The Return of the Underworld King

Chapter 1

###Chapter1,radish

In a military base, a guided missile brigade was under an experiment of missile firing.

Suddenly, when the missile was about to approach the target, the data digits were wrong. The missile deviated from the target, and shot toward another direction with blazing flames.

All of a sudden, the base was in chaos.

"Order the anti-aircraft missiles to intercept them!"

"Reporting in, Captain, it's too late. The missile is shooting down on a field."

...

In a farm, a young man rolled his eyes and looked around. There was no one around, so he jumped into a field of radishes and pulled a few big radishes out. He shouted excitedly, "I haven't eaten radishes on earth for a long time. It's really memorable."

"Do you really like to eat radishes?" asked the young man, his face covered with wrinkles, and his face filled with the faint outline of a person. His eyes shone with a cold light that seemed to be smiling, making him look very evil.

"Nonsense, you don't know, I have been away from the earth for hundreds of years. I used to like eating r****h and I thought I couldn't eat it anymore. I didn't expect to eat it again now."

"You can eat it. There seems to be something falling from the sky."

"Fine. It's not a big deal. We are still afraid of these ordinary birds." The young man didn't even raise his eyes and only focused on eating radishes.

A loud rumbling sound rang through the air. In that instant, the mountain shook, dust scattered everywhere, smoke wafting everywhere. The enormous flames completely devoured the young man.

The surrounding farmer's house was startled by the loud noise, and they flocked in this direction as if they were going to market.

When the crowd surrounded the farmland into a wall of people, they were surprised to find that there was a man standing in a huge pit in the farmland. His clothes were ragged, and his mouth was full of half a r****h.

"F**k, I just ate a few radishes. Do I have to use a cannon to fire? ..., ah, what cannon, it's so powerful. King Rakshasa, do you know?" The young man asked about the shadow above his head, which was impossible for ordinary people to see.

King Rakshasa said with a grin, "How can I know? Don't you know that you, Zhang Junbao, are from the earth?"

It was me who was called Zhang Junbao. I threw my head away and a few of his burnt hair fell down immediately. "I didn't see what he looked like. How could I know?"

"Uh, it's long and kind of like a radish."

"Ah, when did the earth man-made carrot shells come? ..., alas, wait, is it a missile? Oh, my god, it's just a r****h. How can it hit me with a missile? Ah, no, when will the farmers use a missile?" Of course, I didn't know that this was caused by the miss of the missile production of the missile army. Alas, it had been hundreds of years since they left the earth. I didn't expect such a big change. Even the farmers could use a missile. I didn't know what kind of terrible weapon the real corps used.

"I think you should stop muttering here. Let's go. Of course, if you want to stand here and let people continue to watch for free, I won't object." King Rakshasa smiled evilly.

It was only when I realized what was going on that I realized that I was surrounded by a mob of people staring at me with finger-guessing eyes. I heard the shrill whistles of the police sirens coming from not far away, and the whistling of the plane in the sky.

The problem seemed to have escalated. I really don't understand. It was just a r****h that caused such a big trouble. I had no choice but to leave quickly if I didn't like it. Then, a black shadow disappeared while the onlookers were stunned.

###Chapter2,Lunatic

"My dear earth, my dear hometown, I am back, hahaha!" At this time, I have changed into a clean suit to come to a prosperous metropolis, rushing to the street and shouting, "300 years, 300 years."

Indeed, three hundred years of time was an unimaginable period for ordinary people. I finally returned to the long-time separation. How could I not be happy when I grew up in the place where I grew up?

I shouted like this, which naturally attracted the strange eyes of passers-by. Everyone looked at me from a distance as if I were an i***t.

"Hey, can you stop being so idiotic? Even I was regarded as an idiot." The dark shadow on my head, the evil face, appeared again. This guy called himself King Rakshasa. When he passed by a place on his way here, he was showing his power and suffering. Therefore, I subdued and used my mind to control the birdman. The function of this barrier was that it could trap him, but no one else could find him. Of course, it was another matter.

"What the hell are you talking about? Others think I'm looking at you, not you." I said and continued to go crazy. Passers-by began to dodge, and even a real madman at the roadside called me a madman.

"Haha, I am free!" I continued shouting.

"Freedom? With your perverted strength, who can trap your freedom?" King Rakshasa grumbled over my head.

"You know nothing!" I threw out a very rude sentence. "You don't know how annoying those children are. They torture me so much that I'm dizzy every day. There's also a mouse and a cat, who's quarreling all day long."

"Hum, those women are certainly not beauties, otherwise... " King Rakshasa dared not to say anything more, because his murderous eyes were staring at him.

"Old thing, you'd better shut up."

"Do you think you are very young, hundreds of years old? It's just that your cultivation is high. Not only are you not old, you are even younger." King Rakshasa seemed to be very unconvinced and muttered.

"That's because you're not that powerful," I said smugly. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have acted like this."

"It's all your fault. I'll be rejuvenated soon, but you, you, you..." King Rakshasa became more and more furious and excited as he spoke. The shadow above his head was twisting. Unfortunately, he had no way to break through the barrier. "Humph, Zhang Junbao, listen, one day I'll go out and teach you a lesson!"

"Who do you want to put on a good show, me?" His voice became cold.

When King Rakshasa saw this momentum, he quickly withdrew his head and closed his mouth.

I didn't want to talk to him anymore. I continued to watch this hometown that had been separated from me for three hundred years.

He did not expect the earth to change so much. In the past, more than a hundred floors of buildings were the highest buildings in the world, a landmark of a city. Now, as far as the eye could see, the buildings of more than a hundred floors were numerous, and they were no longer rare symbols. On the streets, the popular noble cars were Mercedes-Benz, Ferrari or something like that. But on the streets, there were many Ferraris and so on, and private cars did not find such cars.

"Oh, the change is so fast. Even the farmers can use guided missiles. The Ferrari can only be used as a taxi." I sighed as I walked.

King Rakshasa stared at me with contempt and said, "You country bumpkin."

"What did you say?" I stopped and glared up.

King Rakshasa quickly shrank his head and said, "I didn't say anything."

I snorted and continued to move forward. As for where I would go, I did not know. I only knew to walk around and was curious about the changed scenery of the city.

"Hey, have you really not been on earth for three hundred years?" King Rakshasa suddenly asked.

I looked around the bustling city with great interest. Without looking up, I casually said two words, "Nonsense!"

"Who the hell are you? As far as I know, no one on earth has been able to rush out of this earth space for thousands of years."

"I'm Zhang Junbao. Didn't I tell you earlier, i***t?" I threw out these words, but soon I seemed to think of something and hurriedly added, "According to your tone, it seems that you are not strange to the earth. You have been here before."

"Of course," King Rakshasa said proudly.

I changed my face and said, "What bad things did you do on earth? Tell me honestly." As soon as I finished speaking, I ran the True Energy in my body, ready to make him suffer the most painful punishment at any time.

King Rakshasa's black face turned green with fear. "No, no, no..."

"Do you think I'll believe you?" There was a glimmer of light on my head.

"I'm telling the truth. I want to do bad things, but every time I come to the earth, I'll be chased like a dog by alien spirits, golden butterfly, and the people of the Ghost Clan. How did I do it?"

Hearing this, I was stunned.

Three hundred years ago, there were three major cultivation clans on earth, namely the Golden Butterfly, the Strange Spirit, and the Ghost race. At that time, I was still the leader of the three clans, but 300 years ago, I left the earth without telling them. I didn't know how they were doing in the past 300 years, but with the strength of the Rakshasa King, they had been like a dog, so he should have developed well.

"Hee hee, so, they have developed well?" I laughed happily.

"F**k! It's all messed up. I don't know what's wrong with the heads of the three gangs. They fight in a mess. I really don't understand them. They look like enemies to each other. But every time I appear, a group of guys unite to chase me."

I didn't pay attention to the following words of King Rakshasa, but stopped and pondered. Something must have happened in the three clans these years.

"Alas, 300 years is nothing to my world, but it's an extremely long history of three centuries to Earth. With the passage of time, everything will change subtly. 300 years ago, before I left Earth, I managed to resolve the grievances between the three races. It seems that three hundred years later, their grievances will start again."

While I was deep in thought, two policemen stood in front of me, followed by several policemen in white coats. An ambulance came in by the road, in which the real madman who called me a madman was shouting, "I'm not going back, I'm not going back, I'm not going back, let go of me! I'm not a madman, I'm not!"

Naturally, I didn't understand what was going on. I was just about to ask, but quickly stopped because I already knew what was going on.

"Police, arrest this madman quickly." Someone shouted to the police.

"What's wrong with your Crazy People's Hospital? You always let patients run out. What should we do if something goes wrong? What should we do if we scare children?" Someone asked Bai Dashou. Several white coats kept apologizing and rushed to me, grabbing me to drag me to an ambulance on the sidewalk.

I was so anxious that I shouted, "Hey, catch the wrong person, I am not a madman."

"You're still saying no, you've been yelling and shouting all the way, saying that it's been three hundred years since he came back to earth. It seems that he's an alien, isn't it?"

"What's more, he talks to me alone all the way."

...

A group of onlookers kept talking, which made me feel funny and speechless. When I was talking to King Rakshasa just now, they didn't see or hear King Rakshasa's voice, so they naturally regarded me as a madman who was talking to themselves. That was right, it would be strange if a strange person like me came here and wasn't regarded as a madman.

There was no other way. In the face of these ordinary people, I was not easy to hurt. I could only let them be lunatics and drag them into the Crazy Academy.

In the Crazy Man's Yard, I and a few really crazy people who ran away were locked in a solid "iron cage" which should be called a mental health ward.

Naturally, I wanted to slip away as soon as possible. I was surrounded by a bunch of madmen with blank eyes and blank expressions. I didn't want to stay too long. But I stopped when I saw something strange.