Zhang Tian couldn't help but speak, looking at Zhang Qilin.
"You know about this kind of pill?"
He never expected that someone who had lost his memory would know about such a miraculous pill.
"I only remember the name of this pill, but I don't know the specifics."
Zhang Qilin's expression was complex; he tried hard to recall but couldn't.
"Forget it, if you can't remember, don't force it. We'll meet it again eventually."
Zhang Tian gently patted Zhang Qilin's shoulder, trying to ease his tension.
Zhang Qilin nodded and said no more.
"Hey, I thought there was some progress. By the way, you can actually talk, kid? You haven't said a word from before until now, you really are a big dummy."
Pangzi grumbled, his mouth as usual.
"Pangzi, I think you'd be very popular in the village."
"Why?"
"Because you fit right in with the auntie groups!"
Zhang Tian shot Pangzi a look, then scanned his surroundings.
"Pangzi, you bought a siheyuan and you can't even be bothered to renovate it? This courtyard could be worth a lot in the future."
Zhang Tian said casually.
"Get real, boss. Are you a fortune teller? Even the experts say that siheyuans are just about sentimentality and won't appreciate in value."
Pangzi looked unconvinced.
Zhang Tian waved his hand, saying nothing more.
Meanwhile, at the trial scene.
【Holy cow, they've met a prophet!】
【This round of wolf self-destructing, the prophet struck quickly.】
【If this siheyuan belonged to me, then my assets would be...】
【Don't even think about it. Siheyuans in Beili are now over a hundred million, truly worth their weight in gold. Plus, this place is very close to Hongqi, in the first ring.】
【So the rich are among us!】
【Fatty, you're actually this rich. Oh no, I'm falling for you now.】
【By the way, when are they going to the Xisha Underwater Tomb?】
The crowd below buzzed with discussion.
Pangzi had, for a moment, become the dream lover of countless gold-digging women.
Chen Xi, however, looked at Pangzi.
This guy, unbeknownst to them, was quite wealthy. If he were acting in his capacity as a tomb raider,
Then these assets would absolutely have to be handed over.
But if he were a donor, he wouldn't only not have to hand them over, he might even be rewarded.
However, whether he could become a donor was not up to her to decide.
She had to watch the memories of Zhang Tian and the others, all those memories from dozens of tombs, before a conclusion could be reached.
If they truly protected ancient tombs and donated artifacts, then Chen Xi would have nothing more to say; they should be cleared.
But if they destroyed even one major tomb midway, then everything before would be in vain.
At this moment, online.
This trial was being broadcast live across the entire network, so it was generating considerable buzz.
The viewership had already surpassed a hundred million.
【You call this tomb raiding?】
【I've been watching for so long, I'm too shocked to speak. I quickly took out my inflatable girlfriend to comfort myself.】
【By the way, are ghosts really real? Is this stuff reliable?】
【Oh no, my deceased grandfather has returned to ask me for money, saying there's a rebellion in the underworld and I need to burn him money. What should I do? Please advise.】
【You in front, your grandfather is also quite talented. I suggest burning him a money printing machine.】
【I checked the information. It's said that many experts died before making any progress at the Xisha Underwater Tomb. I didn't expect these people to be there too.】
【What I'm most curious about is, why were the Nine Gates, founded by Zhang Tian himself, all arrested?】
Countless questions flooded the internet.
They not only wanted to see how Zhang Tian explored tombs but also to understand this real world.
Even the mysterious Nine Gates, why were they exposed? All of this captivated them.
At the scene, Pangzi looked at Zhang Qilin.
"Second Brother, Fatty thinks you'd look even cooler wearing a hat."
Pangzi said with a smile. Zhang Qilin glanced at him.
"I think so too..."
Zhang Tian ignored them and continued to recall.
The memories continued.
Soon, by noon, the renovation team had finished.
Zhang Tian and Zhang Qilin stood in front of the new house.
"How is it, do you like this layout?"
Zhang Tian asked Zhang Qilin with a smile.
He had been incredibly diligent, after all, he had never been this patient with Pangzi.
"Alas, in the end, Fatty was mistaken."
"You choose, that's all that matters."
Zhang Qilin uttered four words. Zhang Tian laughed heartily.
"Good, then this will be our home."
Zhang Tian said with a smile. Zhang Qilin looked at the surrounding layout. It was ancient and slightly dim, likely designed by Zhang Tian intentionally.
The purpose was to avoid sunlight, and the surrounding layout was excellent.
If there were ghosts, it would definitely be an excellent yin house.
Zhang Tian was mainly worried that Zhang Qilin, after spending so much time in tombs, wouldn't be accustomed to the layout of rooms outside, so he had arranged it this way.
"Boss, your brother looks a bit off, and your room layout is really damn cold."
Pangzi shivered.
"Fatty, I'm back."
Before Zhang Tian could speak, a voice came from outside the door.
It was Hu Bayi, returning with two roast chickens.
"Yo, where is everyone? Looks like I didn't buy enough roast chicken."
"Hey? The renovation is done already? Looks like I missed out on contributing."
Hu Bayi said with a smile, nodding at Zhang Qilin.
Although he didn't know him, since he was there, there must be a reason.
"It's not too late, it's lunchtime, let's eat first. By the way, Fatty, let out the little turtle from my backpack, it's hungry too."
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
"Got it!"
Pangzi said, opening Zhang Tian's bag. Immediately, the little turtle scurried out and dashed towards Zhang Tian's room.
It intended to dig a hole to sleep more comfortably.
"Hey, you little turtle brat, you don't even come for food."
Seeing the little turtle run off, Pangzi cursed softly.
Soon, they were all sitting on chairs around a table, with two roast chickens on it.
The chickens were cut into four portions.
"Hello, I'm Hu Bayi, Zhang Tian's brother."
Hu Bayi extended his hand.
Zhang Qilin hesitated for a moment, then thought.
"Zhang, Zhang Qiling."
He spoke the name Zhang Tian had given him.
"Ah, since he's the boss's brother, he's our Second Brother then. Second Brother, please eat first."
Hu Bayi said, pushing the chicken closer to Zhang Qilin.
Zhang Qilin said nothing more, merely picking up a piece with his delicate fingers.
"What slender hands, even more slender than the princess's. Fatty likes it."
Seeing this, Pangzi quickly reached out to touch them.
Hmm, smooth and cool.
Zhang Qilin withdrew his hand almost instantly, looking at Pangzi with confusion.
Is this guy a pervert?
Zhang Tian: "???"
Hu Bayi: "!!!"
Fatty really isn't picky, he's attracted to both men and women.
"Cough, cough, Fatty, mind your image."
Hu Bayi nudged Pangzi's arm.
"Hehe, Fatty got too excited, too excited. Besides, we're all family, don't be strangers."
"I really didn't expect Second Brother to be not only handsome but also have such smooth hands. I'll do it again next time, I'll do it again..."
Zhang Tian took a deep breath, speechless at Pangzi.
He then looked at Hu Bayi.
"By the way, Old Hu, do you know what a ghost pill is?"
Hu Bayi frowned slightly.
"I've heard of it. It should be a Soul Nourishing Pill. I saw it in the military advisor's cultivation manuals. It seems to be used for nourishing souls."
Hu Bayi mused, his voice hoarse but somewhat puzzled.
Zhang Tian nodded. "Fatty needs this kind of pill to raise the soul of the princess."
"If the princess becomes powerful, it will be a form of combat power boost. I think we should go look for this thing."
Hu Bayi heard this, looked at Pangzi, and thought again.
"Unless it's the tomb of a master alchemist, or a place with extremely heavy yin energy, there won't be such a thing anywhere else."
"Soul Nourishing Pill, as the name suggests, a ghost pill, to nourish the soul. This pill can be refined or obtained naturally."
Hu Bayi said, and the three listened intently.
Especially Zhang Qilin, though his face showed no emotion, his small ears perked up. He didn't want to miss any clue about his memories.
"Soul Nourishing Pills, while called pills, can also be generated from yin energy in the Myriad Ghost Cave, and are extremely precious."
"The Myriad Ghost Cave, as the name suggests, is a place of extreme yin where countless souls gather, forming a cave of ghosts, a magnetic field of yin energy. There, every three years, the yin energy can produce thirty pills."
Hu Bayi explained. Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
Such a ghost place, let alone finding it, he wouldn't dare to go.
Even if they went to such a place, it would likely be a charnel house.
"The Lu King's tomb we went to before, was that river channel considered a Myriad Ghost Cave?"
Pangzi asked.
"No, the yin energy was insufficient. You haven't understood the meaning yet. Myriad Ghost Cave doesn't just mean ten thousand ghosts; it's where countless souls pile up, forming mountains."
"Such places are usually found in ancient battlefields, or places where immense resentment has accumulated from wars. They can also be produced in laboratories."
Hu Bayi explained. Pangzi swallowed.
This princess wasn't trying to give him benefits; this was a life-threatening endeavor.
It was possible that Fatty's kidneys would be harvested.
Seeing Pangzi's grim expression, Hu Bayi spoke again.
"However, there is another way to obtain it..."
"What way?"
Pangzi looked at Hu Bayi.
"Refinement!"
(Holy crap, I'm dumbfounded. The ratings dropped so fast. I don't see many bad reviews, though. Is the theme too unpopular, or are too few people watching? T^T)