The Fengmen Zombie was thinking about it.
It was also at this time.
Zhang Wei's voice came. He first imitated the Fengmen Zombie, cautiously looking around to ensure no one was eavesdropping, then described the attire. He even said:
"The person who returned alive, although not of our family, was on the same side as our great-grandfather. He told the family members at that time that when our great-grandfather died, he actually wanted to go to the rescue."
"But unfortunately, he was entangled by someone and couldn't break free to save him. However, he saw a man wearing black Taoist robes, handsome, full of masculine energy, with long hair tied with a wooden hairpin, running to save you."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The Fengmen Zombie was greatly shaken. His mind couldn't help but recall one of the few remaining memories, the memory of 'the battlefield'. The scene just before his death, a companion with bloodshot eyes, roared and ran towards him.
And the appearance and attire of that companion were exactly the same as what Zhang Wei described!
At this moment.
The Fengmen Zombie stared intently at Zhang Wei, his body trembling violently with emotion.
[Ding! Fengmen Zombie... is my descendant, there's no mistake! My family, my children!!]
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The system prompt sounded in Zhang Wei's mind.
At the same time.
There was also the touched emotion of the Fengmen Zombie. He never expected to have surviving descendants. He thought he would live with amnesia his whole life, with no one ever knowing about his descendants. But now, someone remembered him, and it was his own descendant.
Just as the Fengmen Zombie was immersed in joy.
Zhang Wei's voice came:
"Great-grandfather, do you believe me now? I am your descendant. As for why I am on the fourth underground level, it's because my family accidentally learned about your appearance and found that it matched the ancestral portrait. So they asked me to befriend the Wei Dao Division and gradually obtain the qualification to enter the fourth underground level."
The Fengmen Zombie nodded:
"So that's how it is, child. You've worked hard. The rules on the fourth underground level are very strict. It must have taken you a lot of effort to get the qualification to enter. I believe you, you are my descendant."
Zhang Wei also nodded at this, then changed the subject:
"It's good that Great-grandfather believes me. But Great-grandfather, as you said, I need to provide proof to prove my relationship with you. Now that you've finished asking your questions, I think it's my turn to ask, to ensure you are indeed my great-grandfather. I hope Great-grandfather won't mind."
Facing Zhang Wei's words.
The Fengmen Zombie was not surprised; on the contrary, he was very pleased. He nodded in his heart:
[As expected of my family. Even after several generations, not only has my handsomeness been inherited, but this caution is also inherited from me.]
Thinking this.
The Fengmen Zombie tried his best to reply gently:
"It's right to be cautious. Ask away, and I will answer whatever I can."
"Okay, Great-grandfather."
Zhang Wei said, adding in his mind:
"Heh heh, it's my turn to attack, you idiot. Once I've extracted all your secrets, heh heh heh."
Then.
Zhang Wei thought for a moment and asked:
"Great-grandfather, may I ask why you went to the battlefield? If you are my great-grandfather, I believe you must know."
"Uh..."
The Fengmen Zombie, who was smiling gleefully just a moment ago, had his mouth twitch and his smile abruptly stopped the next second.
[Ding! Fengmen Zombie is embarrassed]
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Following closely.
The Fengmen Zombie's thoughts surged into Zhang Wei's mind:
[Damn it, what should I do? I don't know, I have amnesia.]
Then.
Feeling Zhang Wei's gradually narrowing eyes as he couldn't answer.
[Child, don't look at me with that suspicious gaze. I am truly your great-grandfather. Believe me. Damn it, what should I do? I can't answer. What if my family doesn't recognize me?]
The Fengmen Zombie thought, and finally, he braced himself and said:
"Child, you might not believe this, but perhaps because I was refined into a zombie, I have lost a lot of memories. I can only remember some scattered memories. Regarding the battlefield, I only remember fighting on the battlefield."
"As for the reason for going to the battlefield, I have no memory left, really, believe me."
In his words.
The Fengmen Zombie was a little anxious. He had finally found his family, and he was very afraid that his family would not recognize him.
Seeing this.
Zhang Wei put on a thoughtful expression and said:
"It seems that what the Wei Dao Division told me was correct, Great-grandfather, you have amnesia. I thought you were deliberately pretending to have amnesia and didn't want to say, but it's really amnesia?"
"Yes, I really have amnesia."
"Then what memories do you still remember, Great-grandfather? Tell me everything. My family still has a lot of information about you. Let me see if what you say matches."
As Zhang Wei spoke.
The Fengmen Zombie couldn't help but recall his few remaining memories. The information from his memories surfaced in his mind, and at the same time, appeared in Zhang Wei's mind.
He didn't leave many memories.
The first memory.
It was his most profound memory, which was information about the Dragon Sealing Well—"The Dragon Sealing Well must never be occupied by others; that sole spot must be mine!"
The second memory.
It was also about the Dragon Sealing Well. After he killed powerful individuals, not just him, but other exorcists in his family, even his companions, would throw the corpses into the Dragon Sealing Well after killing their enemies.
And this was accompanied by a memory scene...
It was him killing an exorcist, who was at the Half-step Ghost King level. He carried the corpse and threw it into the Dragon Sealing Well closest to him.
As the corpse was thrown down, he murmured to himself:
"Although it's not at the Ghost King level, it's good enough. Let me count how many I've thrown down. Damn it, how many bodies are needed?"
The third memory.
This time, it wasn't about the Dragon Sealing Well, but about the Fengmen Zombie himself. Because he was handsome and had an ethereal demeanor, in that era, he was definitely comparable to a celebrity. Whenever a woman pursued him, as long as she was not bad-looking, he would accept her. His behavior was even more "Ximen Qing" than Ximen Qing.
Seeing these review scenes, Zhang Wei was a little speechless. This was a useless memory.
The fourth memory...
It was the Fengmen Zombie teaching the younger generation in the family to cultivate. On the training ground, elders would be present, drinking tea and playing chess, while the juniors admired him and received his guidance.
One of the junior disciples said:
"Uncle, if I train like this, can I become as powerful as you? I also want to help."
To this.
The Fengmen Zombie smiled and reached out to pat his head:
"You will. Xiao Zhuojun, with such good talent, you will become even more powerful than me."
These warm family scenes were hard to imagine appearing in the mind of a Zombie King who had destroyed the entire Fengmen Village and killed many powerful exorcists.
However.
It was also seeing this scene.
Zhang Wei's heart rose with a sly smile:
"Very good, Xiao Zhuojun, I've decided to use you. I'll make you my ancestor, hahahaha."
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