There are a lot of mountains around. If you don't take into account the mages underground, it's still quiet.

Some of the houses looked older, but there weren't many people, so some of them had fallen down, and only one or two hundred walls remained.

You can also see birds flying in the sky, and it looks like this place is very nice.

Plus the air is good again.

By the time I checked the situation around here, Situ Wugong had already slipped away. Maybe he also knows that it's not a problem to be by my side all the time. It's too embarrassing after all.

I'm not sure he'll do anything to me, and he's not sure I'll do anything to him.

It's just dawn now, and it seems that there are still some ordinary people living here besides mages. Because several of them have already risen from the smoke of cooking.

I can't help but wonder what's going on here.

It's just that if I just ran over and asked, I don't know if they would recognize me, and if I was scared to death, I wouldn't know what to do.

But on second thought, what's wrong with them recognizing me? Anyway, there are more than one or two people who recognize them.

Not far away, in front of a somewhat dilapidated house, there sat an old man smoking, he seemed to enjoy his current life, the pipe was in his hand for a long time to take a puff, and when he smoked, he found that it had been extinguished, so he lit it with a lighter, first two small sips of a shallow horn, and then a deep inhale, and after spitting it out, he closed his eyes as if he was wandering outside.

I couldn't help but walk over and there was an empty chair beside him.

I sat down too.

I didn't call him, he kind of felt like he was asleep.

I listened quietly to the sound coming from inside the room, where someone was making breakfast, and judging by the frequency of the noise, it must have been an old lady.

Most of the people living here now are old people - except for those mages.

If you can sit here so early in the morning and bask in the sun and live a peaceful life, it seems to be a kind of happiness. I can't help but want to learn from him to have a cigarette, quietly close my eyes and enjoy the last days.

He finally opened his somewhat misty eyes again, and he took a puff of the cigarette that had been extinguished, and was about to light the light again, but by this time he had sensed me and turned to look at me.

"The smoke is gone, am I dead, or are you alive?" He asked calmly.

I came back to my senses, maybe he still didn't know me?

I couldn't help but ask him, "How long have you been here?" ”

"It's just a white horse for a lifetime. But I've really lived here all my life, do you think it's a long time, or a short time? ”

That's a really hard question to answer.

From the general point of view, in fact, I should have lived for more than 100 years, is this a long time, or is it not a long time? And how many years do I remember the time? Or less than a year?

I looked at it, and the lines on his face showed that he was really old, so old that he almost didn't want to move. He looks like he's ten years old.

He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, then took another deep breath, exhaled a thick smoke, and then said, "When I heard that you were awake, I knew you would come back to see you." ”

Looks like he really knows me. In this case, he may really be about a hundred years old. To be able to live for so long should be considered well-informed. And he should know a lot of things.

It's just that I don't remember him at all. I'm a little ashamed of that.

Fortunately, I was quite honest, so I asked him, "Do you recognize me?" ”

"Who doesn't recognize you? Everyone is from the countryside and lives so close. And I'm so old, I used to see that you didn't usually go out and stayed at home all the time. But when I was young, I just knew you as a person. ”

It's easy to understand that he's younger than me in terms of age.

He continued, "It's just that I can't imagine that now that I'm old, you're still young." What the hell. Haha, it's really a hell of a thing, do you think it's fair or not? ”

"Hell indeed."

"But it seems fair. You're young now, but what about your family? What about your life? I'm different, I have a son, my son has a son, and now my son's son is about to have a son. If so, I should be luckier than you. ”

Sounds really shocking.

"Old man, who are you talking to?" An old woman's voice came from inside the house.

"It's okay, a former uncle's generation, eat at home, you have more rice."

"Who?"

"Who else?"

An old woman walked out slowly, "Oh hell, it's you, then I'll make some more rice." ”

For her, seeing me now is probably similar to seeing a ghost. So I just nodded to her.

I suddenly thought that if I could have an ordinary life like them, and grow old peacefully like them, maybe that would be true happiness.

The old man smiled, "Don't mind, she just doesn't have a good mouth, she used to quarrel with people every day, don't take it to heart." ”

I chuckled at him, "It's fine. ”

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "I'm really curious, how long will you live?" Is there really such a thing as immortality? ”

I shook my head, "I'm dying." ”

The old man nodded, "Although you still look so young, it looks a little enviable, but envy is envy, if I am like you, then I can't live." You know, my son is an old man now, and if I stand with my son, what will happen? People think I'm his son. ”

He smiled as he spoke.

His words didn't sound funny at all.

I'm noncommittal.

He asked, "How long are you going to stay at home?" ”

I shook my head, "I don't know. ”

"Your home has long been occupied by those who are unknown, and it has been occupied for a long time, and there have been troops who have come before, and they have moved some things, and it looks a bit like raiding your home."

"How long have they been here?"

"It's been a long time, and there have been several batches of people. Now that I think about it, it's kind of like I'm waiting for you to come back. Encountered? ”

I nodded.

"It's not hard for you, is it?" He was only now looking at me closely.

There's nothing to look at, I'm still wounded.

"Do you think it's hard or not?" I couldn't help but ask him.

"It looks a bit like a fight, and as long as you don't die, it's not a big deal."

The problem is dead people. It's not a big deal, though. The mages obviously don't spread out either. It's just a few mages dead, and there are a lot of them anyway.

There were a lot of them, because there were two vans in the car at this time, and the car stopped in front of the door, and the one in the car looked like a mage, and a few guys even took a special look at me, but they didn't get out of the car, but stopped for a while and drove away.

The car stopped in front of my so-called house, and a lot of people got out of the car and walked in.

The old man was stunned for a moment, "It doesn't look like it's going to be peaceful." Sometimes I feel like this life is like a dream, maybe death is just wake. ”

I don't know how to tell him. Do I have less dreams like this? Believe it or not, I felt lost myself.

I don't know who Zhu Feng is resurrecting; I don't know what the "me" in the underground does.

After all, hearing is false.

Situ Wugong may really understand the role of those people.

Or maybe I was just one of them, and I only got a little bit of Zhang Liang's memory, so I caused the current situation where my memory is seriously lacking.

And when those people wake up, will they also experience the same confusion as me?

The question is that if Zhu Feng and that female king really want to resurrect "Zhang Liang", why don't they attack the thousands of people underground, but the black gas? And it's possible that I'm going to turn black.

Maybe they didn't want to resurrect Zhang Liang at all, but just to resurrect another person.

Another character who is more powerful than Zhang Liang.

To this end, they formed Paradise.

The reason why it was formed in City A may be because the situation here is too special. First, there is a dryad here, second, there is an ontology, and third, this is a focal point in itself, and a large number of mages will come here.

Zhu Feng launched a lockdown order, but he hasn't done anything until now, what does he mean?

And as soon as I got out of the park, I was transported here, which seemed a bit like it was deliberate. The question is, Zhu Feng, what do they want to do?

Do they want me to take those mages to deliberately discover the secrets underground?

What if you find out?

After discovering it, a large number of mages naturally rushed over.

With a large number of mages arriving, what did Zhu Feng and the others want to do?

If Zhu Feng hadn't discovered the secret underground, I wouldn't have believed it. After all, even I could find out, and they had removed the main body and the spirit of the dryad.

Chances are, then, that they just want me to bring the mage here.

Surely they would not have brought so many enemies over for no reason. If it is brought in, then it is only possible to destroy them; Or maybe it would help them with their resurrection plan.

Then, there is only one possibility, and that is to turn those mages into black gas. Just because they're going to resurrect someone.

Now that I think about it, that guy is really scary.

With the strength of the Ghost King and the Demon King, they had to clean up those mages before, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right? How could they still be allowed to develop?

Judging from the abilities of the mages, the mages I have met are probably not very good. Although there are many of them, judging from the abilities of the devil and the ghost king, they are really too inadequate.

Keeping them may really have some kind of purpose.

Maybe it's just waiting for that day to come. It's just waiting for those mages to contribute to the resurrection of someone.

If this is true, then the fate of those mages is also tragic.

And what they want to resurrect, is it the ghost king or the demon king?

The old man said, "Here you go again, who are those people?" ”

"Bad guys."

Since those mages don't come to trouble me, I really want to stay here and see what they want to do.