Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"By the way, what does this mean?" the old man asked me.

"This is really made of fire from heaven." I said seriously.

"It seems you are right, but I still have a question, why don't you run away? You are so close to the crater now, why don't you leave?"

The old man said.

"I...I can't run anymore." I gasped for air.

"And you?"

"Same."

We almost lay next to this corpse for a long time, and seemed to have fallen asleep. It was already dusk, and no one was around.

"We overslept."

I shook the old man awake, and then looked around. The sun was about to set, but it was good that we were still sleeping here. If I woke up and found myself lying next to the funeral parlor in the middle of the night, something would happen.

"What about them?"

I asked.

The old man looked into the distance, "You must have gone back, right?"

That's right, we heard almost no exciting news from anyone at this time. It was as if those people didn't exist. The surroundings were quiet, not even the chirping of insects or birds.

"Don't you think there's something strange here?"

I asked.

"It's never been normal here." The old man blurted out.

"But it's too quiet. It seems like there's no one around who can breathe except us." I said.

"yes?"

When the old man thought about it carefully, he was indeed a little scared.

At this time, it would still be comforting if someone sneezed, but now there is none, and I don't even dare to think about it.

"Let's go take a look."

I had some doubts, so we followed those people's footprints and walked into the mountain. It is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is just a few barren slopes, as bare as a monk's head - not a blade of grass grows.

"No one!"

I stood on the top of the mountain and saw no one.

"No, look what that is..."

"It looks like a stone, right?" I felt that my eyes were getting blurry, and I couldn't see clearly even from a distance.

"Go and have a look."

The old man walked in that direction.

"Look..."

But when we walked over, we realized something was wrong.

"They are all human!"

We walked over and took a look, and there were people in all directions, but for some reason these people were all lying on the ground, as if they had fainted. But when we went over and took a look, we saw that there was no breath, which scared us at a loss. How could more than a hundred people die?

There were also a few familiar faces that I had met just now, but all of them seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but they couldn't do it anymore.

"How could they all be dead? What happened to them?" Aren't these the same people who were frantically looking for meteorites just now?

It was them, but why were they all dead?

We carefully checked everyone and found that they were all dead, but strangely there were no wounds on their bodies.

It's like they died a natural death.

"Can you find the reason?"

I thought the old man had something to say, but he looked at several corpses and they all had the same symptoms, and he couldn't find the cause of death of these people at all.

"It's really weird. I can't find the cause of death of the body?"

The old man did not believe in evil at this time. He found a corpse and tried almost every judgment method he knew. The master was still at a loss and felt a little regretful. We sat down in front of the rocks. We didn't find the so-called meteorites at all, but we saw these corpses.

In the blink of an eye, they were all dead.

Thinking about it, I get goosebumps all over my body. If we had just rushed forward with them, the old man and I might be the ones lying here now.

"Damn it."

The old man still couldn't figure out the reason, so he punched the ground with his fist.

"Ouch."

This soil is actually as hard as iron.

"So many people are dead...what should I do?" The more I thought about it, the more horrified I became.

"What should we do? Report the crime. Of course we can only report the crime secretly. We must stay out of their sight." The old man reminded me not to cause too much trouble.

"Do you think this... is what you call a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?" I asked suddenly.

"Did my hexagram appear?"

The old man seemed to be thinking something silently in his heart, and he looked a little anxious.

At this time, we almost ran out in one breath, noted the location, and then called the police. Of course, we didn't keep the rest of the information.

Then he hung up the phone hastily.

We returned to our accommodation and waited for the news the next day.

One night, we didn't sleep peacefully, always thinking about what those people saw or experienced. It seemed that there was no pain before death, otherwise we would definitely be able to hear any disturbance and be woken up. of.

"What, you haven't slept yet?"

In the middle of the night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Unexpectedly, the old man did the same and asked me a question.