A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Your mind is so alive, if you can move freely, it's my headache.” Dr. Murray said without impatience. Then, stretching out one arm, he lifted up Han Li very easily and walked out of the house.

Now, the outdoor pride is still very hot, and Han Li feels that it has been a long time since he entered the house, but it is actually just a short time.

Dr Murray held Han Li, like carrying something, very scattered through the pharmaceutical garden on the side of the house, came to a remote stone wall, the giant man also silently followed, like his shadow, step by step.

Han Li clearly saw through his eyes that, before him, he had built a stone house he had never seen before. The stone house resembled the stone room Han Li used to sit in. The only difference was that it was all made of stone fence. The only difference was that on the wall outside, it was painted with lime water.

Judging from the material in the stone house, although the cover was rough, it was obvious that it had just been completed a short time ago, and if he still had a sense of smell, he would have smelled a stinging lime water.

“Tinu, stay outside and kill anyone who comes near this house.” Dr. Murray gave a bloody order, apparently out of fear of accidents, and ruined his good deeds.

The stone door was easily pushed open, he walked in without false thought, and then closed the stone door naturally. It seemed that he was not unfamiliar with Dr. Murray about the house. Eighty-nine out of ten, he built it himself.

The stone house was closed, no window was opened. After closing the stone door, Han Li thought that it should be dark in winter, nothing was clear, but what he saw was that the house was lit with all kinds of oil lamps, and was equipped with a thick and different candle, not a small piece of land, the candles were brilliant, the wax fires piled up, and the light was as bright as daylight.

The situation in the house made Han Li mute. Of course, he has a problem right now, he wants to speak, and he can't do it.

But none of this matters. What worries Han Li the most is that a strange pattern of square length is painted in the middle of the whole stone house. The pattern seems to have been applied with some kind of powder. What exactly is it? Han Li cannot be carefully identified, and of course cannot know.

In the surrounding area of the pattern, there are also a few piece-sized green jade, the jade stone is thoroughly crystal clear under candlelight, it is rare to know at first glance. If seen by experts who like to play with this kind of thing, such a good raw jade is set on the stone floor in a shattered way, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for a few nights.

Han Li was hiding in his body to see God, but listened to a "flutter," and his body was still in the center of the pattern, lying on his back on the ground, only to see the roof.

Han Li was in a bit of a panic. At this critical juncture, he couldn't see Dr. Mu's move. How could he reassure him? But there was nothing I could do about it, and then I had to comfort myself. Fortunately, it wasn't facing down, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to see the roof.

“Pfft”, "Pfft”, “Pfft”...

Han Li was a little strange when a series of strange voices rang out, but soon he noticed that the light was fading a lot, so he realized that Dr. Murray had put out a lot of lights.

But I don't know what he meant by that.

A moment later, Dr. Moore suddenly asked.

“The way you said it, does it really work? You know, I bet everything.” His voice was cold and clear.

Han Li was a little out of his mind. He was confused. Is that what he said? Doesn't sound like much. But there is no one else in the stone house but the two of them. Dr. Murray forgot so quickly that he was still stuck to the bloody yellow paper, he couldn't even talk.

“Absolutely no problem. Did I ever fake your" Seven Ghosts Phage "or" God-fearing Charm "?” A strange man's accent suddenly appeared in the house and he seemed young to hear his voice, only in his twenties.

Han Li's numbness is no longer benign. Today he is experiencing much more strange things than he has heard in previous years. At this time, there seems to be nothing remarkable about a sudden sound.

“Huh! It works in front of me, it works for nothing. ”

Dr. Murray's nasty words surprised Han Li. If it had been before, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But as soon as I think about it, Dr. Mo looks like a beautiful man today, but opens his mouth is full of coarse words, I can't let Han Li suffer to play.

“If you deliberately left me a hand at the end of the line and let me get trapped, who am I going to find? ”

Without waiting for the young man to answer, Dr. Murray went on to say:

“Don't say, you come to vouch for it. You know, you're supposed to be a dead man, and I'm the one who killed you. Can you not have a grudge? Don't cheat on me? ”

Dr. Murray's even questioning did not leave the other party room for refutation, and seemed to vent all the anxiety in his heart.

Then, in addition to Dr. Murrow's loud breath, he was silent for a long time.

Half a dozen, none of them heard from the young man.

Han Li listened to these words and couldn't help but feel cold. This sudden appearance of a young man, a person who had died once, could it be a ghost? And from what they said, the magic that Dr. Murrow had just used came from this man.

“What do you want me to do? Have I made a venomous vow in the name of my ancestors, my parents, my whole family, and even my entire family?” The young man finally spoke out in anger.

Han Li's heart “chirped” for a moment, the young man was so heartbroken, so many relatives to take the vow, just to get credit to Dr. Mu, it can be seen that he is also a natural chiller. Originally due to the same illness, a slight feeling of goodness arose in the heart, which suddenly did not exist.

“Not bad, I can't do anything about you. Your body has been destroyed. There are only the Numen left here. You will never see the sun again, and you will never be stronger than the Soul Flying God.” Dr. Murray's breath slowed down and he doesn't seem to want to rip his face off.