This small puddle is about the size of an oversized bathtub.
At most, it can barely accommodate two adults.
Water in puddles...
There were flashes of silver light, as if the light of the moon were scattered on the water.
But there were billowing clouds and mist above the cave, making it impossible to see out.
And Fu Yang had a feeling that he couldn't touch the clouds at all, otherwise he would definitely die!
Sure enough, the fat cat saw Fu Yang staring at the rolling clouds above the cave and quickly warned him,
"Boy Fu, please don't mess around! Only this cave in my secret base is safe. If you try to mess with it, be careful and your soul will fly away. I'm definitely not joking!"
Master Xiong's expression was rare and serious, and Fu Yang certainly didn't dare not listen.
"This place? How did you find it? Why does my intuition... look so similar to a ghost market?"
Fu Yang was very curious as to how Mr. Xiong discovered this small cave-like place hidden in the void.
Mr. Xiong naturally found a stone and sat on it.
Skillfully, he used his little claws to pinch off a red flower from the vine next to him, threw it into his mouth and ate it.
"This is not what I discovered. But...my truly complete memory started from here."
What?!
Fu Yang was shocked.
Then he seemed to guess something.
He and Ah Huang first discovered Mr. Xiong when they were helping a wealthy client deal with monsters that stole fish and birds. But they never asked Mr. Xiong about his specific origins and where he came from to steal things in the villa area...
Today, you may know something about it.
Since Master Xiong is willing to bring him here, it means that in this fat cat’s heart, he has completely regarded him as one of his own!
"Tell me, damn fat cat, what's the matter with you? I always feel that you are not a simple person. You are obviously a monster, and your human words are slippery. You have a richer vocabulary than me when it comes to cursing people..."
"Fuck! Are you praising me or hurting me, Mr. Fu? Don't think that I won't poke your ass now that you are the leading actor in a tragic drama."
Mr. Xiong made some remarks and then told Fu Yang roughly what he knew about his origins.
In fact, it doesn’t even know who it is and where it comes from?
In the beginning, its consciousness was chaotic.
After that, there are countless memory fragments...
Countless pictures, countless people, countless fighting techniques...but they can't be pieced together to form a complete picture.
So Mr. Xiong himself didn't know whether it was a nightmare or a reality.
When it opened its eyes and truly gained consciousness for the first time, it appeared in this cave. Its belly was floating in the small puddle in the center...
It is obviously like a newborn baby, but there is a lot of information and knowledge that seems to be imprinted directly in its head.
So Mr. Xiong immediately recognized the twenty-one different elixirs and spiritual flowers here, and ate a lot of each one.
After that, it lived alone in this cave for a while, and finally found the exit with the help of the remaining memory of the formation in its mind...
After leaving the mountain, Mr. Xiong wanders around everywhere, causing harm to the world.
Either steal a sheep from this village, or catch a chicken from that farmer...
Finally, they made their way into the city and finally fell into the hands of Fu Yang and Ah Huang.
After listening to Master Xiong's story, Fu Yang was still a little confused.
"Well... I seem to know your origin, but I still don't seem to know."
Mr. Xiong spread his hands in a very pretentious manner: "I told you, I don't know myself. The complete memory started from this cave. Going forward, there are only memory fragments that occasionally appear in my head... …I don’t even know if it really belongs to me.”
The dead fat cat lowered his head, recalling those earth-shattering images in his mind. He really couldn't believe whether they were reality or a dream.
Fu Yang was stunned for a while, then changed the topic.
"Damn Fat Cat, you brought me here not just to tell me this, right? What does it have to do with Wei Ke?"
Mr. Xiong wanted to jump off the stone and motioned to Fu Yang to follow him to the puddle.
"Fu, now, look at this puddle. Although I don't know what the mystery is, I can definitely tell you that it can repair the soul! Because my own soul has been incomplete from the beginning. It was slowly raised in this puddle."
What?!
Fu Yang was shocked.
You know, the soul is the most miraculous thing of intelligent creatures.
Both humans and beasts have souls. Ghosts are originally souls...
When the soul is injured, it is very difficult to repair it.
In fact, Wei Ke's current situation is essentially because his soul has been seriously injured before entering the fetal breath.
Fu Yang suddenly became excited.
"Doesn't that mean...as long as we put Wei Ke's soul in, he can be revived soon?"
Mr. Xiong shook his head gently.
"Boy Fu, this matter is not as simple as you think! Have you seen how powerful the peak ghost king level is? The more powerful the existence, the more difficult it is to repair once something goes wrong with the soul... I guess, If this puddle is used to repair Queen Vico's soul, it will take twenty years for her to wake up."
Twenty years?!
Fu Yang said it was difficult to accept.
His longing for Wei Ke was like the torment of fire. Although he was only in his forties after twenty years, it was too long.
"Actually, this puddle has two functions. First, if you put Queen Vico into this puddle, it is better than nothing. After all, her soul will always be nourished, which is more effective than if you keep her in the talisman paper. A thousand times better. Let me tell you, Mr. Fu, I sneaked into a rich man's treasure house before and stole a 50-year-old Changbai Mountain wild ginseng for experimentation. A drop of that concentrated wild ginseng worth tens of millions The essence is as powerful as a drop of water in this puddle!"
Fu Yang looked at the puddle and his expression suddenly changed!
A drop of water in this puddle is equivalent to the essence of a fifty-year-old wild ginseng!
You can imagine how precious this cave is.
You can also imagine how difficult it is to restore a peak-level Ghost King...
"So, what about the second function? Based on my understanding of you, a fat cat like you, the last one is definitely more important."
Fu Yang stared at Mr. Xiong.
We have been together for so long and have experienced life and death together. We are already very familiar with each other.
Mr. Xiong nodded.
"Yes, the second function is more important! But it is also very dangerous. Once successful, it may be possible to find a way to wake up Wei Ke from fetal breath as quickly as possible. But if it fails... Mr. Fu, your Your soul may be lost. According to modern medical science, you will become a permanent vegetative state!"
Mr. Xiong’s expression was more serious than ever before. (Chapter 5 has been updated! See you tomorrow)
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