630 Stop 2 STOP-2: The "True Purpose" of New Purgatory City

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

"I don't remember this clearly, how can I remember it. Xiuxiang showed an embarrassed face, firstly, she didn't expect this guy to suddenly ask this question, and secondly, it was true that this piece of memory was blank, how could she remember so much, or the words passed on by the older generation.

"Oh, think about it, maybe there's a clue hidden in it, don't waste it. ”

"Look at what you say, how can my parents know?"

"That's not necessarily, maybe your ancestors have any origins, such as bloodline, genealogy, other ancestral tokens, family heirlooms, etc. ”

"I'll think of this for a while. Xiuxiang was even more confused, Xiuxiang hadn't reacted yet, and Mi Zhuo didn't give Xiuxiang more time to think about it at all.

However, Xiuxiang knew that Mi Zhuo's angle was very tricky, and why did she never think of referring to these.

"By the way, what strange story have you told?" said Mizo inspiringly.

Xiuxiang thought about it hard, maybe she said it, or she didn't say it, but suddenly let her think about it, and her brain was a little blank. This situation was rare before, and Xiuxiang found that when she came here, she was experiencing the distress that ordinary people would encounter, and the so-called distress was forgetting.

"Strange stories, like my experience? Surely not......" Hideka said.

"No, you don't have to limit yourself to here, some of the others...... For example, it can bring people back to life, forehead...... Something like a panacea? Anyway, open your mind, you can always learn from it. ”

"Huh?" Hideka thought for a moment, completely unable to think of anything she could learn from.

"Bring the dead back to life?" Xiuxiang didn't say anything more, isn't this a fantasy, just like the ancient people who sought immortality, no matter how serious the pursuit is, there will be no real result.

"What does this have to do with the older generation?" asked Hideka.

"That is to say, for example, on this kind of topic, I think only the elderly can get some secret recipes that have been passed down from generation to generation. ”

"The secret recipe? What kind of recipe is it?, is it like some secret recipe for giving birth to a man?" Xiuxiang is incredible, why did the topic of the two of them come here, isn't it a little too serious to go off topic, didn't he come to this garden for the exit, didn't he come to this garden to see him?

"Yes, it's just more complicated than having a boy or a girl, you know, my interest right now is to collect this secret recipe, something like this. ”

"Oh, you're interested in this kind of occult art and occultism?" Hideka asked, thinking that she couldn't see that this guy's interest had changed so much, now that he had realized this way.

"Haha, no, it's similar to magic, Harry Potter, don't you like it?" said Mitsu.

"Yes, I like those novels too, but they're not, novels? You also saw that the magic is all fantasy fiction series, Western fantasy!"

"Haha, but it's also possible that it's true. Midra said.

"I don't know, but it's possible that the world is so big that it's not entirely impossible. After all, the world is like a big forest, and when the forest is big, there will be any bird. ”

“Yes，we

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ise。 Hideka agrees.

"So, is there really such a thing as a resurrection?" asked Mead.

“I

eally doubt it。 Xiuxiang said, Xiuxiang didn't understand what the meaning of "coming back to life" was said at this time. That kind of thing that comes back to life, even if he grows up next to the old man, he may not have the opportunity to know, does the old man in his own family know these things, Mi Zhuo seems to think that as long as he is the older generation, he knows a lot of strange things.

Xiuxiang shook her head and said, "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this." ”

"Haha. Okay, so what do you think of, let's discuss it together. Mi Zhuo still doesn't seem to have given up.

"Okay. Xiuxiang thinks Mi Zhuo is quite capable of going off-topic.

"By the way, did anyone tell you, uh, this mark on your arm. Mi Zhuo threw out a second question that surprised Hideka.

"Huh?" Hideka didn't understand at once.

Mi Zhuo said, and pointed lightly with his finger to the light-colored mark in the crook of his left arm, which was not visible in the night, as if the shadow of the leaves was shining through, "This is it." ”

Xiuxiang looked at it, but she couldn't see it clearly, so she said, "What kind of mark, I don't understand." ”