Wei Zi looked at her expressionlessly and said softly: "It's up to you, you can find it however you like."
Wei Xuan's self-confessed words may scare other people in the world, but for Wei Zi, a forensic doctor who dissects dead bodies and an archaeological expert who goes to tombs to explore ancient corpses, they are just like scratching the surface. She has no emotions in her heart.
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Seeing Wei Zi's attitude, Wei Xuan became even more angry. But now, it was difficult for her to even move. She couldn't do anything except stare at Wei Zi with her eyes.
"I'm here today to make a deal with you. If you agree, I can ask Mr. Zhang to treat your injuries and move you to a cleaner place until you are punished." Wei Zi said calmly.
"Tell me about it." Wei Xuan's face was gloomy.
"You only need to tell me one thing: Why did you call me a monster that day in the hall and say I was not going to die soon?"
"Haha——" A vicious smile suddenly appeared on Wei Xuan's gloomy face: "You want to know? Haha... I won't tell you! It's all about death anyway, I don't care about anything anymore.
"
Her face was distorted and there were veins on her forehead: "I will die with this secret, and you will never know..."
"Oh." Wei Zi's tone rose slightly, and she looked at Wei Xuan calmly: "Then I might as well tell you something. That day, Lin An'an publicly recorded the truth. It was not about Zen Master Huijue's spiritual summoning method, but about me.
She used hypnosis."
Wei Zi squatted down, looked at Wei Xuan's face that was gradually dazed, and said word by word: "If you want to say it, I will let you die cleanly; if you don't want to say it, I can use hypnosis to make you tell the truth.
But you will die in a puddle of mud. Which one you choose?"
Wei Xuan's face turned pale: "Wei Zi, you are really a monster!"
"I'm willing to make this deal, I say it, I say it!" Wei Fei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted.
"Ah Fei!" Wei Xuan shouted.
"Second sister, I want to have a good meal, take a good bath, and recuperate... Wuwu, I don't want this, and I don't want to die..." Wei Fei cried and squirmed.
He crawled over and grabbed the hem of Wei Zi's skirt with his blood-stained hands.
Wei Zi let her go and said: "As long as you tell me, I will let you eat well, take a bath well, and let the doctor come and treat you."
"I said it, I said it!" Wei Fei ignored Wei Xuan's fierce glare and said everything:
"Mom said that you, like your mother, are descendants of a foreign race. After death, you will not be reincarnated. You can only be a lonely ghost until your soul is gone..."
Wei Zi frowned and understood why when she opened the ancient Wei Zi's coffin, there was a forbidden curse that would prevent her from rebirth.
It was Wei Zhuang who used witchcraft to suppress her because she was afraid of the ghost's backlash.
However, there is a flaw in Wei Fei's statement.
"What you mean is that my mother and I are from different races, and the souls of foreign races cannot enter reincarnation. So how did my mother come here? How did I come here?" Wei Zi asked.
"As long as the bloodline of your clan has children with the same person, the children will be foreigners. Therefore, as long as you give birth to children before you die, the bloodline will not be broken." Wei Fei replied.
"How much do you know about foreign races?" Wei Zi continued to ask.
Wei Fei shook his head: "That's all I know..." Her face became nervous, for fear of making Wei Zi unhappy, so she turned her head and asked Wei Xuan: "Second sister, do you know? If you know,
