The son-in-law of the stunning president

In fact, strictly speaking, the Liu family that was wiped out by Tang Chen was actually a branch of the Quenshimen.

The Corpse Tempering Gate, a rather strange existence in the cultivator world back then, specialized in refining zombies.

Of course, they can't be said to be evil just because their methods are weird. In fact, there are good and bad people in the Corpse Tempering Sect, so it's hard to generalize.

Ti Kui said: "The doormen of the Quenshimen, even those who have not practiced at the door, can also acquire some unique abilities, such as the Liu family who know how to control the soul."

Tang Chen nodded. It is true that the Liu family is not a monk, but they can indeed control living and dead souls.

Ti Kui said: "This man, I think his distorted appearance should be a branch that specializes in tempering corpses. If he really has some means, maybe he can really bring Jiao Tingyu back from the dead."

Tang Chen asked strangely: "Isn't a person's soul dissipated soon after death? The soul is dissipated, so what can you do with only a body?"

Tikui said: "That's not what I said. The soul will indeed dissipate, but the body can also give birth to a new soul. For example, those who used the exquisite method of quenching corpses were able to refine powerful creatures with self-awareness that could fly into the sky and escape from the ground." Zombies are actually a new soul born from the flesh."

Tang Chen said: "So, people can really be resurrected?"

Tikui shook his head: "It's not considered a resurrection. For example, this Jiao Tingyu, his own soul, his own consciousness has been interrupted the moment he died, but if he is a person with exquisite methods in the quenching corpse door, he may indeed be able to use his body to reflect. Strictly speaking, the newly born soul is not Jiao Tingyu himself, after all he himself is dead, but it may have the same memory personality as him."

Tang Chen understood a little bit that this actually involved a paradox of immortality.

A concept has been mentioned in many modern sci-fi-themed literary works, that is, to copy a person's personality and memory and upload it to the cloud. In this way, can it be said that that person has achieved immortality?

In Tang Chen's view, this is not the case.

After being uploaded to the consciousness, the personality formed in the computer will have the same memory and personality as the original owner, but in fact he is no longer the original person.

It's just a replica, a new, independent individual that's been created.

It is actually very easy to understand these differences. For example, there is an A who uploads his consciousness to the computer, and forms a new individual B on the computer with the same personality and memory as him.

So what happens? After A dies, B will continue to exist, but it is impossible for A to know or experience anything that B experiences again.

A's death is death, irrefutable, the existence of B does not mean A's eternal life.

The same is true of Jiao Tingyu now, even if his father Jiao Bufang can recreate his soul, Jiao Tingyu is already dead, at most he can find someone with the same personality and memory as Jiao Tingyu.

For his relatives and friends, it can be considered that Jiao Tingyu has been resurrected, but for him, he is indeed dead.

"Want to see the effect?" Ti Kui looked at Tang Chen: "I'm still very interested. I wonder if this Jiao Bufang really has the ability to copy the soul of a living person."

Tang Chen nodded: "I don't think we should stop this matter. After all, it involves life. Even if the newborn Jiao Tingyu is not himself, he is still a new life."

Qian Kun didn't listen to what Tang Chen and the others were discussing at all, she just thought it was interesting to watch people quarrel, and she was watching the excitement.

On the other side, the conflict between Jiao Bufang and Xu Ping has reached a fever pitch.

Xu Ping pointed at Jiao Bufang and angrily scolded: "Jiao Bufang, you poor ghost, you are doomed to be poor for the rest of your life! You have delayed my mother's youth for so many years, and now you are here to destroy my son's funeral! Me, me, you! Liu Jun, What are you looking at, beat him up for me, are you still a man? Seeing your mother-in-law being bullied and not moving?"

Liu Jun is the new husband of Xu Ping and Jiao Bufang after their divorce.

As a native of Yanjing, there are naturally many friends here, at least more than Jiao Bufang who came from other places. Now most of the people who stopped Jiao Bufang at the funeral were his relatives and friends.

Hearing Xu Ping yelling like this, Liu Jun's face was a little bit embarrassing. After saying hello, a few buddies shot together and surrounded Jiao Bufang, and suddenly kicked Jiao Bufang to the ground.

Jiao Bufang was still yelling: "Xu Ping, you have to believe in me, I can really save Xiao Yu, it doesn't matter if you look down on me, but the skills passed down in my family are true!"

"What a fart!" Xu Ping yelled, "You have the ability to be a fart. If you are really capable, how can you still be poor for so many years?"

Jiao Bufang anxiously said: "The skill passed down in my family can't be used casually, and it can't be used to make money. If it wasn't for my son's accident, I would never use it for the rest of my life... Oops!"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Jun had already kicked his mouth on the mouth. His mouth was bleeding from the kick, and two of his teeth fell out.

"Get out!" Liu Jun scolded angrily, beckoning a few buddies to come forward and throw this man out.

He's too hot today, shame on him.

The funeral of my adopted son was already unpleasant, and the child's own father came and went crazy again, so who could not be angry?

Jiao Bufang was immediately grabbed by several people and was about to be thrown out. He was really impatient and roared angrily.

No one could understand the specifics of the roar. The voice was loud, but it was indistinct. It didn't seem to be the Chinese language of the roar.

But with his roar, a man who had been standing quietly in the corner of the crematorium moved.

This man was dressed very strangely. In the early autumn weather, he wrapped himself up tightly, and even wrapped a scarf around his neck.

There is a hat with a big brim on his head, and a huge toad mirror with a very classic shape on his face. In short, it is as strange as it is.

This person came with Jiao Bufang, but after entering the crematorium hall, he had been standing in the corner without speaking or moving, so everyone ignored him.

But now he moved suddenly, and came over and grabbed the wrist of a friend of Liu Jun.

The man just stared: "Let go, or I'll beat you up! Are you going to let go? Don't let me go again... Hey! Hey hey! Hey hey!"

Soon, the arrogant scolding turned into screams, and the man's face turned pale with pain.

Everyone could see that one of his wrists was tightly gripped by that strange man's gloved hand, and a large piece of it had been crushed!

This, [-]% of the hand bones have been crushed, right?
Everyone also forgot to save people, and they just watched in such a dumbfounded way, how much strength does it take to crush a person's wrist bone with bare hands?