Chapter 154 I Am Your Ancestor

Outside, by the roadside, Attorney An was placed in a makeshift tent. He was still very weak, constantly sweating, the food poisoning symptoms not weakening as he had hoped, but instead steadily eating away at his health and spirit.

To put it bluntly,

it was only because Attorney An's mental strength was far greater than that of ordinary people

that he appeared to be fine,

when in reality, he could very well die within half an hour without effective treatment.

Every year, many people die from food poisoning due to a lack of timely medical attention, and Attorney An's case was extremely serious.

In other words, heaven knows what was in that liquor.

If it had really just been urine, that would have been fine.

Perhaps the liquor itself was poisonous,

and he had drunk an entire jar!

But,

no one had time to take him to the hospital right now. Everyone was frantically digging downwards, trying to reopen the collapsed passage.

Attorney An mustered all his strength and turned over, his phone still in his hand.

As a seriously ill patient unable to be taken to the hospital,

lying on the side,

playing on his phone,

wasn't too much to ask, right?

It really wasn't.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up, nor could he help in any way. Just managing to stay alive was already a great help.

Bai Yingying was digging with her bare hands like a madwoman, her eyes bloodshot. But with a tunnel dozens of meters deep, even with the strength of a zombie, it would be difficult to dig it out in a short amount of time without an excavator.

Zhang Yanfeng silently helped with the clearing;

he knew

that the reason Zhou Ze was still down there was because he had detonated the explosive one too many times.

He also felt guilty, very guilty.

Old Zhang was an honest man. Zhou Ze had done him a favor, and he had always regarded Zhou Ze as a friend, even a benefactor. That's why he had changed so much and become more flexible.

Many things he would never have done before, he now did.

And therefore,

if Zhou Ze really couldn't get out and something happened because he detonated the explosive one too many times,

he would never be able to forgive himself.

In fact,

even the most agitated and angry Bai Yingying didn't blame him, because everyone knew that if Old Zhang hadn't detonated the explosive back then, the three of them would have been finished together.

Old Zhang had indeed blasted a path of survival for the people below. As for detonating the explosive one too many times or one too few times, Old Zhang wasn't an expert from the geological survey team. Besides, even an expert would be at a loss without any measuring instruments.

If Old Zhang hadn't detonated the explosive,

the three of them would have been blocked to death by the pursuers.

Now, at least two of them had come out.

The little loli, not caring about the dirt, was directly using her tongue to help Yingying move stones. She felt the most guilty, because everyone had come here to save her, and now the boss was still trapped below, his life or death unknown. Honestly, even a stone would have been warmed by their hearts at this moment.

Attorney An had dark circles under his eyes, his lips were white, and he had a high fever again. Honestly, he felt like he was in hell.

At this moment,

the little loli, whose tongue was already bleeding and injured, sat down next to Attorney An.

She wasn't slacking off,

but rather,

she picked up the mineral water bottle next to her and took several large gulps,

spitting out

bloody water and a large amount of mud.

Attorney An quietly watched this scene from the side,

saying nothing,

and nothing was appropriate to say.

After rinsing her mouth, the little loli ran back to Yingying's side and helped to open up the tunnel together.

Attorney An then closed his eyes slightly.

Honestly,

at this moment,

it felt like a team.

If only he hadn't fallen ill.

Why

did he deliberately pour more wine into the boss's bowl at that time?

In the end,

drinking causes trouble.

Drinking causes trouble, oh.

Boss,

you must hold on.

Attorney An wondered what he could do to help now?

Play some background music on his phone?

"The Working Class Has Strength"?

After thinking about it,

in order to avoid being directly killed by Yingying in her rage,

Attorney An gave up on this idea.

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"I really like her."

The little boy's body was constantly swaying,

his already small body

now exuding a sense of being old and frail.

"I really like her. From the first time I saw her in the villa, she was so unique, so eye-catching.

I liked her at first sight;

my heart seemed to be telling me

that she belonged to me,

that I should take her back to my home, that she would be with me forever, forever..."

The little boy was confessing his love,

more like issuing a decree.

He looked at Zhou Ze,

like a Cowherd looking at the Queen Mother of the West.

After all,

if it weren't for Zhou Ze's appearance,

the little loli would still be in his hands, and she would have been his sooner or later.

In fact, generally speaking,

children have the strongest possessiveness, because children often lack reason, unlike adults, who have many scruples.

But the little boy in front of him couldn't simply be represented by "child".

He was just a child when he died.

Heaven knows how many years he had lived in this underground shadow?

Anyway,

Zhou Ze felt that this guy's age wouldn't be younger than Yingying's.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to take in subordinates and expand his influence.

Even this underground area before the explosion

seemed to be his personal playground.

He personally created this gang,

established this underground order.

When other children his age were only playing with building blocks, he already had his own career, his own... empire.

Today,

he may have lost more than just the woman he liked,

but also everything he had built in the past.

The monsters and wandering souls that depended on him here,

the zombie subordinates he had personally cultivated and collected,

he had painstakingly,

day after day, year after year,

built up everything,

only to have it instantly collapse because of Zhou Ze's appearance!

Zhou Ze understood his hatred.

Many times, saints like to teach others to learn to empathize, but self-interest is a human instinct.

"I like her, but you took her away from me..."

The distance between the little boy and Zhou Ze was less than ten meters.

He was very weak and seriously injured, but he still had a breath to support him.

And Zhou Ze,

wasn't exactly mud, but he was related to it.

Stimulating one's potential once is man conquering nature, but twice or three times? Was that possible?

Zhou Ze felt that he had lived a very rich, wonderful, and fulfilling day today.

If possible,

he really didn't want to put a period to his life at this time.

"Pfft..."

Fresh blood continued to overflow,

but Zhou Ze still endured the tearing pain in his lungs,

and forcibly opened his mouth to say:

"You should... should..."

"I should what?"

The little boy continued to move forward. He didn't seem to mind continuing to talk to Zhou Ze for a while at this time.

Perhaps,

this was the last respect

he could give to this person who had once been an opponent, then an ally, and now an opponent again.

The two of them, between each other, actually had a little bit of mutual appreciation.

Just like before, Zhou Ze was watching the little boy work so hard, and he was still able to squeeze out the last bit of strength in his body.

"Pursuing... pursuing someone... isn't like this... you can give her things...

For example... send her a heart... carved out of stone."

Zhou Ze coughed a few times and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood:

"These kinds of stone hearts... can be bought wholesale."

"Stone heart?"

The little boy obviously couldn't understand the outside world,

and didn't know

that this thing is now the most popular and useful gift for ordinary girls and top female celebrities alike.

"I can give her, give her a mine!"

The little boy retorted.

Zhou Ze muttered his lips,

seeming to have killed the conversation again.

If he were a girl, he would probably choose a mine. A mine, at least eight hundred million.

"You like... like her... should go to... find her father..."

Go find my good brother,

Wang Ke.

Zhou Ze felt like he was crazy, but he was used to it.

Every time he was about to die or in a major crisis,

his brain circuits would always become extraordinarily strange.

Now,

he somewhat understood why Cao Cao, before his death, didn't order matters of state, but rather arranged for the future lives of his beloved concubines.

Perhaps,

this is the norm

for people who have seen the winds and clouds and life and death.

It's also tiring to always recall glorious and upright things.

For example, himself now,

is trying to teach a little boy to build a correct view of love.

"Bring her father over too?"

"..." Zhou Ze.

It seemed

that it could work too.

With Wang Ke's wisdom that could even move the ghost messengers,

if Wang Ke were here,

he might really be able to develop the little boy into his "future son-in-law".

That scene

was too beautiful.

Zhou Ze had never been good at verbal persuasion. In his past life, he was a person who talked less and did more. The last time he persuaded Zhu Shengnan, he even stimulated Zhu Shengnan to go berserk.

If he had known this would happen,

he shouldn't have stopped Wang Ke from coming with him to find his daughter before.

Maybe Wang Ke would have "blew his trumpet" here

and moved the little boy to kneel down and call him "Dad",

and then the two of them would have gone out hand in hand to build a happy family together.

"Pfft..."

Another mouthful of blood was spat out.

Zhou Ze felt that even if the little boy didn't make a move,

his rate of spitting blood wouldn't be far from death.

The little boy finally walked up to Zhou Ze

and squatted down in front of him.

Suddenly,

the little boy suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth, biting down.

The ghost jade, attempting to sneak attack, was directly thrown away, landing in the corner, turning into an almost transparent ball. Like Zhou Ze, it had also been overdrawn.

"Alright, now you have no support, right?"

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze.

"Actually, I'm really curious. You're a zombie, that's right.

You have the aura of a zombie on you,

these fingernails

are sharper than mine,

these fangs

are more terrifying than mine,

but your body

is so weak,

perhaps a little stronger than ordinary mortals.

What exactly are you?"

Zhou Ze remembered that he seemed to have answered this question several times. He had already told him the correct answer since the first time they met.

But he had never believed it,

which made Zhou Ze a little disappointed,

the disappointment of not being understood and recognized when telling the truth.

"Actually, I was once very curious about what the outside world was like, but I only dared to wander around in this mountain, not daring to go out, because I had a feeling that once I ran out randomly, I would die!"

Zhou Ze remembered

that the little loli had said that Yingying was being influenced by his identity as a ghost messenger because she had been staying by his side, and the underworld and reincarnation were part of the Dao of Heaven.

So,

Yingying, who had been staying by his side, was a bit like a former auxiliary police officer, a temporary worker, half an insider.

That's why

Yingying was able to appear so free.

And before meeting him,

Madam Bai had always sealed Yingying in a coffin for two hundred years, never letting her out. Obviously, it wasn't because Madam Bai was too ruthless and selfish, but because she knew that letting Yingying out to breathe some fresh air on her own authority would likely be harming her.

No matter how strong the northeastern immortals were, wouldn't they have to shrink their heads and act like grandsons even when entering the world?

The former Yinggou could say "When I was born, there was no Buddha in the world",

and Zhou Ze could also say "When I was born, one couldn't become a spirit".

Times have changed,

and the rules are different.

"Do you... want... to go out...?"

Boss Zhou felt that he should struggle for his own flame of life

once more.

"I do!"

The little boy said.

That's easy,

do you want to be a monkey?

Oh no,

"Do you... want to go to school... want to read?"

The little boy tilted his head slightly, obviously not understanding the meaning of these words.

"My house... has... a lot of books..."

Because the books had never been sold.

The little boy smiled.

"I know what you want to say."

Zhou Ze's eyes became a little dim.

That's right,

this guy wasn't as easy to fool as Little Monkey.

How wonderful it would be if everyone in this world was like Little Monkey.

"I will go out, even if going out means death, but I will go out.

I will go out to find her,

I will definitely find her!"

"She's... now... just... above... go find her..."

Zhou Ze reminded.

Go up and find her quickly,

they must still be waiting for me up there,

hurry up and go,

go pursue your love, pursue your love,

and then be smashed to death by Yingying with one punch!

Zhou Ze felt that,

with the little boy's current state,

Yingying could completely beat him to death unilaterally!

"I will, you can see that this place is no longer habitable, I will, but before I leave, I will kill you first."

"Why... why..."

"Because I feel that you have always treated me like a child,

always,

treating me like an idiot!"

"..." Zhou Ze.

Was it that obvious?

"So, before you die, I hope you tell me truthfully, in its entirety,

what exactly

are you?"

The little boy put his hand on Zhou Ze's forehead,

he only needed to use a little force

to crush Zhou Ze's skull.

At the same time,

he put his face in front of Zhou Ze's,

staring carefully into Zhou Ze's eyes:

"I know a saying, people are kind when they are about to die. You are about to die, I will give you one last chance to speak.

Answer me,

what exactly,

what exactly,

what exactly are you!"

The little boy roared,

gusts of fishy wind blowing on Zhou Ze's face.

"Where... did you... find... the hot spring...? It's quite comfortable... to soak in..."

This wasn't Zhou Ze speaking,

this voice was coming from Zhou Ze's heart!

Zhou Ze opened his mouth,

a look of surprise on his face.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze's expression,

somewhat confused.

Was he

going crazy before his death?

"I fuck your mother, I'm about to die, do you know that! No, we're going to die together!"

Zhou Ze roared in his heart.

The first day away from Yinggou,

he missed him!

"I know... otherwise... what do you think... just now... who... gave you... the power... to turn into a zombie...?"

"..." Zhou Ze.

"You've been watching the show from the side? You woke up a long time ago? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"You... didn't... call... me..."

"You did it on purpose."

This was definitely intentional!

"Yes..."

Zhou Ze suddenly had the urge to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

This urge

was very similar to how Yinggou felt when he heard "Coffee, newspaper, and sugar"!

"When I... just soaked... in the pool... I... woke up... most... of the effects... in the pool... were absorbed... by me...

That's why... you and... this... little friend... are recovering so... slowly..."

"Answer me quickly, what exactly are you!

Or, if you don't answer,

I'll kill you now!"

The little boy raised his palm,

ready to fall!

Zhou Ze suddenly grinned, smiling, even though smiling with a face full of blood must be ugly.

Then,

Zhou Ze looked at the little boy in front of him with a provocative look,

and said word by word:

"I

am

your

ancestor!"

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