Huang Xian'er told me about the undead, but it was different from what Mo Yinzi said.
What Huang Xian'er said is that the undead have acquired an immortal physique through sacrifice.
Even if the Sanyin Sect has not completely mastered sacrifice, what they have produced is still appalling.
Like the immortal heart, not to mention breaking science, even metaphysics is difficult to explain.
And even if the undead were Xu Fu's failed experiments, then this result would allow him to explain to the First Emperor why he had to travel across the ocean and become homeless again?
I have a good feeling about Mo Hermit, not because he killed people on Sakura Island, but because I thought he was a good person when we first met him.
And these things were not big secrets, they were all told in one go.
I was chatting for a long time, and the hermit Mo just asked me a question: "Does living as long as the sun and the moon count as eternal life?"
I was immediately speechless.
The ancients believed that the sun and moon existed forever.
But growing up under the red flag, I have graduated from junior high school after all. It would be ridiculous to still think so.
I said: "Even if it is not eternal life, it can be regarded as immortality. Xu Fu will not run away."
When Mo Hermit learned that the headless corpse had been beheaded by me, he started walking back, but Zhang Ziran and I kept following him.
Seeing this, he felt helpless and stopped and said: "These questions you asked, even if there is evidence, who can say that it is the truth?"
Zhang Ziran didn't talk to me, but still followed him.
Mo Yinzi compromised and said: "Okay, as for the question just now, there is a theory that after Xu Fu traveled east, he found something and then created the undead."
"I just don't understand. What's the point of you two asking me these questions?"
Regarding the truth about Xu Fu's journey to the east, we are not only trying to satisfy our curiosity, but finding out will also allow us to better understand the Sanyin Sect.
Mo Yinzi took two steps forward as he spoke, and Zhang Ziran and I followed suit.
"Huh!" He took a long breath and reminded us: "I'm going back. If you follow me again, you will go far away."
As soon as he reminded me, I realized that I had followed him five or six hundred meters without knowing it, and I stopped in a hurry.
Seeing us stop, Mo Yinzi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The reason why history is attractive is because a hundred people can have a hundred guesses, and they can all find fun in it."
"If you can enter the temple and find clues, you will also make your own inferences. What I said may not be correct, but the undead are the failed products of Xu Fu's experiment. I can be sure of this."
He can give the answer with certainty, presumably with enough evidence.
That is to say, Sanyin Sect actually inherited some things from Xu Fu.
After speaking, Hermit Mo said in a warning tone: "Don't follow me anymore."
Zhang Ziran and I smiled awkwardly, and we really didn’t want to follow him this time.
Seeing this, the ink hermit turned around and took two steps to jog.
But after running for two steps, he stopped.
Zhang Ziran and I ran over immediately.
He was quite speechless, but this time he forgot about something and turned around and said to me: "Xiaoyue asked me to tell you that all the people in Gongshujia who colluded with the Sanyin Sect have been found out, and the betrayers have been executed."
ah!
I was quite surprised.
If he hadn't said anything about it, I would have forgotten about it.
And I didn't tell Gong Shuyue at that time, I just complained a few words to Song Laime.
I didn't expect it would actually turn out.
After Mo Yinzi finished speaking, he really left.
He was afraid that we would chase him again. After taking a few steps, he looked back, looking a little funny and not at all superior.
But as he walked away, his back gradually became lonely.
The ink hermit.
A person lives up to his name.
Not for fame, not for profit.
But he has been guarding something secretly.
I sighed softly and turned back to Zhang Ziran and said, "Did you hear that? I clean up the public losers so quickly, unlike your Longhu Mountain."
Zhang Ziran asked with a solemn expression: "Li Yang, are you sure someone in Longhu Mountain is really colluding with the Sanyin Sect?"
I snorted.
He does not have enough status and cannot access the core things.
From hearsay, they would think I was slandering them.
Not only Longhu Mountain, but also the disciples of other sects hate me, and this matter is also related to it.
If Mo Yinzi hadn't mentioned the public loser thing, Zhang Ziran would have been furious when I asked him just now.
I stared at Zhang Ziran and saw hesitation in his eyes, as if he was afraid of hearing the truth and his faith collapsed.
It was obvious that he was very concerned about this matter, so I said: "When I was attacked in the city, those people in Laoshan were all related to the Sanyin Sect."
"Of course, they are just young people, so they probably won't be able to offer anything."
Zhang Ziran said: "Of the people you mentioned, only Lai Youwei is still alive. I will ask him another day!"
Lai Youwei?
I said: "You'd better forget it, that person can't ask anything."
People who are afraid of death know what they need to do to survive.
Although Lai Youwei is involved with those people, he will definitely not be deeply involved.
At best, it's just a scrap.
When Zhang Ziran heard this, he had a tangled and contradictory expression on his face.
Seeing this, I didn't say anything else.
After all, I'm not from Longhu Mountain yet, so I shouldn't say more.
And I can't guarantee that Zhang Ziran is really as he appears.
There are two things in this world that cannot be looked at directly.
One is the sun and the other is the human heart.
Zhang Ziran and I didn't go back until Mo Hermit's figure disappeared on the river bank.
Knowing that the soul of a person killed by a headless corpse would be sealed in the head, Zhang Ziran personally released the soul inside, collected it, and prepared to take it back to various families.
At noon, the river beach was cleaned up.
Many people guessed that the dragon coffin was down there, but they just looked at the river and sighed.
After we left, the rest of the team also left one after another.
Back in the city, Zhang Ziran took the initiative to find me and said that he wanted to publish what Mo Yinzi said to prevent anyone from risking their lives by going into the river and getting caught.
Not everyone can get the Huanglong Ling and Water-avoiding Beads, and I'm not afraid of someone taking the lead.
I nodded and asked him to call Chen Qun back.
If nothing else happens, we will be able to go down to the river in two or three days.
In the afternoon, Chen Qun came back from the provincial capital and learned what happened on the river beach. He was speechless for a long time.
Moreover, his trip to the provincial capital was in vain.
In his words, he met a lot of experts and scholars, but none of them believed in metaphysics.
The implication is that those people don't know, but they don't want to say it.
After Chen Qun came back, we rested in the county town for two days.
On the third day, Hu Hai's brother sent back news that everyone on the banks of the Yellow River had been evacuated.
I packed my luggage and brought a water bottle and a small amount of dry food.
Hu Hai and the others prepared a lot of underwater rescue supplies and were ready to rescue people.
That night we returned to the river bank where the accident occurred.
Huang Jiu squatted on my shoulders with the Huanglong Ling, while Zhang Ziran and Chen Qun held my hands on both sides and were close to each other.
It was a life-and-death struggle, so I shouted without any hesitation: "Jump!"
The three of them worked hard and jumped into the Yellow River with Huang Jiu.
As soon as our feet touched the water, the yellow dragon on the Huanglong Order seemed to come alive, flying out from the Huanglong Order and swimming around us.
