Hearing this cold request of the ancestors, I couldn't help but falter, and then I muttered in my heart.

Want to see the power of the undead?What do you think?

Is there any other way besides the hand?

"If you don't mind, come and shake hands."The old ancestor smiled and said, "I just want to feel those forces, and there is no malice towards you."

As soon as I heard him say that, I felt a little bit in my heart.

If the old giant wanted to clean me up, there was no need to use such a dirty means, and he could see it just by looking, he was not such a person.

But look at his request... listen to him say he wants to shake hands, my mind suddenly appeared, the old man shook hands with the descendants, and then worked hard to educate the nextborn in my hand...

There are many examples of this, and my grandfather did not have to clean up me so much when I was a child.

But no matter how I look at it, the expression on the face of the ancestors is only sincere, and even can be said to be an almost prayerful expression.

He wanted to feel the power of the undead king once, as I have seen... it really doesn’t seem to be malicious.

Thinking about it, I went to my ancestors and slowly raised my hand.

Seeing my movements, the ancestors also smiled, bent down and hooked their bodies, and gently held my right hand.

In the moment when I touched his hand, a feeling that was indescribable, uploaded from his palm, was like a heat wave that was constantly instilled from his palm into my body.

It was also from this time that I bonded tightly with his palms, even if I subconsciously wanted to withdraw my hand, I could not pull my hand out of his hand.

I can be sure that he did not use half the strength in his hand, and the feeling that could not be separated, nor what he brought me, seemed to be something else.

“This... this is impossible...”

The old ancestors seemed to find something, and they looked at me with their eyes wide and in disbelief, and that kind of eyes were like hell, and there was a kind of panic.

“This is the power of the ancients... no... more pure than the power of the ancients!”

At this point, the eyes of the ancestors were red, not to kill red eyes, but simply excited, the voice of the speech was trembling.

“Little brother, who did you meet, and did the ancients still exist on that mountain?”

I looked at him silently, thought for a moment, sure that there was no need to hide it, and then nodded.

“It is true that an ancient man lay dormant in a palace on the top of the mountain before the mountain, but the fire of its life is about to be extinguished, and the body is constantly withering.”

“It’s not an ancient man, is he?” the old man asked me.

I thought, uh, and said it really wasn’t.

“He is the strongest of the ancients, the only one who can quench death, so he has another name, the King of the Undead...” I whispered, “Those kings of the old days are lurking in the sea of deep stars, and it is also the protector of our future generations, the watchers of the deep sea of stars.”

“The King of the Undead...” The old ancestor muttered, “I seem to have seen the name somewhere...”

“In the old ruins?”I asked quietly.

The old ancestor did not say a word, carefully recalled for a while, nod: "It seems to be."

“Since it’s all your own, I’m not hiding anything from you...”

I said, take out a cigarette spot on my own, let the ancestors hold hands with me, I also smoked a cigarette, small talk with him.

Regarding what happened on the mountain, I cut and cut most of it through the Spring and Autumn Pen method, but I only said a general content to him, but about the things that the immortal king is willing to pass on to me, I still focus on "describing" a little.

The general idea of the summary is a word.

The undead king looks up to me, and my body is best placed to accept its power, so I am its heir.

“So it is...” The old ancestor muttered, then loosened his hand, and looked at me with a complicated look: “You have inherited its strength...”

“Just luckily.”I laughed, "I don't know how I can be looked at by the immortal king, like a dream."

"If it were me, I'd be like a dream."The old ancestor sighed, said and shook his head, the expression is both envious and jealous, as if he could not help but scold: "The old man also wants to do such a dream!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old ancestor sat up straight, leaning on the back of the chair, and looked at me high.

I don’t know what he was thinking, his eyes were constantly blinking.

“Do you know what I want to do most in my life?”The old man asked a cold question.

I shook my head and said I didn’t know.

“I want to give them a safe and free place to live.”The ancestors laughed.

The “they” in his mouth should be the other deformed people.

I have to say that this old man is very admirable... he has no blood relationship with those deformed people... but he treats those deformed people as he does to his grandchildren!

“Isn’t this place satisfying you?”I couldn't stop asking.

“The scenery is good and safe enough, but do you think you’re free?”My ancestors asked me.

I thought, no sound.

"To put it plainly, in fact, everyone is a human being, but the appearance is only a different face, or the flesh is different, in the eyes of the outside world, we are monsters..." the old ancestor said, with a long sigh: "But we will eventually return to people, the most ordinary people."

“What do you want to say?”I tested and asked.

“You should have heard from Lao Liu that there are people like us outside, and they live near the city ... and, of course, it’s a sewer.”The old ancestor sneered, “Their requirements are too low, like a peony rat living underground, is this the day people should live?”

“Do you want to... go to the city?”I said cautiously: "This may be a little dangerous ... it is not that I discriminate against you... mainly the public perception is still a certain lethal force..."

I can’t help but frown too.

“If you go to the outside world easily... that’s going to happen.”

"I know."The old ancestor smiled, "I have known and experienced all this for a long time, so my goal has not been achieved until now."

I looked up at my ancestors with a helpless face and asked him, “You have told me so much, do you want me to help?”

“Yes.”The ancestor nodded, "But I'm not asking you to take them to the outside world, I want to ask you something."

“You said it.”

The old ancestor did not speak, was silent, looked at me without a word, and looked up at the forest around him.

“I don’t have much time.”

Hearing this from the mouth of my ancestors, I couldn’t help but stagger for a while, because from the beginning to the end I didn’t think he would say this.

Not much time? not much time?

“You can’t stand it too?”I frowned and asked.

“The existence of the immortal king will be killed by time, not to mention me?”The old ancestor smiled, the expression was very calm, and did not care about the coming death.

No matter who can see, this old man is really not afraid of death, there is no fear and panic in his eyes, only those who are worried about the same kind of deformed people.

Although I don't know them very well, I can only guess that the ancestors should be the most powerful role in their group and the biggest umbrella on their heads.

When he falls, these deformed people lose a big support, and are likely to fall into the situation of dragons without heads.

“What do you want me to do for you?”I asked quietly.

“Take care of them.”The old ancestor smiled, "I left, they did not rely on the mountain, and no one will solve the trouble in the future... They are people, but they are not accepted by outsiders, so they will have more trouble than you think."

"Well..." I muttered, looking hesitantly at the ancestors, not saying that I don't want to help this favor, mainly I am now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river to protect itself, can you keep the old school's turtle grandson to die.

The old ancestor seemed to know that I was worried about something, and did not ask for it, but instead laughed and comforted me.

To be exact, it tempts me.

"If you promise me, then next ... I can help you when you deal with the cults."

The old ancestor said, his fingers also moved a few times on the armrest, and his eyes were full of laughter.

"I am stronger than old Xiang."