Go to the capital.
Wang Ye was very embarrassed and reluctantly sent the girl to the prison. Then he regained his previous coldness and rushed to the Tianzhu headquarters.
"Is there any body left behind by Zhang Ziliang, that old fox?"
The first time Wang Ye entered the Tianzhu headquarters, he looked at the investigator at the door and asked.
The investigator was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Wang Ye was silent and quickly realized that Zhang Ziliang's identity was very sensitive among the entire human race. Regardless of his identity, it was mainly a matter of reputation.
perhaps...
No announcement yet.
Wang Ye sighed, the old fox man is dead, hasn't he cleared himself?
But that's right...
If he really cares about this, then he is not Zhang Ziliang.
"Come with me."
The elevator door slowly opened, Zhao Hai looked at Wang Ye calmly and said.
Wang Ye nodded, his expression a little gloomy, and walked into the elevator. He watched the elevator floors gradually rise, but no one spoke.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the elevator was a little depressing.
It wasn't until the elevator reached the top floor that Zhang Ziliang rubbed his face, took a deep breath and walked out.
Originally this was Zhang Ziliang's office, but it had been temporarily converted into an ancestral hall.
Two coffins, one large and one small, were placed quietly.
Wang Ye almost didn't hesitate and came to the small coffin and smiled to himself: "I have been frugal all my life, but I will still pick at it until I die."
"Even if you pay off my debt and then die, that's fine."
Wang Ye was a little lonely, sitting next to him and said quietly.
Zhao Hai's expression was a little weird. He looked at Wang Ye and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he endured it, but his expression became even weirder.
Wang Ye saw the more luxurious one next to him and was stunned for a moment: "Is this prepared for you?"
"I didn't expect that this old fox Zhang Ziliang would still have a kind heart."
"If you ask me, you should be allowed to go down and accompany him."
"Otherwise he will be lonely."
Wang Ye looked at Zhao Hai with dangerous eyes and said, even now, he does not fully trust Zhao Hai.
He doesn't believe in coincidences.
Especially regarding Zhao Hai, there are too many coincidences.
Even now, he still can't figure out why Zhang Ziliang would safely hand over Tianzhu to Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai calmly took two steps back.
"You are murderous towards me again."
"Not only do I have to be busy with Tianzhu's affairs, but I also have to be prepared that you might hack me to death at any time. It's very tiring."
"To be honest, I really want to lie down and take a rest."
Zhao Hai looked at Wang Ye with a headache and said, but in the end he couldn't hold it back and pointed out a clear path to Wang Ye: "Also, Zhang Ziliang has been put into another coffin by me."
He pointed.
Wang Ye's expression froze for a moment, and then he glanced at Zhao Hai without changing his expression: "Don't I know?"
"Just seeing this little coffin made me emotional."
As he spoke, he turned around and tried to open the coffin several times, but was full of hesitation. Finally, he sighed helplessly and shook his head.
perhaps...
Just don't disturb this old fox's peace.
This old fox owed him a lot during his lifetime, but what Wang Ye really remembered... was the firework that he refused to light after all.
Unfortunately, there is no follow-up.
Wang Ye shook his head helplessly.
Zhao Hai looked at Wang Ye and suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way."
He also hesitated when he said this.
Wang Ye's expression suddenly changed, and he came to Zhao Hai in an instant, staring at Zhao Hai: "Say!"
"If you lie to me, I will kill you."
As he said that, the ghost knife in Wang Ye's hand was inserted into the floor, making a loud noise.
Zhao Hai glanced at Gui Cha Dao, feeling a little helpless.
He didn't expect that Wang Ye, who was always known for his calmness, would be so sensitive at this time.
"Don't worry."
"I am only providing a theoretical possibility here."
"The main reason why Zhang Ziliang died after that sword attack was that his life span was exhausted and his internal organs were damaged."
Hearing Zhao Hai's words, Wang Ye's eyes lit up: "So... as long as we find a medicine that can restore longevity and repair Zhang Ziliang's internal organs, he will be resurrected?"
But Zhao Hai calmly shook his head: "How is that possible?"
"The most serious thing about Zhang Ziliang is his mental strength. That sword not only cost him his longevity, but also drained his energy."
"And...his heart is dead."
"In other words, to put it in a simple and easy-to-understand explanation,...he himself thought he was dead."
"The brain is completely dead."
"Even if he really recovers his lifespan and his injuries, the best result is...from now on, Zhang Ziliang will become a living dead, which is what you call a vegetative state in this era."
"Want to revive again..."
"Totally impossible."
"Every wise man has his own dignity. It is better to die quietly than to live like a corpse."
"It's a matter of dignity."
Zhao Hai's tone was also a little helpless. He had thought for a long time about whether Zhang Ziliang could be resurrected, but in the end there was no solution.
Even in ancient times, when the underworld existed, it was impossible.
That sword depleted Zhang Ziliang's blood, spirit, and...soul.
It can be said that Zhang Ziliang sacrificed almost all of himself in order to slash out that sword, otherwise it would not be so powerful.
The idea I proposed would only preserve Zhang Ziliang's physical body at most...
That's all.
As for spirituality... unrealistic.
If resurrection were really that simple, then not so many people would be afraid of death.
As for one day, Zhang Ziliang really resumed action...
There is a high probability that he is possessed by a ghost, just like the thousands of wandering souls in the wasteland.
The soulless body, especially the intact body, has an unparalleled attraction to those ghosts.
this...
Is this really what Zhang Ziliang wants to see?
"What kind of dignity does Zhang Ziliang want?"
"It's good to keep it in mind!"
Wang Ye sneered, and without any hesitation, he directly opened the coffin board. Looking at the old Zhang Ziliang, he felt a little bitter in his heart for no reason.
Zhao Hai was stunned for a moment.
"The medicine to restore longevity is difficult to find."
"What's the rush?"
"He took my body-fixing pill, and his body won't rot..."
He was speechless.
But Wang Ye rolled his eyes.
There is no treasure in this world that Wang Ye has not picked up!
He rummaged in the bag for a long time and finally found a blood-red flower. This... seemed to have been found in an unfinished building during the Second Eternal Night.
Although according to Zhao Hai, Zhang Ziliang cannot be resurrected.
But leaving behind a body that can eat, drink, and move is always a thought.
perhaps...
Is there really a miracle?
(Start broadcasting, rush rush!)
