When the man heard Zhang Yunxian's inquiry, he blinked a little puzzledly, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"What girl? My duty is to guard this cold storage, and I can't leave a single step!"

Zhang Yunxian saw that the man's speech didn't look like a lie, and he retracted the strength in his hand a little.

"I ask you to answer, don't shout, or I promise you won't see the sun tomorrow morning!"

The man nodded, "I know I'm not your match, what do you want to ask?"

"Ling Zhiyuan, do you know this person?"

"You know, he's one of the core figures in our organization, and he's an SSS-level soul control powerhouse, mainly responsible for extracting the souls of the objects of realization!"

Zhang Yunxian thought to himself, sure enough.

"Where are your experimental bases?"

"I really don't know about this question! I'm just a cold storage keeper, and every time I experiment, someone will come to pick up the organs they need!"

"Then do you know what is the ultimate purpose of Nuwa's organization to create so many soulless supernatural beings?"

The man was stunned, obviously never thinking about this problem.

"For those of us who are experimenting subjects, most of us have reached some kind of bottleneck in our martial arts training, and we want to make a breakthrough through their experiments, and I haven't considered what they want to do with us. So far, at least, I haven't received any other instructions from them other than guarding the cold storage. ”

The man's words are also reasonable, the desire for strength of people who practice martial arts must be far beyond ordinary people, you must know that the higher the martial arts cultivation, the more you understand the truth that there are people outside the world, and the more eager you are to continue to break through and understand new worlds.

But what is the Nuwa organization doing this for?

What is the purpose of stripping the souls of the most combat-capable group of these ordinary human beings?

Zhang Yunxian frowned in confusion, and asked again: "Where did all those strange organs come from in this cold storage?"

"You're talking about the wings and the magical heart, right? They were all sent by a mysterious man named 'Mr. Wan'! Every two months, he would send a batch of organs, and when they first arrived, many of them were still dripping with fresh blood, as if he had taken them from some monster temporarily. ”

"What kind of monster could it be?" Zhang Yunxian muttered suspiciously.

The man suddenly shuddered, and said with some fear: "I have only met once, it was more than half a year ago, one day Mr. Wan brought a very handsome boy to visit the cold storage, and asked me to guard outside the door." I faintly heard the boy say that his grandfather, who was in his 90s, was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer, and he wanted to entrust Mr. Wan to help find a special liver ...... Later, two days later, when Mr. Wan came again, he took a white snow ape that I had never seen before, which was three meters high, and broke his stomach on the spot, took off his liver, and handed it over to the person sent by the son, and told him to change it for the patient within two hours. I heard Mr. Wan tell the man who took the liver that with this liver, there is no problem for the old man to live for another thirty or fifty years!"

"The three-meter-tall white snow ape?" Zhang Yunxianjue's imagination was really a little lacking, he really didn't know what kind of strange creature it should be, judging from the trembling appearance of the man in front of him, he should have been frightened at the time, so that when he thought about it now, he still had such palpitations.

"After you lost your soul, did you feel anything uncomfortable?" Zhang Yunxian glanced at the man's empty eyebrows, and asked with a somewhat complicated mood.

The man fell silent suddenly.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and instead of answering Zhang Yunxian's question head-on, he asked rhetorically: "Do you think there is something wrong with me?"

Zhang Yunxian looked at the man's zombie-like face, sighed, and said slowly: "Our human gods, souls, spirits, wills, and aspirations all belong to the control of the soul, according to the normal understanding, the body and the soul, both are indispensable elements that make up our lives, and without any of them, our lives will be ended!"

The man smiled wryly and did not speak.

Zhang Yunxian continued: "There are indeed high-ranking people in the Nuwa organization, I don't see what method they used, while stripping you of your soul, but also retaining all your sanity, this is really an unreasonable thing. However, I guess that after you people are successfully transformed, you must inevitably have one thing in common, that is, you are irritable and happy, easy to be sad and fearful, and your emotions have become extremely uncontrollable, I don't know, right?"

The man nodded heavily, and said without hesitation: "That's not wrong at all! You know that our martial arts practitioners, especially men, are the most immobile and calm in the face of trouble. But since I was transformed, although I have the ability to control the ice, my temper has become inexplicably irritable, I love to get angry at every turn, and when I get angry, I have to find someone to vent! I used to fight with more than 30 people in a day, and I lost my temper because of me. Later, I couldn't bear to be like this, so I asked for this job of guarding the cold storage, and I only felt a little restrained by sleeping in the freezer every day......"

When Zhang Yunxian heard the man say this, he knew that his guess was not far from ten. Because according to his understanding of spiritual power during this period of time, combined with his perception of the power of the five elements of yin and yang, he gradually had a conclusion in his heart.

That is, from the perspective of yin and yang, the will of the soul controlled by the soul actually belongs to the yang god, and the emotions of human beings such as joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear and panic belong to the yin god.

The criterion of whether a person's body is healthy or not, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, is to see whether the yin and yang gods in the body can achieve a balance.

For these people who have lost their souls, they have lost the control of the Yang God in their bodies, and only the Yin God family is left alone, so all kinds of emotions will naturally become very extreme.

"Do you know that after Ling Zhiyuan stripped your souls, did he destroy them, or did he keep them for other uses?"

The man shook his head, "I don't know! He just told us that the soul is the greatest shackle to the human body's potential, and if we want to have supreme power, we can only throw it away completely!"

Zhang Yunxian thought to himself, it seems that he still has to find Ling Zhiyuan to be able to figure out all this!

"About Ling Zhiyuan and Mr. Wan, how can we find them?"

The man thought for a moment and said: "They are all very mysterious, and they have always been the head and tail of the dragon! Mr. Wan is okay to say, the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow when he will come to deliver organs next time, if you are sure, you can come to meet him at about 12 o'clock in the evening! As for Ling Zhiyuan, I have only met him once when I was doing my own operation, and there is nothing I can do!"

Zhang Yun's idle man was surprisingly cooperative, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart, as if he had been waiting for him to appear so that he could tell himself all this.

"Do you have any conditions to mention?" asked Zhang Yunxian tentatively.

The man rubbed his stiff cheeks and let out a long sigh.

"Over the past year or so, I have become more and more aware that, in fact, it really doesn't mean anything to me to live for a few more decades, or to have any special abilities! I want to find my soul again, I want to have a good dream when I sleep, and I want to be able to get along with my family normally, instead of changing the city into an unreasonable rage and madness......"

"Do you want me to help you find your soul?" Zhang Yunxian suddenly understood.

"If you promise me, whatever you need me to do, I will absolutely cooperate with you!"

Even if your soul is ruined, I promise to help you recreate a new one, you tell me your true identity first!"

"My name is Hong Xuan, I am the president of the Shencheng Martial Arts Association, and the thirty-second generation descendant of the Hong Baguazhang......"