The golden ball of light seemed to hear Ye Ling's heart, and finally stretched out a small tentacle lazily after being silent for a long time.

Garcia held the silver needle and black thread in her hand, like a warrior on the verge of battle, keeping an eye on the movement of the ball of light.

But when the small tentacles protruding from the ball of light appeared, she quickly passed it through with a silver needle, hooking the nearby flesh and sewing them together.

This act, in the eyes of the layman, could not be simpler.

But in fact, this is the most difficult step in the whole ceremony.

The structure of the human body is too complex, and the heart is the hub of human energy.

Garcia had to connect every position with incredible precision.

One mistake can have a ripple effect.

When the silver needle passes through the artificial heart, the black thread is submerged in it, and when it is pierced out, it is divided into two parts: one black and one gold.

Needlework shuttled, and Garcia's forehead was sweating.

Finally, after half an hour, the golden artificial heart has been perfectly integrated with the body.

"Succeeded......"

Garcia wiped the beads of sweat from her cuffs.

"Madame, give it a try. ”

Mrs. Zhang's soul nodded, and Garcia waved her hand to dispel the fog near the soul.

Losing the shade of the mist, Mrs. Zhang's soul made a hollow and cold sound.

"Kids, if I don't wake up this time...... I thank you in advance. ”

The two nodded silently, looking forward to it in their hearts.

Mrs. Zhang turned around, stretched out her hazy hands, and held them on the palms of her body......

............

Early morning.

The sun is shining.

Ye Ling came to the door of Yuanwai Mansion and said loudly: "Madame is back home!"

In the outer mansion, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Son, did you hear that?"

Zhang Shubo and Zhang Wenfeng, father and son, were discussing family affairs in the study, only to hear someone shouting outside.

Zhang Wenfeng frowned and nodded: "I heard it...... It seems to be ......"

"Madame is home!"

Outside the house, there was another shout, loud and loud.

Father and son's eyes widened.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Zhang Shubo jumped up from the table, smashed the white porcelain cup of one hundred and ten gold coins, and ran out of the house like crazy.

"I'm not dreaming, ma'am, you-"

"Mother!" Zhang Wenfeng rushed up.

At the gate of the house, the family was miraculously reunited, and everyone who saw it was moved.

"Good son, don't cry, my mother is back. Mrs. Zhang patted Zhang Wenfeng on the back.

"And you, a fifty-year-old person, what kind of system do you have in front of the public?" she smiled at Zhang Shubo.

Zhang Shubo kept nodding, his expression was crying and laughing, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Mother, I'll help you into the house. ”

"No, no, my mother feels that she is twenty years younger, so go and pick up your father. ”

Ye Ling and Garcia sat at the tea stall opposite the Yuanwai Mansion, and did not disturb the reunion moment.

Until Mrs. Zhang beckoned to the tea stall: "Two benefactors, come in together." ”

At this time, everyone noticed Ye Ling and the others hiding under the tea shed.

Back at home, after the family finished speaking, Ye Ling gave them a pulse.

"Well, thanks to the tranquility pill to recuperate, today's incident is not much of a stimulus to you. ”

For the human body, great joy and great compassion are very easy to damage people's minds.

"Sect Master, what do you mean...... The original soothing pills were not to make us too sad, but to prevent today's surprises from being too much?" Zhang Wenfeng asked.

"Sort of, but the matter of treating Mrs. Zhang, we have always kept it secret, and if it doesn't succeed, we can't cause double damage to you. ”

Zhang Wenfeng nodded, the sect master's words were indeed very reasonable.

It would be cruel not to give them a hope, and then let it be dashed.

"This ceremony, from the very beginning, we have been doing it in secret. ”

In fact, on the day of the crime, Garcia secretly used [Necromantic Mist] to protect Mrs. Zhang's soul.

Her original purpose was actually to better ask Mrs. Zhang, so that he could learn more about the murderer.

But after entering the cave, Garcia saw the "Soul Shaper's Manual", and the idea of resurrecting Madame Zhang came to her heart.

But for her, the practice of exchanging a life for a life is absolutely unacceptable.

This resurrection ritual must not be performed until the correct method has been transformed.

So, she discussed with Garcia and took Mrs. Zhang's body in the name of investigation.

Ye Ling's status is enough to reassure Zhang Yuanwai that the plan all the way is not difficult.

It wasn't until today that they brought Mrs. Zhang back to the father and son as they were, and Ye Ling proudly said that all this credit came from his wife, his proudest partner.

Zhang Shubo stared at his wife's face and found that her face had returned to the way she was in her twenties.

"This is all the effect of Hongmeng Aura, your wife's heart is healthier than a normal person!" Ye Ling said.

"The two of you must not leave tonight, I will set up a banquet in the mansion, and the two of you must enjoy the light!" Zhang Shubo stood up excitedly and immediately beckoned the servants.

"Thank you Zhang Yuanwai for your kindness, we won't stay in the mansion tonight, Tianyan Sect has a lot of things, and the new city lord of Nanping Town has also taken office in the morning, I will be doing some handover with him in a while, and I will go back to the sect." ”

"Yes, yes. Zhang Yuanwai nodded and sat down slowly.

"Wen Feng, these two months, accompany your mother well, but don't let go of the basic skills, when you return to the sect, come to the martial arts training ground to report to me first. ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Wenfeng's face was full of excitement.

Today is a double happiness for him.

The return of my mother from death is the first great joy.

Ye Ling wanted to test him personally, which was the second great joy.

He was originally a disciple of the Sword Skill Hall, and the training and examination were all in charge of the Master of the Sword Skill Hall.

Ye Ling understated the test, but Zhang Wenfeng knew very well in his heart what it meant.

If he passes the test, he will become a direct disciple of the sect master!

............

Night.

Ye Ling and Garcia returned to Western Xinjiang on horseback.

In fact, he wasn't in a hurry, he just didn't want Zhang Yuanwai to break the bank.

The strong horses of Aoxue City are having some difficulty today.

Zhang Yuanwai is a real person, last time Ye Ling didn't have anything to say, the local specialty dried tofu.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, Zhang Yuanwai actually sent someone to cover all the inventory in the store.

Three full boxes of dried tofu can be eaten until the Year of the Monkey......

"Listen to what you just meant, do you want to accept Zhang Wenfeng as a direct disciple?" Garcia chattered.

"That's right. ”

"But although he is already at the level of an elite disciple, his talent and strength are ...... It's still a little worse. ”

"It's a little worse now, but he has some advantages that no one else has, and you haven't noticed. Ye Ling turned his head sideways and said with a meaningful smile.