gate of hell.
Zhang Xiao's office.
"Three days, only three days!"
"Soon!"
At this time, Zhang Xiao's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and she looked like she was crazy. She kept mumbling something. In the container behind her was the body of a man named Wang Ye.
The appearance is exactly the same as Wang Ye.
It's just that these Wang Ye all closed their eyes tightly, and there was a big hole in the heart. It can be seen that there is no heart inside.
"You haven't had a break in five days."
The woman who had been following Zhang Xiao looked at her and said with distress in her eyes.
Zhang Xiao didn't seem to hear it, and still focused all his attention on the experimental table.
That's a heart.
Next to the heart, there is a glass bottle containing a drop of blood.
this...
It was Wang Ye's last drop of blood in her hands.
"Three days..."
"Three days..."
"I can."
"It will definitely succeed this time."
Zhang Xiao kept mumbling to himself, and even the hand holding the tweezers kept shaking.
"You need rest..."
The woman couldn't help but speak again.
"unnecessary!"
"I do not need!!!"
"My brother, you know he's going to die!"
"I want to save him!"
Zhang Xiao slammed the tweezers on the test table, looked at the woman and said almost roaring.
A drop of tear fell from Zhang Xiao's eyes.
At this moment, he... was like a child, looking very helpless, his eyes full of panic, and he no longer had the calmness of doing experiments in the past.
This is a lunatic who doesn't have any psychological burden even if he conducts experiments on his own body.
A lunatic with low emotional intelligence and only all kinds of wild ideas in his mind...
even...
This was the first time she yelled at herself...
The woman sighed and shook her head: "Your understanding of power...is not enough."
"Even if your experiment succeeds, it will not be of any help to Zhang Ziliang."
"You can only make more things if you have a good rest..."
"The future of Tianzhu... still needs you."
"Yaochi, we need you too."
...
"No!"
"OK!"
"This thing can definitely save him!"
Adults often collapse in an instant.
Zhang Xiao squatted on the ground, tears dripping down his eyes, like a homeless child...
The woman's expression was a little complicated and she didn't speak any more.
After a long time...
Zhang Xiaocai took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, wiped his tears, and regained his previous calmness in his eyes.
"I'm going for a rest."
"Call me in three hours."
"Let people prepare all the materials needed for Project B. After I wake up, I will start the experiment."
After saying that, Zhang Xiao turned and left, but her still trembling arms betrayed her heart.
after all...
She was still just a child in her early twenties.
…
Daocheng.
Mao Yong'an stood at the gate of the city. At this time, he was much thinner than when he was on Yaochi. His face was sharp and angular, with a little sharpness, and his eyes were much more determined than before.
If...
Before, he was just a fat man who didn't understand the world and played with the world.
Now he...
Only then did he really have some Taoist temperament.
"I want to see my ancestors!"
The moment he entered the city gate, Mao Yongan said.
But there was obviously no one around him.
The moment he finished speaking, a huge paper crane landed in front of him, slightly prostrate.
Mao Yongan stepped on the paper crane with one step, and soared into the sky the next second, flying to the distant mountain peak.
Finally, the paper crane landed in front of the thatched house on the peak.
Mao Yongan tidied his clothes, gently opened the door and walked in.
"I've met my ancestors."
Looking at the figure in the thatched house with his back turned to him, Mao Yongan bowed down respectfully and said.
"Um."
"It's getting dark, please rest here for a while."
The figure did not turn around, but said something lightly.
Mao Yongan shook his head seriously: "I'm here to ask you to resign."
"Why?"
The figure on the back looked a little confused.
Mao Yongan chuckled: "I have always thought that as long as I live happily every day, it will be fine."
"But...after I went to Yaochi, I found that my previous thoughts were too simple."
"Heaven, Lingshan, including Wang Ye..."
"I found that I am the weakest one. Just like Lu Dongbin said, I am a waste."
"I can only rely on my fast running speed to be a troublemaker."
"I feel unwilling to do so."
"The corpses and blood in the Yaochi area are like a warning bell. If I continue to live in such a hazy state, maybe... one day, I will be one of the corpses."
"Even if I'm a corpse... I want to be the most dazzling one."
Mao Yongan's words were very serious, completely different from his previous tone.
The back figure was stunned for a moment, and finally let out a sigh.
"Daomen...there is another Lu Dongbin."
"well..."
"You really shouldn't let that kid teach you."
"It's not a good thing to be too strong."
"Follow your heart, be at peace with whatever comes your way, have no distractions, and see nature."
"This is the practice that my Taoist sect has always practiced."
"never mind..."
"Go ahead."
The figure from behind shook his head a little lonely: "Your innocent mind has finally become stained with dust in this wasteland."
"I hope time and experience will wash away everything."
"Even I don't know if this is a good thing or not."
"Perhaps only by being defiled in the world of mortals and baptized in the world of mortals can we achieve a truly innocent heart."
Mao Yongan bent down and bowed again: "Boy...resign."
"Um."
"Take this jade pendant."
"Maybe I can save you once."
The figure waved his hand, and a jade pendant on the tea table behind him flew up and fell into Mao Yongan's hand.
Mao Yongan's expression was a little complicated, but he finally firmly opened the door and walked out.
With a sigh...
A deep voice echoed from Daocheng: "From today on, the city will be closed for ten days. No one is allowed to leave the city."
…
Countdown to three eternal nights...
one day.
Wang Ye walked very slowly, walking on the same route he took on the mail truck when he first left the wasteland.
Shili Cemetery...
Qin Mansion...
Looking at the familiar scenery, Wang Ye's heart became peaceful.
everything...
It seems like yesterday.
But unknowingly, I was no longer the same person I once was, and the wasteland... was no longer the wasteland it once was.
until...
He heard the familiar sound of opera again.
A female ghost in a theatrical robe stood on a stage with a distant voice...
Sitting under the stage...
It's a ghost.
When I heard this voice, I was almost shocked to death.
Wang Ye smiled and shook his head.
