This kind of sadness came and went quickly, just a few seconds, but the sudden sadness in just a few seconds dissipated all the shock, fear, and fear in my heart.
Mr. Zhao next to me is still an ordinary person.
Knowing this is actually enough.
"Mr. Zhao, thank you for your hospitality. I have something to do with Lao Chuan. You can continue to eat."
Old Sun swallowed the fried dough sticks and tofu in his mouth like a gulp, put down the empty bowl, and said with a smile to Mr. Zhao.
"Oh, you guys get busy first, I'll just go call Nuonuo."
Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then put down the bowl and said with a smile.
Lao Sun smiled and nodded, took a napkin and wiped his mouth. He tugged on my collar with one hand and gave me a look calmly.
I could only smile at Mr. Zhao, and then he was dragged into the yard by Lao Sun.
"What's going on?"
I said casually, looking around the courtyard. It was dark last night but I couldn't see clearly. The small courtyard is almost the same as an ordinary farmyard.
A chicken shed, some vegetables, there should be a small pig pen over there, and a few ducks and geese. Mr. Zhao has quite a lot of them.
I couldn't help but become interested, walked over, grabbed some feed from the bag next to me, and fed these strong and high-spirited chickens.
Tsk tsk, this one is tall and strong, it must taste good when stewed.
Lao Sun's eyes were full of surprise, and then he came to me with a puzzled look on his face and touched my forehead.
"I don't have a fever."
"You have something to talk about, so what are you doing?"
I pulled away Old Sun's big hand and said angrily, "I scared the big rooster away as soon as I arrived. I was still thinking about catching it and making soup at noon."
Now it has gone to the innermost chicken pile and is difficult to catch.
"No, Lao Chuan, your psychological quality is okay. I thought you would be scared to the point of weakness."
Lao Sun looked at me in surprise and said.
I was stunned when I heard this, and then I realized that my fear of ghosts and ghosts just now disappeared, and after Lao Sun mentioned it, it didn't cause any more waves in my heart.
It was like suddenly becoming bolder and feeling calmer inside.
"Okay, that's not the point. What's going on with Mr. Zhao? Is he alive or..."
I stopped mid-sentence, knowing that Lao Sun could understand what I meant, and looked serious.
"How should I put it? If you say you are dead, you are still dead. If you say you are alive, you are still alive."
I don't know when Lao Sun lit a cigarette for himself again, and he was blowing smoke rings slowly at this time.
I finally discovered that this Monkey Hair always holds a cigarette in his mouth at times like this, and then tries to trick you.
"Stop riddles and explain clearly!"
I threw the remaining feed in my hand at Lao Sun angrily. The Riddler had to die a good death. What was he pretending to be doing?
"You don't have any humor at all. I'm not telling you, Lao Chuan, if you continue like this, you won't be able to find a partner at the age of forty."
Lao Sun dodged quickly, shook his head, looked at me and said with a pretended serious face.
Ma Dan!
I'd better find an opportunity to bury this monkey hair.
"Mountain ghosts can create spaces in grass and rocks. Didn't I tell you, Lao Chuan, about this before? In this space, mountain ghosts are basically similar to the Creator. Apart from being unable to create objects out of thin air, they can basically do nothing else. able."
The corner of my mouth twitched.
Do you want to see what you are talking about? You can't conjure objects out of thin air. Are you like the Creator?
Who the hell is this creator that is so useless!
"Oh, by the way, you can't reverse time, but you can control the flow of time. It seems you can't speed it up, you can only slow it down."
Lao Sun smiled a little awkwardly, and after counting, there were actually many things that the mountain ghost couldn't do in the space it created.
"In short, Lao Chuan, please remember that the mountain ghost is very good in the space it opened up. Mr. Zhao originally had about three minutes of life left in the outside world, and then he was put here by Yi Nuo for almost three years. He is very good. Bar?"
"If you have this ability, why didn't you send the old man in earlier? At this flow rate, it won't be a problem for the old man to live for another three hundred years?"
I looked confused.
"It can't be that simple. Not to mention that the longer it lasts, the greater the price the mountain ghost will pay. Just because of the identity gap, it is already impossible to be like that."
Lao Sun blew out a smoke ring, glanced at me, and then said meaningfully,
"Didn't I remind you, Lao Chuan, as soon as I entered the door? Mr. Zhao is an ordinary person, so I asked you not to let anything slip."
I was stunned when I heard this, and nodded half-understanding, but my curiosity and doubts about the Immortality Seed became even more intense.
I wanted to ask Lao Sun more questions, but after seeing Lao Sun's face, I understood that he couldn't say more.
It seems that some things and some people have already been stipulated.
There may be no answer as to who established the rules and who implemented them, but it seems that all existing immortal species are abiding by those rules.
This is the only thing I can read from Lao Sun's eyes.
"So, Mr. Zhao didn't know that Yi Nuo was a mountain ghost, or that Yi Nuo saved Mr. Zhao at the last moment by chance?"
Lao Sun looked at me speechlessly, with contempt written all over his face.
"Who told you?"
"Isn't it?"
I asked blankly.
"Just guessing, Mr. Zhao was Yi Nuo's grandfather a long time ago. As for how he was adopted, when, where, and what happened specifically, no one knows.
Anyway, now you, Lao Chuan, know that Mr. Zhao has a granddaughter who was adopted for many years and is now a well-known script creator in China. "
Lao Sun put out the cigarette in his hand and spoke slowly and casually, as if he was remembering something.
"As for whether Mr. Zhao knows that Yi Nuo is a mountain ghost, I don't know."
I understand somewhat.
This is probably a riddle played by the grandfather and grandson.
"What's the price for the mountain ghost?"
"Don't you, Lao Chuan, already have the answer in your heart?"
My heart sank, and looking at Lao Sun's casual expression, I became more and more confused.
If the price of life can only be life, and the source of time can only be time, then for immortality species, are these precious or not precious, meaningful or meaningless?
"The immortal species can only sleep deeply, and wake up again after a deep sleep. But for us, sleeping for tens of millions of years is no different from death."
My heart couldn't help but become heavy. It seemed as if there were suddenly thousands of kilograms of weight on my shoulders, making it difficult to even breathe.
So, I came with Lao Sun this time...
"This is the driving mission. There are only two days left before Mr. Zhao's last days. Of course, in this space. Our mission is to ensure that Mr. Zhao dies in peace and that the mountain ghosts do not cause trouble, do not take action, and do not destroy stability. .
As for what the consequences will be if the Mountain Ghost takes action again at a heavy cost, Lao Chuan, you don’t need to know, and I don’t know much either. Anyway, it’s definitely not a good thing for either party. "
My heart became heavier and heavier.
Is this another world?
There were no dangerous fights as imagined, nor were there any legends about ghosts and cannibalism, but my stomach felt like it was full of chewing wax, uncomfortable and tasteless.
Obviously my breakfast was such fragrant fried dough sticks, but I ignored Enoch in the room this morning...
Although I don’t know what Mr. Zhao is to Yinuo, or what Mr. Zhao is to Mr. Zhao.
But the two meals I had in the courtyard told me very clearly that more than twenty years of family time may be the entire world of a living being.
"Why does this job have anything to do with acting as a driver?"
My voice started to get noticeably hoarse.
"It has to be finished quickly. Go back as soon as possible. I don't know what time it will be when I go back outside. I guess it will be dark after everything is done. Time is really amazing."
The question is not answered.
I looked at the old grandson who was talking to himself and teasing the chicken in the chicken coop with a smile. I knew that he would not say anything more to me.
"Old Sun."
"Well, what's wrong, Lao Chuan?"
I raised my head and smiled at Lao Sun, grabbed some feed and threw it into the chicken coop. I didn't pay attention to the flock of chickens swarming over, scrambling for food, and asked softly,
"When was the last time you did this?"
"I forgot, it's been many years."
Lao Sun looked up at the sky with a calm look on his face.
"You're doing pretty well, are you used to it?"
"It's not bad, it's a 100% five-star review, and the order is 100% completed on time."
I was really surprised this afternoon. I turned around and looked at the old Sun next to me who was in Versailles with some surprise.
Lao Sun looked calm, looked up at the sky, and said softly,
"Where are you, Lao Chuan, the future orders will be weird and all kinds. Not every order or every passenger is so easy to talk to. When you go back, you should hurry up and ask Wang Xiaohai for some secrets. Yes, practice by yourself."
! ! !
"Fuck, Old Sun, before you were either me or the pendant, reminding you not to take a nap, and then I left all the rest to you?"
I yelled angrily.
"yes."
Lao Sun looked like he was taking it for granted, and continued to smile while squinting his neck,
"But I only have two eyes and two hands. What kind of strange things do I encounter? There are a lot of younger brothers. If I accidentally accidentally have a younger brother on the opposite side who doesn't block me, you Lao Chuan must have someone who can deal with the aftermath. Use your ability to stay alive."
I:"………"
I'm really sorry that I'm such a waste! !
"But Lao Chuan, don't worry. This time the order is very good. The reward is high and the difficulty is low. If you complete it smoothly, you will have the authority after you go back. If you want to know anything, you can go directly to the information library to check it. Whatever you want to learn, If you want any weapons or magic weapons, just pick them up."
Lao Sun patted my shoulder, raised his eyebrows, looked around, and whispered into my ear.
He also looked like "I am breaking the rules to tell you that you, Lao Chuan, owe me a favor."
I deadpanned.
"It's impossible to resign. This job is for at least ten years. I will sign and fingerprint it for you, Lao Chuan."
I wish I could kick the rotten monkey hair next to me to death.
"Hey, let me tell you, Lao Sun, why did you want to do this in the first place? You can do whatever you want, and it will be enough for you to eat hot pot, right?"
I looked unhappy. I had done something wrong in my previous life, and I had to be "tricked" by the people around me from time to time!
"Maybe it's to achieve the freedom of hot pot. By the way, I'm waiting for someone or something."
"Waiting for someone?"
Lao Sun looked back at me and smiled, with a relaxed look on his face.
"Yeah, wait for someone."
