There is a person in the secret room of the skeleton in the first volume of the first volume of the cold shop deep cave, but it doesn't seem to be like a person, maybe it's just a set of clothes, and inside the clothes is a skeleton. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Priest Info entered the chamber and bowed to the skeleton, which actually raised its thin hand bone and waved, and the priest turned and went out. When I came to the secret room, the skeleton suddenly turned to face me, and I can say that I was startled, because now I was just a consciousness, not even a shadow. "Who are you?"

Skeleton: "It doesn't matter, the important thing is that I haven't seen my own kind in a long time! ”

Me: "What do you say? I'm the same as you? Do you mean your past?"

Skeleton: "Hehehahaha, you're really good at!It's okay, we have time!" This is the first time I've felt a smile in this state, and I feel like I've not felt it in a long time.

Me: "Don't tell me I'm going to be like you!"

Skeleton: "Okay, then you say it to yourself." You tell him that you will never die, you will never live, you will not even be able to sleep well. Even if you rot into dust, you still wander with nowhere to go, eternal and eternal, watching others be born and die. It's like when guests come to your house and then leave, no matter how reluctant you are to give them up. ”

Me: "Do you mean eternal life?"

The skeleton stood up in a daze, wandering around the secret room, the dust on the robe like a cloud to the ground and slowly dispersed, "Yes, eternal life! How many people are longing for eternal life, and the immortality of the soul seems to be not difficult, but it can't stop the aging of the body, injuries, and death! Finally, a healthy immortal soul controls a corpse, and then ・・・・・・, and then the master dies happily and chicly, but I! is still wandering, helpless and at a loss, like a ・・・・・・ no, I will become a zombie! Watching those who are alive salivate, and even looking at intact corpses is envious. For more than a thousand years, I have tried countless ways to enter other people's bodies, and sometimes I have succeeded with great difficulty, but that body has not lasted for many years. Later, I tried countless ways to let myself die, but it was even more out of reach than surviving!"

Me: "I see, but who are you?"

Skeleton: "Ah, who am I?" Uh・・・・・・, I've ignored this question, who am I?" "Forget it, the question doesn't matter. ”

Me: "Are you just looking for me to talk to your kind? By the way, are the people out there, the people who brought me here, your men?"

Skeleton: "Men, how can you think that? I've done so much for them, what have they given me? I can't use it! Don't you think I'm convincing you? Let you know where you're and do what you can do, what they want from you!"

I'm a little confused, it seems that the skeletons don't want to hurt me, and they complain a lot about those people. "But what do you want to do?"

Skeleton: "I know what you're thinking, that's what I think!" But some people don't want that, they want us to do things for him, and if they can't die anyway, they will die instead!"

Me: "I just want to ・・・・・・"

Skeleton: "Then do it! Go, don't forget me, you're going to help me die." ”

I still want to say something, but since he knows everything, what else is there to say?" "Eh~, do you have any clues?"

Skeleton: "If you can divide and merge, maybe it's just a back and forth, a thousand years, I just know it's possible, but I don't have a clue." They may know, but they won't allow me to die!"

Me: "Thank you, since you don't die, there will always be a way! goodbye!" I floated out of the chamber and back into my sleeping body.

After a while the pastor came again, still sitting across from me, and I was still asleep in my chair. Now I don't wake up because I'm deliberately procrastinating to see what else they want to do, but it seems that this guy is very patient, and he waited until I ran out of patience and sat up and stretched out. The priest finally spoke, this time not with consciousness, but with a real open mouth to speak, "No need to make up and pretend, you should wake up too!" It was actually very broken Chinese, with a strange tone of foreigners speaking Chinese. The strange thing is that when he communicated with me with consciousness just now, he didn't have any accent at all.

This time I really woke up, and it wasn't my consciousness that manipulated me in my sleep. "Oh, is it dawn?"

Pastor: "No, please come with me, I have arranged your accommodation." If you want, you can come and stay here as often as you like!" he got up and led me out of the church to a hotel that looked simple but was standard enough.

On the way I said, "You just want to treat me like this?"

The pastor said, "Tomorrow we are going to take you to a place, and there is another person who wants to see you." ”

Me: "Oh, so many people look up to me? I'm a little scared. ”

Pastor: "No one can threaten you now, just say what you need." Someone will bring in the supper and there are a few photos and phone numbers in the drawer to contact you if you need to. And my contact details, someone will pick you up tomorrow morning. With that, he went out.

I turned on the TV in boredom and looked at the contents of the drawer, which turned out to be pictures of several beautiful snails, and the girls in the pictures were doing ecstatic movements, doing their best to be coquettish, and the other drawers were cigarettes and fruits. I turned on the computer again and looked up the history of this church, but I didn't find anything suspicious, that is, the secret room under the church was never known. I inspected the furnishings in the room, and found four of the various surveillance devices in the room, which was really painstaking! I didn't touch those instruments, and I just lay on the bed and let my body fall asleep with the meniscus Mongolian knife, but my mind pondered for a night. Who the hell is this skeleton? Actually, according to his own words, it must be a small person from a thousand years ago, and even if he knew, it didn't mean much, but he could understand why he had fallen into this damn head. It doesn't make much sense to understand that the middle head is lowered, I am mainly seeking relief, this is a major matter related to my own life and death, and the situation of the third uncle is not yet clueless. The people behind the skeleton want him to convince me to do something for them, what will they ask me to do? To learn about the world of ghosts? The skeleton is reluctant to help them, but he can't resist! Why? The skeleton says that they may have a way to surrender, but the skeleton has lived for more than a thousand years, and there is no way to get that method? Can I get a solution from those people? If the skeleton is released now, what will be the end? I was so cranky that I spent an inexplicable night, and I really didn't get a good night's sleep.

The next day, it was the pure black Prado who came downstairs to the hotel, and the big man came upstairs and respectfully asked me to get up and set off.

I didn't know where to go, so I just had some breakfast and followed them into the car. Actually, I know what I want, I should go to Beijing to find Professor Chen as soon as possible, but my nerves are so paralyzed, my thoughts, consciousness, and feelings are so blurred, and I really hope that these ghost-like people can have a solution in their hands, as long as they have it, it is only a matter of method and time to get it, which is very tempting to me. There were round heads and priests and foreigners, and the car left Harbin City and drove straight south, and I fell asleep before I arrived in Changchun. When I was about to get to Shenyang, the people in the car took out earplugs and stuffed them into their ears, and I didn't understand what they were going to do. Then the priest sitting next to me took out an object from his bosom, a small ball that appeared to be a bell. I saw him pull out a lump of cotton from the gap in the bell, and there was no pool in the bell, and there was no sound. But when he shook slightly, I felt like I had suddenly entered another dimension.

It's just me and the priest in this space, it's all dark, the two of us face to face, I don't have a body but a consciousness, but he has a figure.

I said, "The bell is amazing!" and I deliberately exposed him so directly.

Pastor: "This is only a temporary hold on to your mind, and please believe that we are not trying to hurt you." ”

Me: "Okay, I believe, but for how long?"

Pastor: "It's just a journey, it's not long. ”

Me: "You don't want me to know where you're going?"

Pastor: "Exactly, no one knows about this place, not even most insiders. ”

Me: "How did you control my mind, maybe my soul?

Pastor: "It's only been a while, and we can't really control it, but believe me, we have the power to control you!"

Me: "Why do you want to control me?"

Pastor: "Naturally there is something that needs you. ”

Me: "Then you can come and beg me." ”

Pastor: "Don't let anyone know about you!"

Me: "That's just your wish! You don't want people to know about the ghost world?

Pastor: "Human beings themselves are a realm of the world, and the ghost realm will eventually be opened, and humans are afraid of the unknown, although they can't stop it. ”

Me: "Is destroying the world your life's quest for strange people?"

Pastor: "It's not destruction, it's a conversion." You'll understand!"

Me: "Tell me your story, who are you, what do you want to do?"

Pastor: "History is our story, our family is a group of unbounded human beings with historical consciousness and spatial consciousness, I can only say that, I have tried my best to explain it to you. I can't explain it clearly, so please understand. ”

Me: "It's kind of like those words, but at least there's an answer." I'm satisfied!" I muttered, "How far is it?"

Pastor: "I still have some time to explain some of your confusion to you. ”

Me: "Forget it, I think I'm even more confused after you explained. You can go out, I can be here by myself and take a look around. ”

Pastor: "You brought me here, and I can't go out on my own." ”

Me: "Oh, I'm sorry to lead you astray, you're welcome, please take a seat." If we can't get out, then what are we doing here? I don't have a base! Can you tell me where we are? I look lost!"

Pastor: "Negative. ”

Me: "It's that simple? I thought it was more complicated! I can't think alone with you here, have you ever tried to think about it relatively?"

Pastor: "You and I are thinking, you always want to say, in fact, I am the same. Just as man's mind never stops, and he dreams when he sleeps. ”

I wanted to try to stop the conversation so I could see what he was going to say, and I thought about it and said, "If I don't speak, what will happen to you?"

Pastor: "You can try." "I stopped thinking and it didn't last long, but I tried to control my mind and make it go blank. The priest said, "You really don't think, see how long you can do this?" After a while he added, "No one can make your mind stagnate, and if you can keep your mind blank for ten minutes, then you will be an idiot if you are not a person of great creation, then you will be like a human being who stops breathing, and maybe you will become an idiot because of it." ”

Me: "You're amazing!"

Pastor: "Actually, you're far better than me, and I've never tried to stagnate. ”

I don't know how long it took, maybe the time was up, maybe it was somewhere, and suddenly my consciousness returned to my body without warning, and even the content of the small talk was so faded to nothing, and I lost that time inexplicably. The scene in front of me has changed, and the car has come to a space inside, a little empty that makes it difficult to accept that it is indoors. I got out of the car, walked through a long corridor and entered a door.

If you want to know what will happen in the future, please see the next article of "The Underworld", and the plot of "Different Years" will be more exciting!