This immortal cannot be cultivated anymore

Chapter 53 Where am I?
  The sound is somewhat familiar.

But when he heard it in Lin Yuan's ears, he couldn't help but feel as if he had fallen into an icy abyss for an instant, and his whole body felt completely cold from the bottom of his heart to his body.

This sound is a bit familiar...

Lin Yuan's memory was so good that he couldn't even recognize the voices of the people he communicated with.

He asked: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting... Didn't we make an appointment before for you to come to our crematorium for an interview? We have been waiting here for so long, but we still haven't seen you, Mr. Lin, so I want to ask, is it about salary or work? Are you dissatisfied with the time?"

The voice on the other side was very honest, with a bit of helplessness, and sighed: "To tell you the truth, our advertisement has been up for several months, and no one has contacted us at all. You are the only one who asked seriously. I can tell that you really want this job, and your situation is very suitable for this job, so I contacted you specifically. As long as you are willing to come, everything such as salary or working hours can be easily discussed..."

Lin Yuan slowly clenched his fists and asked, "Are you a staff member of the crematorium?"

"That's right... Could it be that you have also contacted other jobs? I have also checked the recruitment website. In terms of salary, our family should be the most suitable."

Lin Yuan: "So I am at the crematorium now."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Lin, you are really good at joking. We have not recruited new workers during this time..."

"Maybe I'm at another crematorium."

"Are you kidding...Qinghua City is so big, why does it need two crematoriums?"

Lin Yuan was speechless.

He looked around at the security room he was in. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that the place he was already very familiar with was inexplicably a bit eerie.

Even the bright light gave off a pale feeling.

The staff at the crematorium are calling me, so where am I now?

"Hello? Hello? Hello? Mr. Lin, are you still here? If you are interested, we can negotiate. A worker here broke his leg. We are in urgent need of people. In addition to not being able to sign a contract with you, Everything else is negotiable, if not, if there is someone who can be introduced to you, that's fine, we will have a share..."

The other side is still chattering.

But Lin Yuan had no intention of answering.

He could hear the anxiety on the other side, as if someone had given him a death order, so much so that he even contacted Lin Yuan, whom he had only contacted once.

And he was the first to contact the other party, which means that the other party's side should be true.

Then on his side...

Lin Yuan hung up the phone.

Slowly calming down the panic in his heart, he stood up and walked out.

Only now did he notice something strange.

In other words...this place is strange.

For example, Fang Zihao's alienation process was too fast.

Lin Yuan's initial idea at that time was just to speed up the process so that Fang Zihao would fall into chaos. Without asking him to lose his combat effectiveness, as long as he took the initiative to cut off the connection with Canshi Whisper, he could use his cultivation to Advantage, kill it directly.

But in fact...

Fang Zihao only stayed here for a short time, but he was almost completely alienated, and there was no room for change.

And those bodies.

Feel the constant +1, +1, +1 improvement in your body.

Lin Yuan suddenly remembered that he had received a lot of corpses in this crematorium during this period, but almost all of these corpses were people who died accidentally... Lin Yuan had been confirmed in the hospital. Those old people who died of old age had no spiritual energy flowing out of their bodies.

In other words, their corpses could not bring even the slightest benefit to Lin Yuan.

But now, almost every time a corpse appears, Lin Yuan can almost feel the extremely mellow spiritual power appearing.

In other words, none of these corpses died.

But Lin Yuan only went to the hospital once and found that several old people had died. It can be imagined that this must be a routine situation... Where did the corpses of those old people go?
  Lin Yuan arrived at the morgue.

At this time, a corpse was lying quietly in the ice coffin...

Next to it, an oil lamp was burning warmly, giving the room a scent of sesame oil.

Lin Yuan habitually took the small wooden stick next to him and lifted the burning cotton rope up so that the candle would not go out.

Only then did he come to the coffin.

Through the thin layer of transparent ice on the coffin cover, the body inside can be clearly seen.

Although it had been processed, traces of injuries could still be seen on the body. Sure enough, this one also died in an accident.

Lin Yuan had an extremely terrifying guess in his mind.

He opened the lid of the ice coffin and took photos of the body.

Then I found Zhou Bingbing's mobile phone number and sent this picture to her.

Then he asked: "Sister Bingbing, do you know this person?"

…………   At this time, Zhou Bingbing, who had returned to the Department of Law Extermination, had just gotten off the airship and handed the body to the people from the Alienation Management Bureau who came to receive the body.

I chatted with Li Yaoyao about this mission.

then……

"It's him again?"

Li Yaoyao rubbed his chin, with a look of gloating on his face, and muttered: "Does this kid have some indissoluble bond with the immortal cultivators? Why does everything happen to him..."

"I know about this."

At this time, Lin Zhengying had left the life-sustaining warehouse.

She was grafted onto a human body and was lying on the bed with various electrotherapy equipment inserted into her body, stimulating the nerves in the skin and blood vessels of her body to gradually establish connections with the brain.

But in terms of external skin, she is no different from ordinary people. She looks like a frail little girl who is sick in bed.

She explained: "Lin Yuan was expelled from Jianglong Martial Arts School because of this incident. It even resulted in the death of someone, and there were more than one..."

Li Yaoyao asked: "The unlucky guy you killed?"

Lin Zhengying's face suddenly flushed. She thought she was cool and handsome at the time, but she didn't want it to be a mistake from the beginning.

Zhou Bingbing smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, at least the facial congestion system seems to be perfect."

Li Yaoyao smiled and said: "I heard you say that this kid should be born with a high-grade cauldron that is sensitive to spiritual energy, but unable to sense spiritual energy. It's a good thing that this kid was born in this era, otherwise he would have been killed by those enchanting female monks. He was fed until he died... He is so handsome, wouldn't it be a double enjoyment for those female nuns to feed him?"

"It should be just a coincidence. After all, when he provoked Fang Zihao, he didn't know that this guy was so crazy that he took the initiative to become an immortal cultivator..."

"It's just a spoiled child. After being a little wronged, he wishes that the whole world would be buried with him... It's a shame that he died, otherwise, letting such immature people grow up will be detrimental to the entire Xuan Dynasty. disaster."

Zhou Bingbing was about to say something when her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced down.

His face immediately became extremely solemn...

Li Yaoyao asked curiously: "Sister Bingbing, what's wrong?"

Zhou Bingbing said: "Nothing, Yaoyao, please bring out target No. 43."

"why?"

"See for yourself."

Zhou Bingbing handed the phone to Li Yaoyao.

Li Yaoyao's expression changed instantly, especially after seeing the contact name on the phone.

She looked complicated and muttered: "Are there really such unlucky people in the world?"

"What are you looking at? Let me look at it too..."

Next to her, Lin Zhengying, who was lying on the hospital bed and unable to move because the nerve connection between the body and the head was not perfect, screamed in dissatisfaction.

But at this time, the two of them could no longer care about him.

After a moment.

Lin Yuan's cell phone immediately received a reply.

[Missing target: Zhou Dong]

[Missing sequence: The 43rd person! 】

[Missing time: seven days]

What follows is a lot of personal information about Zhou Dong.

But Lin Yuan no longer cared to look.

Because the portrait of Zhou Dong at the top, although there are differences in details, is undoubtedly the same as the person lying in the coffin at the moment.

What Li Liang had just said suddenly came to Lin Yuan's mind.

"During this period, more than a hundred people have disappeared in Qinghua City... It is definitely related to the immortal cultivators, but we have never been able to find the whereabouts of those missing people..."

For a moment, his heart was slightly shaken.

And right now.

A hand quietly and slowly reached Lin Yuan's shoulder.

The old voice shouted: "Ohara..."

Lin Yuan suddenly became excited.

Looking back, I came face to face with Old Dong's old face.

(End of this chapter)