Leaving the depressing underground corridor and walking on the ground for a long time, Fang Qiong couldn't help but want to open his arms and take a deep breath to enjoy the air from the surface, but after looking at the strange dead branches around him under the pale blue light, as well as the many ghostly fires and ghosts that flickered far and near, he finally dispelled this thought. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, even if it wasn't underground, it was still a corpse breeding ground, and the gloomy and unpleasant air was not much better than in the dungeon.

The reason why they returned to the ground from the dungeon and headed towards a canyon where the yin qi was extremely strong was because of the conditions that the corpse king had put forward for them.

――Go to the canyon where the yin energy is most abundant in the corpse breeding area, and disperse the zombies there.

Although the corpse king has become a drought fish, it is still a zombie after all, so he will always lead tens of thousands of zombies in the corpse field as the corpse king, and the leader of such a zombie asks the fox to disperse a zombie, no matter how you think about it, it feels very strange.

However, the blue fox did not show the slightest surprise when he first heard it, but looked at the corpse king thoughtfully, and nodded and agreed without asking too much.

So, they left the dungeon and set foot on the cold and damp black land of the corpse raising ground again.

Feeling the faint dampness that had been spreading under his feet, Fang Qiong's expression looked very unsightly.

Originally, he thought that after leaving the endless labyrinth and returning to the dungeon, the only thing he had to do was to act as a zombie Taoist priest who pretended to be powerful, and then when Canghu finished talking to the corpse king, he could take Fang Jue to leave this place full of yin qi and go back to Fang's house to get secret medicine to cure the corpse poison on her body, but it turned out to be like this, how could he not be in a bad mood?

Glancing at Liu Yuanhua and Canghu who were walking in front with a tense face, Fang Qiong turned his head again and looked at Fang Jue who was being held tightly by him for the tenth time, Fang Jue, who noticed his gaze, immediately turned his head to look over, and the moment his eyes met, Fang Qiong suddenly felt a spring blossom in his heart, and couldn't help but show her a somewhat silly smile, which provoked Fang Jue to smile lightly, and pinched his hand helplessly, then turned his gaze back to look at the road illuminated by the "Guangying Ming Lantern", and carefully followed Canghu to avoid some naturally formed traps in the corpse raising ground.

As soon as Fang Jue's gaze left, Fang Qiong's expression changed to the same as before, although he also kept avoiding the traps that he had already seen or hadn't noticed at all, but his mind didn't focus on this at all, instead he glanced at Fang Jue's pretty face from time to time, secretly paying attention to her face.

Although with the help of Canghu before, the corpse poison in Fang Jue's body has been suppressed, and Canghu also guarantees that there will be no attack if she has her corpse poison in Fang Jue, but after all, there is a poison left in her body, and if Fang Qiong is not eliminated as soon as possible, he will never be able to put his mind at ease, the longer this time drags on, the more worries in his heart will be, little by little as they move forward silently, and gradually turn into a thick impatience, Fang Qiong finally couldn't help but open his mouth to Canghu angrily.

"Hey! Why should we promise a zombie...... What are the conditions of a drought? Wouldn't it be nice to just beat that kind of guy and force him to agree? What kind of reasoning and conditions do you want to talk to him...... What the hell is going on in your head? ”

The clear disclosure of the rough words made Liu Yuanhua, who had always looked at Fang Qiong as if he was troublesome, looked back at him rarely, raised his eyebrows and seemed to agree, seeing this, Canghu couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and turned back and said: "Little master, people are not stupid, if they are unreasonable and use violence to force him to agree, do you think he will sincerely help?" ”

Fang Qiong scoffed: "With his rigid appearance that has been rigid for thousands of years, how much can his brain turn?" Wouldn't it be nice to just fool around? ”

"Little master, what kind of performance did the corpse king make you think his brain is not turning?"

"That's a lot...... recalling the words and deeds of the Corpse King, Fang Qiong, who wanted to quickly count a lot, couldn't help but choke.

"Can't think of it, can you?"

Looking at the smiling blue fox, although Fang Qiong didn't want to admit it, it was the case.

Can't think of it.

Compared to those low-level zombies who always show greedy eyes at him, or middle-level zombies who are much calmer but occasionally show instinctive colors, the Corpse King's every move, and even his every look, is exactly the same as that of humans.

And it's also a human being in a high position, with good etiquette but a deep city.

“…… But how is this possible? Even if the zombie's self-awareness and thinking ability will gradually increase with the Tao as you said, it is impossible to cultivate the temperament of being in a high position all year round? ”

Looking at Fang Qiong, who couldn't figure it out, Canghu reminded: "Little young master, do you remember what the scale of his tomb was?" ”

"Don't you say it's the 'King's Tomb'?" Subconsciously said, Fang Qiong reacted immediately, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "You mean...... Does he remember what happened when he was alive? ”

Canghu nodded: "Based on his cultivation, he should have recalled most of the things in his life, and it is natural that his words and deeds will be very similar to those before his death." ”

"But ......"

Fang Qiong frowned and scratched his head, it seemed that there was a collision of ideas in his brain, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to describe it for a while, a "but" was choked there, and Fang Jue, who was listening quietly next to him, saw through his thoughts and spoke softly for him.

But if so, isn't that the resurrection of the dead? So what is the difference between a 'zombie' and a living person? ”

"The difference is that they don't have a soul, and even if they are born consciousness, it can't be counted as a continuation of the life of the person who was alive."

Fang Qiong, who was frowning, finally cleared her mind, and as soon as she heard Canghu's calm voice, she finally opened her mouth and asked, "Why?" Can't you still be considered a person if you have memories of your life? ”

Canghu was stunned by his extremely quick rhetorical question, and then replied: "But zombies don't have souls!" ”

"Isn't a person's character formed by memory? Since the 'memory' is still there, isn't that 'person' still there? What does the 'soul' represent? What can it do? ”

"This ......" Canghu pondered for a moment, "logically speaking, the 'spirit' in the three souls and seven spirits is the key to supporting the actions of the human body, and the three souls are responsible for the spirit aspect, among which the 'fetal light' is the primordial spirit, which is responsible for the vitality of the whole person, the 'ghost' is the main reproduction, and the 'cool spirit' is the main cognition of the god, and all thinking and memories come from this." Therefore, if the seven souls are scattered, the person will be destroyed, and if the three souls are separated, the person will die, and then the corpse will become a zombie, which has nothing to do with the original 'person'. ”

"According to you, the biggest role of the soul is to carry a person's memory, right? So since they can also have memories of life after turning into zombies, isn't it the same as when they have a soul when they are alive? Why can't it be considered me? ”

Canghu was asked, and after thinking about it, he could only say, "But ...... If you don't have the same three souls, you can't always be the same person, right? ”

"If you have to say that you have the same soul to be the same person, then I ask you, people are reincarnated after death, right? So after the same soul is reincarnated and reborn, is that person the same as the person in the previous life? Can you call the same person without the same memories? ”

Looking at Fang Qiong, who was getting up as he spoke, Canghu's eyes shook suddenly.

It was as if she saw a teenager with a similar expression, but even more angry.

…… Why do you want to live as he asks? Why do you have to be someone you don't even know? Just by having the same soul, are you destined to be a "substitute"?

The voice of indignation sounded as if it was ringing in his ears, and his heart suddenly hurt violently, making Canghu feel a little difficult to breathe, and his vision began to distort.

As if, I could see a familiar figure again.

The white and beautiful figure, unstained with any worldly dust, quietly raised an indifferent smile to her, and called her softly in the world's gentlest voice.

- Call her gently by a name that doesn't belong to her at all.