Weird era?The system grants me immortality!

Chapter 92 The Familiar Feeling

"I beg you, can you not tell her."

Mrs. Zhang shook her body, knelt down suddenly, and kowtowed repeatedly.

Obviously she understands that the more players who know the truth, the less likely they are to use that weird one in the future.

At that time, don't say that you are resurrecting your husband, I am afraid that even you will become a sinner in the village.

"What do you think?" Gu Xiu didn't have the slightest sympathy, and sneered: "You really think that the other party can resurrect your relatives, stop joking, everything is fake!"

How can there be a real resurrection?

Even Gu Xiu, who possesses a super-strange body, can't really be resurrected. The resurrected ones are just slaves, whose life and death are all under the control of Weird.

This kind of resurrection is too dangerous, not to mention it belongs to the enemy of human beings like Weird.

And even the resurrection under the super-strangeness cannot repair the trauma of the soul and the defects of the body.

"No, it's true, it's true!"

Auntie Zhang burst into tears, her forehead was broken.

"I saw someone resurrected with my own eyes, and they are still living in the village!"

"Wait, you said they are still living in the village?" Gu Xiu's expression changed: "Take me to see!"

If the living person resurrected by the weird can behave like a normal person, it means that the level of the weird is at least within the category of super weird, so this is a weird incident involving natural disaster level or above?
"No, if you don't promise me, I won't get up!" Aunt Zhang said eagerly, choking on her sobs.

'trouble! '

Gu Xiu thought for a while, and then said, "I can promise you not to tell her, but it's okay for me to take her away, right?"

Mrs. Zhang hesitated slightly, as if she wanted to say something else.

"This is the final bottom line. If you still don't agree, I'll go find it myself. Anyway, the village is such a big place."

"I promise, I promise."

Hearing these words, Aunt Zhang reluctantly agreed.

Gu Xiu waved her hand: "Then lead the way."

Although he agreed, it didn't mean that he would still let the weird one stay here. If the situation was verified, he would definitely come again at the end of the month. If he took the weird one away by then, it would not be considered a breach of contract.

Moreover, the value of a super-level weirdness that can only communicate is inestimable.

Mrs. Zhang got up and wiped away her tears, with a stiff smile on her face: "Come with me."

The two walked out the door and walked along the path to the other side of the village, but within a few hundred meters, they came to another house.

This place is much better than Mrs. Zhang's home, at least you can see that the house has been refurbished.

Mrs. Zhang paused, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Li's son was resurrected. After waking up, he was like a normal person. He even helped the family renovate the house. Now they are living a better life."

Her tone was full of envy, extravagance and longing.

Gu Xiu's face was noncommittal, "Come on, go in and have a look."

Mrs. Zhang's face was a bit tangled, but at this moment she had no choice but to grit her teeth and lead him into the yard.

In the courtyard, an old man in his early sixties was chopping wood and lighting a fire. He was a little surprised when he saw Mrs. Zhang coming in, but when he saw Gu Xiu behind her, his expression suddenly changed.

"Sister Zhang, you...!"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it!" Mrs. Zhang lowered her head in shame, not daring to look into the other's eyes.

"Old man," Gu Xiu stepped forward and stared at the other party: "Please ask your son to come out and let me have a look."

The old man's face darkened all of a sudden, he straightened his neck and said, "You are not welcome here, you go!"

"You should ask your son to come out, otherwise."

Gu Xiu didn't finish her words, but the meaning was obvious.

The old man's body trembled, his fists were clenched, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Mrs. Zhang: "Sister Zhang's family, I have nothing to do to you, you are really... hum!"

He knew very well what kind of person the young man in front of him was, and he didn't dare to lose his temper with him, but he didn't have any kindness in his tone towards Mrs. Zhang, who was causing trouble.

Even if it wasn't for Gu Xiu standing here, she would have made a move.

"You guys wait here!"

The old man glanced at Mrs. Zhang again bitterly, and immediately walked into the house, and after a while, a young man in his early thirties came out with a somewhat numb and indifferent expression.

His face looked a little dirty, and there was a peculiar smell all over his body. It was the peculiar smell brought about by not taking a bath for a long time, and there was also a faint corpse smell among the peculiar smell.

But what surprised him even more was that a vague sense of familiarity came from the other party.

'This feeling is a bit familiar? '

This feeling of déjà vu made Gu Xiu's heart beat faster, but for a while he couldn't be sure where this familiarity came from.

"Young man, my son is here, just ask if you have anything." The old man hesitated and said unwillingly.

Gu Xiu understood his worry and said calmly, "If your son is really resurrected, I won't hurt him."

The young man's expression was flat, without a trace of fear or worry, he just looked at Gu Xiu curiously.

"who are you?"

"You can call me Gu He, I am a special case handler, and now I want to do some research on your resurrection."

"Resurrection?" The young man continued to say flatly, "I don't feel anything special, I just woke up at a certain moment."

"Did you come out of the grave, or how?"

"I don't remember," the young man shook his head.

"I know that," his father said, "after our mysterious businessman finished the deal, my son walked back by himself two days later."

"Is that so?"

Gu Xiu looked at the young man, who thought for a while and nodded in confusion: "In this way, it seems that I only regained consciousness when I was close to the village."

"Have you ever seen the grave?"

"No, what are you doing looking at that?" The old man said dissatisfied, "My son's return is already the best thing."

Obviously, they vaguely guessed that their son may not be the real son, but he has the memory of his own son and agrees with his family, which is already an excellent result.

If they pursue it further, if they find out that this young man is not their own son, how will they deal with their relationship, how will they treat this young man who is exactly like their own son?
Gu Xiu quickly realized their worries and didn't say anything.

If I were in the position of an old man, I'm afraid it would be the same.

"I see, do you feel a little numb in your body? Or is it out of control?"

"No," the young man shook his head.

But the old man's body visibly trembled, and he looked elsewhere in a panic, as if he didn't want the other party to find out his surprise and worry.

Gu Xiu's eyes were strange, and she was about to ask, when suddenly her pupils shrank and she took a step forward.

He stared at the other person's cheek carefully, and finally discovered the origin of his inexplicable familiarity before:

'This face. Could it be painted on? '

(End of this chapter)