Zhang Lianheng said it very sad, but I have to say that this is a cruel reality. He is dead and his son is half dead. The inheritance and other things have obviously become a joke. Isn’t it heartbreaking?

Not only did it be passed on, but it was a heartbreaking family, which was of course heartbreaking!

In fact, looking at our five thousand years of historical civilization, there are only more things that have been lost. Too many things left in the long river of history and then flooded to the bottom. They may never be found. Just like the most dazzling and magical alchemy technique in Taoist culture has turned into Liuwei Dihuang Wan until now. What a pity?

Gods, immortals, etc., may have really existed a long time ago. Immortality, immortality, may really be able to live forever, but in the end, the method of becoming an immortal may be gone and the method of immortality is lost.

Zhang Lianheng did not refuse Wang Jingzhe's request. The prayer had been deeply imprinted in his head. After all, it had been with him for about 30 years, and if you want to recall it, it would only take minutes.

After a while, Wang Jingzhe looked down at a very strange and complicated picture drawn by Zhang Lianheng that appeared on the ground. He looked up in confusion and asked, "Didn't you say a prayer? How could it be a picture?"

When Wang Jingzhe said this, his tone trembled a little. He forced himself to suppress the surprise in his heart and said it. Maybe he himself did not realize his excitement.

Zhang Lianheng was stunned and said in confusion: "Have I ever said what kind of words are prayers?"

Wang Jingzhe: "..."

Yes, Zhang Lianheng drew a picture, without a single word in the whole article, but Wang Jingzhe subconsciously thought that the so-called words should be words. This was completely based on common sense and made a natural mistake. Words are not words, but pictures.

What shocked Wang Jingzhe was that He Zheren's prayer not only seemed surprised, but more incredible, but also had a sense of familiarity.

Although he did not understand this prayer, Wang Jingzhe was 100% sure that Qiyan and Xiang Que had shown him the map of immortality from Yelang Kingdom, at least five points, and the two have many similarities.

This discovery shocked him deeply for a long time. At first he couldn't understand it, but then he had the idea that the world's great way had returned to the end. One was in the northeast and the other was in the southwest, and the two places were more than 3,000 kilometers apart. How could they get together by chance? This is indescribable no matter what.

"Geeh..." At this time, the sound of the rooster crow suddenly sounded, which meant that time had come. Zhang Lianheng, as a dead soul, could not stay here again, at least today.

Wang Jingzhe frowned and looked at the little cub next to him and asked, "What should he do?"

Zhang Lianheng was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know what to do. Maybe one day he will suddenly wake up, maybe he will always be like this, who knows? But this doesn't matter anymore, my family will be gone, he is the only one left..."

Wang Jingzhe thought about it, and then said to Zhang Lianheng very seriously: "The so-called prayer you just wrote, I feel familiar. I tell you frankly that I have seen similar pictures in another place."

"Swish" Zhang Lianheng raised his mind in shock.

Wang Jingzhe nodded and said, "If one day I can untie this thing that I don't know very well, maybe I will come here to try to see if he can wake up again. You don't have to worry about him for the time being. It has been almost a month since the child was not awake and now. His body is not stiff and there are no corpse spots on his body. This is not a sign of complete death. So I believe that if possible, maybe he will wake up one day, but no one can predict what the situation will be like then. You can take him away, find a place to keep it, and wait for me."

After being shocked, Zhang Lianheng suddenly fell to the ground slowly.

Wang Jingzhe said softly: "While you thank me, I want to say thank you to you..."

After the rooster crowed, Zhang Lianheng left and took the little cub away. Seeing the departure of the father and son, Wang Jingzhe felt a little reluctant. After all, he had been with this child for a long time. Although there was never any communication between the two, there was still a relationship.

Just as he said just now, maybe he will come back one day.

"Crack!" Wang Jingzhe took out his cell phone and took a photo, then let out a sigh and said, "I have to disturb Boss Que again."

The shock and confusion brought to him by this prayer was definitely very deep, because the northeast and southwest were too far away. The distance of more than 3,000 kilometers was nothing in modern times, but if it were thousands of years ago, the journey would definitely be far away that would be difficult for manpower to reach.

Wang Jingzhe couldn't figure out whether the prayers were passed to Yelang Kingdom in the southwest or were taken from the southwest to the Ussuri River in the northeast, but there must be something in common between the two.

Wang Jingzhe later thought of a possibility, and it was very likely, that is, from a certain perspective, if we understand it from a certain perspective, and extend it even further, the ancestors of Hezhe people originated from Tungus, and Tungus's witchcraft came from their great wizards. Similarly, the immortal formation map under Yelang Kingdom came from the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the witchcraft of the wings of the same path?

This is indeed not small.

In addition to being shocked, Wang Jingzhe sighed. He couldn't help but look up at the sky, and the sky appeared. The way of heaven felt like reincarnation. In fact, if you think about it carefully, his experiences in the past year have basically revolved around his punishment of heaven, and they have been involved in each other almost several times.

In the corpse sect, he and Xiang Que did not expect that the secret method of resurrection would be perfectly matched with the magic array under the ancient city of Fuxian Lake.

Now, in the habitat of Panhe sages in the Ussuri River, clues about the formation of the ancient Yelang Kingdom have been found.

If he connects the previous eight characters to the life-loaning and the text of the zodiac, he can't help but wonder if the path he took was a path paved by God. Although it was difficult to walk and it was bumpy, the dawn of hope still showed the other end of the road.

Wang Jingzhe frowned, raised his head and said softly, "Do I hate you? Or do you want to say, are you trying to mess with me and playing with me?"
Chapter completed!