One person, Tang Clan, the thorn of being out of the crowd

Chapter 232 Alternative "Life and Life"

In some special times, people like Yiren rarely die.

Endless feuds in the world, entangled with each other, and they can't even sort it out. They may not even know when this bad skin bag was lost.But……

There is always such a profession. Although you are in the quagmire of the world, you can always stay alone most of the time. You may not know how much energy you have, but it is very reliable to protect your family.

Most doctors, especially those with superb medical skills, can live a very prosperous life.

And in today's era, who is the best among them?Who can be called a national player?
There was no one else, so I spread my fingers and ran them from top to bottom, and there was only one person, the master of the Hu sisters - Wang Zizhong.

The old man was not born in a peaceful era. That era always seemed to be accompanied by artillery fire and vendetta.

Until now... Mr. Wang can definitely say that he is a cross-generational figure who spans two centuries and two eras and has witnessed the transition between the old and the new.

But now...

"Hey... I'm not dead yet... Why are you crying in mourning..."

Wang Zizhong shook his head speechlessly. He was watering the flowers with a showerhead in his hand. Hearing Hu Lanlan's crying voice on the other end of the phone, the boss was unwilling and wanted to throw the phone away.

Okay~ My sister said it was serious. Hu Lanlan thought her master was gone, so she rushed over with just one phone call.

Well... Master is alive and well, and he still has the energy to curse others. He doesn't seem to be heading west.

But...

How can a stranger be the same as a normal person when they are about to die?

In Mr. Wang's own words: "I know my own body well. My five internal organs are all in good condition, but my breath is exhausted and I am almost exhausted..."

Although he looks almost like a normal person now, in the eyes of strangers, his innate energy is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

Hu Qianqian is right, Master...it's only been a few days.

"Don't move around, Master, wait for me to go back! Wuwu..."

Hu Lanlan cried with tears streaming down her face and her voice was filled with tears. She leaned into Liu Sanxie's arms and hung up the phone.

Wang Zizhong was stunned for a moment as he listened to the busy tone on the phone. Water droplets fell from the showerhead. He only came back to his senses when there was a ticking sound.

Hmm~ He poured too much water, and it seems that he is not as calm as he has always acted.

Wang Zizhong shook his head, put down the shower, turned around, and smiled... He still has two visitors to see today. If everything goes well...

Maybe there will be a chance to meet that person in the future.

……

After receiving the news, Liao Zhongber approved Hu and Liu's request for leave without even calling a single call.

It goes without saying that birth, old age, illness and death are all major events, not to mention that he is still such a highly respected national master. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know him and was a little abrupt, Liao Zhong would have thought of following him there.

"I heard that the world will be on good terms with Mr. Wang. He has helped me a lot these years. Lan Lan, don't worry too much."

Well...that's true.

The Tianxiahui, or the Tianxia Group, can be said to be one that discusses with strangers and the other with ordinary people.

An emerging leading company with strong momentum, the president (chairman) Feng Zhenghao is the new tenth man.

Since the founding of the Tianxiahui, President Feng has maintained good relations with all the forces in the alien world. He recruits talents regardless of family affiliation, and the most important one among them is the national player Wang Zizhong.

Didn't you see that after two close disciples of Wang Zizhong left the army, one of them directly entered the Tianxiahui?It can be seen that the two parties have close contacts. If others don't know about Mr. Wang's physical condition, President Feng will never sit idly by and ignore it.

Hu Lanlan nodded and thanked her, said hello and ran out with Liu Sanxie.Hmm~ The place we want to go to this time... is much further away. Whether it's South China or Southwest China, there... compared to them, it's the north in a serious sense.

……

At the same time, in Wang Zizhong's study.

The place is actually very big, but because there are too many bookshelves, the space left is still a little crowded, but... there is no big problem if at least three people can sit there.

Mr. Wang was receiving guests, and there was no one else but Feng Zhenghao and his youngest son Feng Xingtong.

"Xiao Feng, is Ju Ling Qian General really as awesome as you say?"

Phew... Feng Zhenghao, who was drinking tea, choked and couldn't help coughing twice.

This old man just didn't say anything, but when he said it, it was earth-shattering!Considering the old man's physical condition, doesn't President Feng still know what he means?
He waved his hand and shook his head, even the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose trembled twice.

"Hey, didn't I drink too much and brag to you last time?"

"Come on, we've been friends for years. I don't know if your words, Feng Zhenghao, are right?"

Wang Zizhong stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and continued: "When a person dies, his soul disperses, and the Qi turns into the breeze and his flesh turns into mud. This spirit-binding weapon will keep the soul alive and stay in the body of the user..."

As he said that, he raised his head and took a serious look at Feng Zhenghao, and then said: "The user can even inherit the soul's abilities during his lifetime..."

This is the power of witchcraft. It is not just about dispatching generals based on spirits. In fact, it can be done by many witchcrafts.

It’s self-evident what Wang Zizhong’s idea was. If the other person was about to die, the skin would have been donated long ago. If the remaining soul could be put to good use by future generations, it would not be a bad thing for him. .

To have both life and life...to have both life and life, it was obviously about cultivating one's body while alive, but when it came to him, it became such an alternative practice.

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Xingtong, who was standing next to his father, with a kind expression on his face, and said softly: "Xingtong, did your father teach you this method?"

Feng Xingtong didn't understand the meaning, so he thought his elders were asking questions and said respectfully, "Taught me."

"Then when grandpa dies, how about you inherit his medical skills?"

"Okay!"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Feng Xingtong agreed, his father shouted loudly, which made him jump and sweat.

Feng Zhenghao ignored him, turned to Wang Zizhong and shook his head repeatedly.

"This child speaks arrogantly, and what you say is also ridiculous. You are a senior, and let me, the Feng family, use your soul like a tool... This, this..."

Who knew that Wang Zizhong didn't mind at all, he smiled and nodded:
"I like this kid Xingtong, and I can trust you. After I die, I can use this remaining soul to do more things...

please……"

This sentence "please" obviously contains other meanings. Feng Xingtong may not be able to hear it, but Feng Zhenghao can really hear it.

As if he thought of something, his voice became a little deeper, and he looked into Prince Zhong's eyes and said:

"Is it because of Madam Ling? I would rather stay in this world with my soul..."

Seeing that Wang Zizhong had no intention of denying it, he frowned and tried to persuade him again, but Wang Zizhong raised his hand to stop him.

"Xiao Feng...please."

(End of this chapter)