Chapter Seventy-Seven: Gloomy Wood
It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that Li Mu woke up from his sleep, and after getting up, he didn't log in to the game again, but chose to go out of the company.
After the purge, Li Mu's tense nerves also needed to relax, he went out this time for two purposes, the first was to relax, and the second was to sweep Su Feijun's tomb.
Due to Su Feijun's strange death, his family did not drag his body back for burial, but cremated him directly in Zhonghai, and then found a cemetery to bury it, so Li Mu had the opportunity to give him incense.
After coming to the cemetery, there are a lot of pedestrians coming and going, Li Mu is a little curious, and asked a passerby, only to know that tomorrow is the Zhongyuan Festival, which is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, some people for convenience, directly sweep the graves of their deceased family members one day in advance, so there will be a lot of people in the cemetery today.
At the entrance of the cemetery, Li Mu bought a stack of dark coins and a case of beer in a nearby supermarket, and then followed the path in his memory to Su Feijun's cemetery, first burned the dark coins, and then opened the box of beer in front of his tomb.
"Ah Jun, I've come to see you." Li Mu took a sip of beer to himself, poured another bottle in front of Su Feijun's tomb, and said, "I really didn't expect that you would die young, but I have already found out the cause of your death, although I don't have the ability to help you avenge you now, but don't worry, when I have enough strength, I will definitely destroy the studio and send all the guys like the board of directors to accompany you." ”
Li Mu's voice was very cold, and the suppressed anger in his heart finally confided in front of Su Feijun's tomb, "Those guys who eat people and don't spit out bones, for their own interests, carry out a major purge every three months, and if they do it, they will kill dozens of people, this kind of person is no longer worthy of living in the world, as long as my strength is enough, none of them want to live." ”
"Ah Jun, you can rest assured, don't worry about your parents' pension problems, since you are gone, from now on, your parents are my parents, as long as I have a bite to eat, I will never let them go hungry." As Li Mu spoke, he drank four or five bottles of wine in a row.
Due to the depressed mood, Li Mu's alcohol consumption today seems to be not good, only half a box of drinking, there is a hazy feeling of drunkenness, because this is the real world, Li Mu is not worried about his own safety, so he is not too vigilant, unconsciously, he actually leaned on Su Feijun's tomb and fell asleep.
When he woke up, the sun had completely set, the surroundings were quiet, there were no people moving around in the cemetery at all, Li Mu had experienced a lot of similar scenes in the game, but he was not afraid at all, he tidied up some messy clothes on his body, and prepared to leave.
But just before he turned around, the corner of his eyes suddenly found that next to Su Feijun's cemetery, there was a trace of light coming out of the tomb, Li Mu was curious, walked a few steps closer, and found that Su Feijun's cemetery, I don't know when a crack appeared, and the light was from the crack.
"What's the matter, Ah Jun's body is not cremated, how can there still be phosphorescence?" Li Mu was a little puzzled, about the essence of the ghost fire, he knew very well that it was caused by the spontaneous combustion of phosphorus in the human body, and it was not a ghost at all.
"Do you want to open it and take a look?" Li Mu was a little hesitant, he was not afraid, but worried that once he opened Su Feijun's cemetery, it would be difficult to bury it again.
Standing in place and thinking for four or five minutes, in the end, the curiosity in Li Mu's heart prevailed, "No matter, it's a big deal to pay the staff to refill it again tomorrow, anyway, there are cracks now, and sooner or later it will have to be repaired." ”
Thinking of this, Li Mu no longer hesitated, found a steel rod nearby, and inserted it into the crack in Su Feijun's cemetery.
After these days of training, Li Mu has completely mastered the ability brought out of the game, at this time, his strength has reached more than 300 kilograms, which is almost half of the strength in the game, and it is much higher than the world weightlifting champion.
The steel rod was inserted by Li Mu hard, and it was directly submerged in the soil for nearly thirty centimeters, and then he used a little force, and the original small cracks immediately began to grow, and that faint light gradually brightened, and in the end, in the cemetery, as if hiding a night pearl, the dark tomb shone extremely brightly.
If someone looked at it from a distance, they would definitely scream in fright, and a bright green light came out of the cemetery, shining on Li Mu's face next to him, setting off his face in a weird and terrifying way, like a messenger sent by the Netherworld, or a demon who escaped from hell.
As the tomb was completely opened by Li Mu, he also saw clearly the items that emitted light, which was actually a green ball of light like an item in the game, half-floating on the porcelain altar containing Su Feijun's ashes, in the center of the ball of light, a mini Su Feijun was falling asleep in a daze, if it weren't for Li Mu's superior eyesight, he might not be able to see clearly.
"How is this possible, what's going on?" Li Mu's mouth opened wide in surprise, although he had encountered a lot of supernatural events, he never thought that nature would really see the human spirit in reality one day
"Ah Jun, didn't he die in front of me, how could it be, how could his spirit remain in the ashes?" Li Mu felt that everything was incredible, but soon, an expression of surprise appeared on his face.
"Since you have Ah Jun's spirit, wouldn't you be able to take a certain way to wake him up like in the game, even if you can't resurrect him, it's better than disappearing completely." Thinking of this, Li Mu immediately became excited, but at the moment he didn't have the tools to pretend to be spiritual, so he quickly moved to refill the cemetery, and then didn't care about the shocking world, he directly performed the light skills he had comprehended in reality, and rushed outside.
Li Mu first took out 50,000 yuan in cash from the bank ATM, and then ran to Zhonghai Antique Street. Zhonghai is known as the city that never sleeps, even if it is now past ten o'clock in the evening, the antique street is still brightly lit, Li Mu slightly discerns the direction, and then walks towards an antique shop that looks relatively complete.
In the real world, it is naturally impossible to have so many magical props in the game, but Li Mu also has his own ideas, that is, wood, a piece of high-quality golden silk nanmu.
The reason why it is so respected is because the ancient emperors and qi refiners generally believed that the golden silk nanmu has a good function of preserving the soul, which is undoubtedly a must-get for the emperor who still wants to be an underground emperor after death.
Due to excessive logging in ancient times, golden silk nanmu is now very rare, although Li Mu has a clear goal, he is not sure that he can afford a large enough piece of golden silk nanmu, so after entering the antique shop, he is actually very apprehensive in his heart.
A young man stepped forward and asked enthusiastically, "I'll introduce you to what the guests want." ”
Li Mu nodded lightly and replied, "I want a palm-sized piece of gloomy wood formed by golden silk nanmu, do you have one in your store?" ”
"Palm-sized gloomy wood, this thing, not to mention our store, even if it is the entire antique street, I'm afraid there is none." The young man replied with a frown, and the gaze that looked at Li Mu also became weird, as if he was blaming Li Mu for deliberately teasing him.
"How big is that?" Li Mu then asked.
"Gloomy wood also has years, how long will it take you?"
"The longer, the better?" Li Mu replied that the longer the gloomy wood lasts, the better the warming effect on the spirit, but the price also rises in a straight line.
The young man pondered for a moment and said, "In our shop, some time ago, we got a section of gloomy wood with a diameter of 15.3 centimeters and a length of 24 centimeters, which is more than 3,000 years old, if you want, I can take you over to see it." ”
"Okay, I want that piece, you take me to see it, the price is right, I'll ask for it."