at all.

Just like from the time he was born in Zhuxian Town eight hundred years ago, Wanyan Bupo has always been nothing more than a puppet. Now, he has encountered the Holy Mother of Yaochi, who has haunted his nightmares for eight hundred years.

"Hmm, it's you..." Wanyan Bupo suddenly felt uneasy.

He sensed that it was the Holy Mother of Yaochi calling him.

To go or not to go?

I have to go.

Wanyan Bupo's figure flickered and disappeared into the living room of his home.

The Tongtian Pavilion... the Holy Mother of Yaochi is waiting for Wanyan Bupo to appear.

She sensed it; Chang'e had already descended.

……

"Hey, Chang'e, wasn't your fall a little unsteady?" Lin Yi caught Chang'e and looked at her as he spoke.

Eight hundred years have passed.

Chang'e still retains memories of Lin Yi.

At this moment, Chang'e also wants to see Lin Yi.

Unexpectedly, the first person she encountered during her fall was Lin Yi.

"It's you..." Chang'e opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at the man before her.

The other party is mysterious and unpredictable.

She, Chang'e, had known him for eight hundred years.

Although these were just fleeting memories, she felt a deep curiosity about this man.

She wanted to understand the other person.

She wanted to know why the other person had her photo.

She also wanted to know the other person's purpose in coming to the human world.

In short, the man who caught her has many secrets waiting for her to uncover.

"Of course it's me. Sister Chang'e," Lin Yi said, looking at Chang'e.

Sister Chang'e?

"You're quite an interesting person. Put me down," Chang'e said softly, her voice as gentle as glutinous rice.

Upon hearing Chang'e's voice, Lin Yi smiled and released her.

"Thank you. I never imagined that the first being I would encounter in this world would be you," Chang'e said calmly.

Chang'e's words were like the most beautiful music in the world, but such soft whispers made Lin Yi feel that Chang'e was too calm and weak.

That's not actually the case.

Chang'e possesses energy bestowed by fate.

This energy allows Chang'e to become very powerful in a short period of time.

We have enough energy to deal with the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

Chang'e has also become a pawn of fate.

Of course, that's what fate thinks... Whose pawn is Chang'e?

Lin Yi knew best...

“Yes, I’m the first zombie you’ve encountered. And he’s the first person you’ve met.” Lin Yi’s gaze turned to Ma Xiaohu beside him.

"Him...?" Chang'e frowned slightly, her gaze falling on the man who stepped out of the car beside her.

The other person was clutching their head, looking pained.

However, the other person's expression seemed very strange.

"Princess? Princess, what are you doing outside the carriage? Princess, are you alright? I'll protect you..." Ma Xiaohu said, first helping Chang'e down from the roof of the carriage, and then protecting Chang'e.

Chang'e frowned slightly, feeling even more surprised and puzzled.