"Zombies! Of course I do! It's the kind of people who bite when they see them, and then they become contagious when they bite them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Uncle Mao replied excitedly. Although he is over 70 years old, he grew up in an era of large-scale westernization of culture, and the kind of zombies that Uncle Mao thinks are more like zombies in science fiction movies.

He Yingqiu said: "What you said is a bit right, but the understanding is very one-sided. There are four types of zombies, and if you are bitten by three of them, as long as you don't hit the vital point, you can actually use glutinous rice and snake medicine to detoxify. Only the last one, after being bitten, will generally become a thoughtless walking corpse, which is the kind you said. ”

"What about the unusual situation?" asked Uncle Mao.

"Become a zombie, immortal and immortal, wandering outside the Three Realms and Six Realms, wandering and helpless. He Yingqiu's eyes were deep and his tone was inexplicable.

"So good!" Uncle Mao blurted out. Immortality has always been the ultimate dream of human beings, even with the rapid development of science and technology, seventy years old can only be said to be middle-aged, but the average life expectancy is only one hundred and fifty-three years old. In other words, if science and technology do not make leaps and bounds again in the next seven or eighty years, Uncle Mao will not be able to escape a dead word.

Suddenly I heard that there is also this benefit of being a zombie, even if it is 'fake', it is just a fictional setting in the game, and Uncle Mao can't help but yearn for it.

"Do you think it's good? What do you think people live for?" He Yingqiu looked at Uncle Mao, and his expression became more and more strange. If Uncle Mao could be more careful at this moment, he would definitely notice that there was a subtle difference between He Yingsu at this moment and the He Yingqiu in his 'memory'.

Without waiting for Uncle Mao to answer this question, He Yingqiu said by himself: "Food, clothing, housing and transportation, multiply." None of this is difficult for the productive forces of modern society. The nature that people live and pursue is spiritual fulfillment and pleasure. Family, friendship, love, among those trivialities, make you feel surging blood, make you can't help but tears, make your heart beat faster unconsciously, and make you dream back to unforgettable at midnight. ”

All of this can be called the purpose of our life. ”

"We don't just live to live, maybe to wait for a book, for a movie, for a great meal, for a trip full of sun, sand, wind and waves. ”

These are the purposes of our lives, the strength that sustains us in the midst of suffering. These are desires, to put it mildly. To be noble, it is hope. ”

He Yingqiu paused, kicked a schoolboy who was about to miss lunch out of his game hall, and then continued: "But whether it is desire or hope, zombies can't feel it, or... You can't get it. ”

"Their desires and hopes are like sand in their hands, which may be possessed for a short time, but will eventually be gone with the wind. Time will leave indelible wounds on their bodies that will never heal. ”

Uncle Mao barely understood what he said.

After all, he is also a person who has lived for more than 70 years, and his life is actually rare in ancient times. If it weren't for the impetuosity of modern society, which made it difficult for people to settle down and think, then he, a seventy-year-old 'old man' who is not deaf, should have enough wisdom and not be confused by any language and state of affairs.

"There is an infernal hell in the world, and longevity is an infernal catastrophe. For zombies, the world is an infernal hell. He Yingqiu finally stopped talking and turned off the noisy game consoles one by one.

Uncle Mao was thinking about what to ask for, and at the same time curiously looked at these game consoles that can be called antiques.

This kind of game console, which was once popular hundreds of years ago, has long since disappeared in the era in which he lived. Occasionally, some of the preserved ones were either moved into museums or sent to auction houses and collected by the wealthy and private.

Of course, Uncle Mao was not interested, and went into battle to play in person.

How boring would it be to be in the same game and then play an antique game that has been outdated for hundreds of years?

As for He Yingqiu's evaluation of zombies, Uncle Mao understood, but he didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, this is just an explanation of the new race of zombies by game companies.

He just needs to listen honestly, then put on some attitudes, and then wait for the task to fall on him.

Sure enough, after having a conversation with He Yingqiu, He Yingqiu took the initiative to say: "As a stranger, you are always outside, but you are in line with a fundamental method in my Maoshan Dao technique. It just so happens that your surname is also Mao, and you have more fate. I wonder if you're interested in learning?"

Uncle Mao hurriedly nodded: "Learn! Of course you have to learn!"

I have heard of people who have become monks or Taoist priests full-time, and it is said that the Taoist techniques and spells they have learned have a certain chance of actually being used in reality. It's just that it's all rumors, and I don't know if it's true or not. Now I have the opportunity to test it out for myself. Uncle Mao couldn't help but think happily in his heart.

Since Uncle Mao wanted to learn, he directly took out a set of CDs and handed them to Uncle Mao and said: "What is recorded in this disc is a technique, the art of soul parasitism." Put the heavenly soul or earth soul on some special magic weapons, and then hide the magic weapons in some hidden places between heaven and earth that are full of spiritual energy. In this way, not only has you left a way back for yourself, but you can also absorb the aura between heaven and earth faster and quickly through the magic weapon that entrusts your soul, you are now over seventy years old, long past the age of cultivation, and only this method can help you quickly achieve success. ”

"For specific cultivation methods, see for yourself. If you don't understand, you can also come to me and ask. ”

Uncle Mao turned out the CD, and thought about it, he had a room on the second floor of the tea restaurant, and there seemed to be an antique disc player in the room.

My heart is hot, and I can't wait to go back and cultivate.

"And this one for you! This jade jue, when it is critical, may be able to save your life. He Yingqiu handed the jade jue that was originally coiled in his hand to Uncle Mao.

Uncle Mao took it and spontaneously decided that this was the equipment sent in the main quest, kicked it in his arms, and waited to go back and study it slowly.

Seeing that Uncle Mao was old, he was still frizzy and ran away. He Yingqiu's old face also showed a faint smile.

"This person's personality and talent are very similar to Mao Xiaofang who was fictionalized in the history of this world. I passed on his Maoshan Taoism again, and I don't know if I can really create a Mao Xiaofang. ”

"How can the zombie world be without the zombie leader?"

That's right! He Yingqiu is a little parasitism of the ancient legend. On Buzhou Mountain, he can incarnate, but the world cannot know who his true body is. So in the eyes of others, he can only ask for anything. That should occupy a little weight in the plot where I have a date with a zombie, but it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

This is also with the acquiescence of the five zombie ancestors, he plays Uncle Qiu, as a bystander in a certain sense, he also participates in this matter, and may also be able to understand from it.

Just looking at Gu Chuanxia's casual desire to create a Mao Xiaofang's style, it is obviously not as simple as just being a quiet one.

(Next week, I'll be naked again, it's been a month!I'll feel sorry for myself for three seconds again!Kneel down and beg for a wave of subscriptions, rewards, and recommendation votes!Only your support can make me burst out more creative passion.) Thank you!) (To be continued.) )