Fu Yu had countless questions to ask in his head, and he didn't know where to start for a while, so he could only ask one by one: "Why do these flowers shine?" Where did this big stone ball come from? ”

The weirdo shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Who found this place?"

The weirdo shook his head again.

"These people don't sleep at night, what are they doing here?"

The strange man no longer shook his head: "Most of these people are pilgrims, especially those who have seen the power of the stone ball, and their admiration for it is almost fanatical, and there is nothing that makes them more happy than seeing or touching the stone ball." Especially after the flower in the stone grows, all the pilgrims regard it as a holy object. ”

"What ability?"

"The ability to turn people into immortals."

"What is the undead? Immortality? ”

The strange man shook his head again: "Immortality is immortality, and immortality is immortality." Immortality will be killed, and immortality can only be immortal. ”

"How do I get this ability?"

The strange man pointed to the stone ball: "Now, it's very simple, do you see the big and small pits on this ball, just find one and walk in." ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!"

The strange man narrowed his eyes: "But these so-called immortals, no one knew who the undead were before they walked into the stone ball. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because not everyone will become immortal, and there is no need for a dead person to give him another title."

"Are there many immortals?"

"There used to be a lot, but now it's less!"

"Isn't it impossible to die? How can it be less? ”

"It's not that the number of immortals is decreasing, it's that there are fewer and fewer people who can become immortals."

"Are you a pilgrim or an immortal, then?"

The weirdo chuckled, "I'm neither, I'm ......"

The strange man waved his hand: "Don't mention it!" ”

Fu Yu's 10,000 scolding words in his heart almost blurted out, which was too appetizing.

"Won't the undead provoke jealousy and murder?" Fu Yu felt like a fool after asking this question.

The strange man smiled even more: "It is said that the immortal will not die." But ......"

"But what ......"

"But the undead have flaws, too."

"What flaw?"

It's that the resurrection takes time, and no one knows how long it will take. It could be a day, it could be a year, it could be a thousand years, it could be 10,000 years. Even if they became truly immortal, no one dared to try it all the time. But years of experience have taught us that the undead really can't be killed. ”

"Then let him lie in the poison gas or vacuum all the time, and he will be killed when he is resurrected, and he will be killed again when he is resurrected, or he will never live."

The strange man was full of black lines: "You can think of this solution, of course, there are really people who are as vicious as you." They will never live, but they will never die. ”

Fu Yu smiled awkwardly: "I'm just giving an example, don't you have to be rigorous in doing things!" ”

"The undead are a big problem, the people who really become the undead, no one knows where they will appear after entering the stone ball, and no one knows how many undead people there are in the world now, and it can only be roughly estimated that there are fewer and fewer people who become undead, but is this really the case? I don't think so. ”

The strange man paused: "Since the undead began to be hunted down, these people have become more and more able to disguise, including the descendants who have just become undead, for example, there have been a total of one or two hundred people this year, and there is no news that any one has become an undead, it is really terrifying!" ”

"Hunted down?"

The strange man looked at him with strange eyes: "You're right, it's the kind of chase you think." ”

"Could it be that you are the pursuer?" Fu Yu recalled the corpses he saw during the day and the dreams he had, and a thought popped up in his heart: "Could it be that I am an immortal?" ”

The weirdo shook his head again: "Me neither. ”

Fu Yu unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and even he didn't realize it: "Will the memory of the immortal be retained?" ”

"Yes!" The strange man's tone was unusually affirmative, and Fu Yu was a little relieved.

"What did you bring me here for? It won't just be for me to see this stone ball, right? ”

The strange man laughed, "Of course not, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

The strange man dragged him to a more secluded place, making sure that no one was around, before he said solemnly, "I hope you can help me destroy this stone ball." ”

"Why destroy it? Besides, I can destroy it? If I destroy it, these pilgrims must not fight with me? Will I still be able to get out alive then? Fu Yu looked suspicious.

"Don't worry, if you get out alive, not only will you get out alive, but you will never have to worry about it for the rest of your life. It's not that you don't have to worry, it's just that you can eat, drink and have fun all day long. ”

The amount of information in the whole day today is too large, any of them is like a dream for Fu Yu, and if he listens to it again, Fu Yu will not be able to distinguish between east and west, north and south, in fact, since he entered this underground wasteland, he has long been unable to distinguish between them.

The strange man saw that Fu Yu didn't react, and continued: "I have already said just now, the undead are a big problem, maybe you still don't understand why! But these things are a long story, after I go out, I will slowly explain to you, you will definitely understand, the top priority is to destroy this stone ball, do not give birth to new immortals, one more variable! Now or never. ”

"Isn't this place open every day?"

"Of course not! This place is opened to see the right time, place and people! Only this kind of foggy weather is possible, there are many days of rain more than a dozen times a day, but there are not many days like today. Smell something else in the air? It is a special sleep-inducing medicine made by local monks, and if you smell too much, sleepiness will strike, and you will sleep until dawn honestly, and have a good dream. ”

"Then why am I okay?"

"Because your good friend has given you the cure."

"Zhang Zhouke? Why does he have an antidote? Fu Yu's mind was even more confused.

"It's not the first time he's here."

"But he said he hadn't been here."

"Remember what I told you, don't trust anyone, including me."

"But ......"

"It's nothing, because of something, the world is different." The weirdo patiently explained to him unhurriedly.

Fu Yu cautiously asked, "Then what can I do to destroy this stone ball?" ”

The strange man was a little surprised: "Do you have this plan?" ”

"I'm not sure. I wonder how I can destroy it before I do it. ”

The strange man was a little relieved: "That's just as well." It's hard to destroy it, it's easy to say......"

The weirdo wanted to talk and stopped.

Fu Yu couldn't help it this time, and said loudly: "You should say it quickly!" ”

The weirdo looked serious, not like a joke: "You have to be mentally prepared." ”

Fu Yu nodded, thinking that the excitement of this day was not enough, and it didn't matter if there was a little more, it was a big deal to break the jar.

The strange man confirmed that he was ready before he spoke, "You are an immortal!" ”

Fu Yu stared at the strange man with wide eyes, and his voice was full of shock: "I am an immortal? How is it possible, why I am not impressed at all. ”

"I don't know when you became immortal, but you are indeed immortal, because I am resisting your corpse."

"My corpse? Am I not here well? Are you kidding me?! ”

"I'm not kidding, this matter requires confidentiality, but when it comes to major and urgent matters, you have the right to know."

"To be honest, if I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, I would have had a hard time imagining you were still alive. This is what happened 24 years ago, you see. ”

The strange man handed him a file bag, and there were no imaginary words such as "top secret" or "top secret", and Fu Yu calmed down.

However, his hands and feet were a little flustered, and he couldn't open them for a long time, and he looked clumsy.

When opened, there were only two thin pages inside, one an old newspaper and the other a photograph.

"On May 6, 1995, in Nanjing, Jiangsu, Fu Mou, a college student, was killed by the murderer Zhang, and after investigation, the two did not have any conflict of interest...... Further investigation is ongoing. ”

Fu Yu took the photo to the newspaper, and the corpse in the photo was exactly herself, looking at the age of the photo, it didn't look like it was fake.

Fu Yu was completely stunned, still unable to believe it: "Then how to explain the corpse you resisted yesterday afternoon?" ”

"That's why I'm looking for you, because you're the first."