Zhang Yong looked at Jiang Wang again, with sad eyes: "Maybe I should kill you in the state of destruction. At this moment, it may be the best choice... but I don't want to kill you. .”
He then smiled sadly: "Maybe I can't kill you. My eyes just told me... you have very terrifying supernatural powers."
His eyes at this time looked ordinary, nothing special at all.
But Jiang Wang had already seen his eye skills and knew how terrifying it was. The night that pulled away everything, the night that took away the sword of the downfall of celebrities...
"Sure enough, you and Cui Zhu are in the same group." Jiang Wang said.
By this time, the same disintegration state was enough to explain everything.
"Cui Zhu..." Zhang Yong murmured, looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Jiang Wang, you are also from a small country. You should understand me."
"You ask me why."
"Why did you say?"
He asked: "We are also sons, daughters, fathers, and mothers. Why do we have to die in the mountains, fields, and roadside?"
Why do our citizens live in dire straits and in constant fear of ferocious beasts?
Why can people in Qi be so happy and ordinary people can go for an outing in the countryside? "
Why are our soldiers fighting bloody battles but unable to protect the resources we deserve?
Why have we paid so much, yet most of the gains have to be taken away by powerful countries?
Why no matter how hard we try, no matter what we do, no matter how much we pay! Can’t see hope or the future? ! "
Jiang Wang suddenly thought of Yang Country.
Thinking of the gray-haired veteran Ji Cheng.
The veteran has gray hair, how many lives and deaths has he seen?
From male to female, from young to old, everyone in the Tianxiong Ji family died in battle, but they could not save the fate of the motherland.
He thought of Sanshan City again.
Thinking of those people who spilled their blood on Yuheng Peak, thinking of Dou Yuemei cutting off her own path, opening five palaces in a row, having the magical power to move mountains, but still holding that mountain, there was nothing she could do!
Of course he also remembered the old monster he saw in the pine forest beast nest outside Songtao City in Xu Kingdom.
The beast catalyzes into a ferocious beast, and the ferocious beast develops its foundation after rampaging and bloodthirsty.
Then use the living monsters as raw materials to transform them into monsters, thereby harvesting one pulse-opening pill after another.
The background color of the Kaimai Dan is bloody.
The powerful countries capture the monsters and distribute them to small countries. Small countries build beast nests, refine pulse-opening pills, and pay tribute to powerful countries. Through this system, powerful countries firmly control the growth of small countries...
Jiang Wang knew these things.
Jiang Wang witnessed all that with his own eyes. He had seen a lot of truth about Kaimai Dan, but he couldn't answer Zhang Yong... why!
So he could only ask: "Which country are you from?"
"It doesn't matter which country I am from. What matters is..."
Zhang Yong said bitterly: "We want Jiang Shuna to know.
There were always people who hated him. There will always be people who hate him.
He will not be able to sleep peacefully as long as he lives.
Call him eternity, unable to truly trust anyone!
So Cui Zhu fought to the death, so me! "
He did not continue.
His hands were gone and his legs were falling apart.
Jiang Wang was silent.
And Zhang Yong looked at him and said, "Jiang Wang, you are different from those people. I know. You are different from them."
His ears were gone too, but his eyes looked at Jiang Wang with a look that yearned for recognition.
His mouth said: "This world shouldn't be like this."
Then the mouth disappeared too.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.
First came the voice of the guard: "Who is making noise in the Ancestral Temple?"
Then there was a hurried voice: "The Capital Inspection Office is ordered to handle the case! Get out of the way!"
Although Jiang Wang had already dissipated the voice-hearing fairy state at this time, he still quickly captured the information about the voice.
There were fourteen people in the group who chased into the Ancestral Temple.
And that urgent, leader's voice was that of an acquaintance who had been in contact with him before. He was Ma Xiong, the top-catcher of the Fourth Rank Qingpai, who once faced off against the king of robbers with the punishment of great punishment.
It’s Qingpai’s team!
Almost as soon as the previous sound had finished, the sound of wind came closer to my ears.
Before he could finish his words, Ma Xiong had already taken the lead and rushed to the Protector's Palace, rushing to the ancestral hall of the Nine Returned Marquises.
At this time, Zhang Yong disintegrated to the point where he had only one pair of eyes left. He used his remaining eyes to look outside the ancestral hall.
That look was sarcastic.
But the eyes were gone too.
He had the power to strike in this disintegrated state, but he did not use it against Jiang Wang. If Ma Xiong had come a step earlier, he might have been able to leave something behind, but he could no longer continue at this moment.
No need to continue.
Jiang Wang didn't think clearly about what the sarcasm in Zhang Yong's last look meant.
But the moment his eyes disappeared.
He suddenly figured out what the familiar feeling he saw from Zhang Yong a long time ago was...
It was the desolation of mountains and rivers that he felt deeply, the wandering feeling of leaving home without a branch to rely on, and the pain of a broken home that made him burst into tears.
As Zhang Yong said, he was not using eye skills to control Jiang Wang, but to arouse Jiang Wang's emotions. Including empathy, including pity, including familiarity...
Therefore...Zhang Yong, like him, is a homeless person and a bereaved guest.
Now with the death of Zhang Yong, the effect of pupil technique has also disappeared.
That's why Jiang Wang was able to think about some things more clearly.
Zhang Yong is indeed here today not to wait for him. I just happened to meet it at the right time.
So why did Zhang Yong come here?
Just because he took the identity of "Zhang Yong", so he came to worship his ancestors?
wrong.
Jiang Wang suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood—Zhang Yong died after disintegrating his flesh and blood, so there shouldn't be a smell of blood.
wrong……
The smell of blood has always been there, but it was covered up by Zhang Yong's pupil technique before.
Jiang Wang suddenly raised his head and looked at the statue of Jiu Huihou.
And Ma Xiong, who is better at handling cases and investigating, has already stepped forward quickly and ripped off the purple robe from Jiu Huihou!
So everyone who entered the ancestral temple saw what Zhang Yong left behind before his death.
It was an accusation written with blood as ink on the statue of Jiu Huihou.
That was a poem that impressed Jiang Wang deeply.
The blood book wrote——
"I will die to stay rich and prosperous, but I will sacrifice my life for the country to be an unknown general!"
"The world praises Shimen Li, but who else knows about Fengxian Zhang?"
It was a poem written by Mo Ya, a great scholar from Qingya Academy.
The great Confucian had a jealous temper. He would scold anyone he wanted and would never show mercy.
When Jiang Wang heard it for the first time, it was Xu Xiangqian who stood up for Zhang Yong when he saw injustice and recited it to ridicule Jinghai Gao's Gao Jing.
Although this poem is unsparing, it is not a big deal.
Mo Ya himself did not need to make a living in Qi, and it was impossible for Emperor Qi to send people to hunt down Mo Ya just for such a poem. There are so many crazy things happening in the world.
And the world is so vast, power will eventually come to an end. Even a farmer in the countryside of Chu State did not dare to encounter the bad luck of the village ruffians, but he still dared to scold Emperor Qin for three days and three nights.
So a satirical poem is really nothing.
The only thing is...
This poem was written in blood on the statue of Jiuhui Hou.
And the person who wrote this poem is the last bloodline of Jiu Huihou!
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