The new task prompt made Fu Qian a little dazed for a while.
Just now it was said to be a pure land without extraordinary beings, and then a demigod died in this place?
This style of painting changes a little quickly!
Demigods are no different than others, and it is still very difficult to kill them.
To put it bluntly, even if you lose the power to resist, you will not be beaten to death by a farmer's pitchfork.
The introduction is right, this place is much more special than it looks.
Fu Qian's thoughts were racing and he was casually observing his surroundings.
Simple and quiet, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and pedestrians coming and going in a leisurely manner, it is indeed a good place for a vacation.
However, this beautiful place has the power to bury demigods.
As for the rejection of extraordinary beings, this is also the first time I have heard of it.
Judging from Sergeant Harry's expression, it was very natural, as if it had been a tradition for many years.
What an interesting place.
Although he knew that there was danger hidden under the calmness, he still had a leisurely attitude before paying.
People should be good at discovering the beauty in life. Anyway, this working environment is at least much better, isn't it?
In a quiet town in the evening, it would be an ideal vacation to find a bookstore and sit there until dark.
Just as he was thinking of this, he caught a glimpse of a black sign in his field of vision.
There is actually a bookstore?
It was a small shop that looked to be a few years old. It had a small storefront and was basically similar to the one I had in Shangjing.
It stands to reason that you should go to the hotel to stay at this moment, and then try to find ways to find out the news.
But before paying, he didn't rush. He just picked up his suitcase and headed straight to the bookstore.
With a creaking sound, Fu Qian pushed the door open and entered.
The entire bookstore is smaller than it looks from the outside, and the overall arrangement is chaotic, with huge stacks of books piled in the corners.
When he heard the door open, a middle-aged man with hair as messy as a chicken coop raised his head and looked over with dead fish eyes.
"Sorry, we're closed!"
This man had a cigarette in his mouth and his voice was a little slurred.
And from such a long distance, you can smell the strong smell of alcohol.
As expected, he is full of poetry and calligraphy.
Before paying, he secretly praised himself and directly found a chair to sit down.
"I'm not here to buy books."
"This is a bookstore, don't go in if you don't want to buy books."
The bookstore owner sounded like he had no desire to communicate at all.
"Aren't you closed? How can I buy books?"
…
The boss was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.
"Yeah, we're already closed, why don't you go out?"
"I'm not a book buyer, so what does closing time have to do with me?"
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Staring at Fu Qian, the boss's lips trembled for a full minute before he finally asked frantically.
"Originally I was buying books, but since it's closed, I reluctantly asked about something."
"Has anyone died in town recently?"
Fu Qian stared into the teacher's eyes and asked directly.
"dead?"
The bookstore owner obviously didn't expect to ask this before paying, and immediately snorted.
"This is an elderly place, and dead people are quite normal. As long as you stay at the cemetery, you can often meet them."
"Where is the cemetery?"
"Next to the hospital, I swear if you ask me where the hospital is again, I will kill you!"
oh.
I responded before paying and paused for two seconds.
"Where is the hospital?"
ah!!!
Amid the roar, the bookstore owner began to slap a book bound in leather, weighing more than two kilograms, on his forehead.
Fu Qian shook his head and glanced at the crooked nameplate on this man's chest.
"You're kidding, Manager Bernard."
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"Then I've finished answering my questions, can you leave?"
Bernard put down the book after hearing this, his forehead already red and swollen.
"Can."
"Great, can you do me a favor?"
"What's the rush?"
"If possible, could you die in the cemetery?"
That's really possible.
Fu Zhan stood up with a smile, thinking to himself.
"Goodbye!"
Seeing that Fu Qian really got up and left, Bernard let out a deep breath and slumped in his chair as if relieved.
After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, he reached out and picked up the half bottle of wine next to him and took a sip. He felt indescribably comfortable.
I will do the same when I return to Beijing.
Fu Qian looked at this scene with admiration, leisurely and fascinated.
…
There really aren't any problems.
Coming out of the bookstore, I was talking to myself before paying.
Although this bookstore owner looks extraordinary, he is still an ordinary person.
I have scanned all the books in the store and can confirm that there are no special items such as Death Notes.
So far, nothing unusual has been discovered in this town.
What a mystery!
As for a hospital in a place like this, it's really hard to find.
Fu went to look around, glanced at the layout a few times, and roughly confirmed the direction.
Unexpectedly, when he wandered to the cemetery, as Bernard said, someone was being buried here.
And that's not even the most important thing.
Standing at the entrance of the cemetery, Fu Qian could clearly feel the aura of extraordinary beings among the mourners.
Although he tried his best to hide it, under the attention of a demigod, he was still like a bright light in the dark night, with nowhere to hide.
What an unexpected gain!
Fu Qian walked forward calmly and locked the target from a distance.
this is?
However, when the man turned around, Fu Qian was surprised.
She has blond hair, a tall figure, and the black gauze covering half of her face cannot block her charming facial features.
It is the female swordsman Weir from the Ring Islands.
No wonder the breath felt a little familiar just now.
At this moment, Weier was wearing a decent black dress, following the funeral crowd, and her sharpness when holding the sword was completely lost.
ah!
When Fu Qian was observing, the other party also noticed him. The next moment, Weier was stunned and lost his voice. It was obvious that he did not expect to see him here.
After screaming softly, Weir noticed something strange around her, calmed down, and nodded slightly in greeting to Fu Qian.
He said hello in a natural manner and glanced at the photo on the tombstone.
His beard and hair are all white, his face is kind, and he looks like an old man who has died.
There was nothing unusual about the body.
If a demigod dies, the body will not simply rot, but will most likely become serious pollutants, which cannot be blocked by a thin coffin.
…
"Mr. Fu Qian!"
After coming out of the cemetery, Fu Qian stood not far away for a while, and soon heard Weir's soft call.
Sure enough, this guy caught up with me.
When Fu Qian turned around, the latter was surprised and confused.
"I didn't expect to meet here. How did you come to such a remote place?"
"Vacation."
Before paying, he pointed to the suitcase at his feet nonchalantly.
Vacation?
Weier frowned and didn't seem to believe it.
However, considering this man's great achievements in the past, she was wise and did not continue to ask further questions.
"What about you, what are you doing here?"
Fu Qian asked back, as it is a forbidden area for extraordinary people, there is a high probability that Weier's appearance here is not on vacation.
In fact, he already had an answer.
"I……"
Weier looked a little embarrassed.
"I came to see my sister."
Thanks to 2022******9404 for the reward, and to all the book friends for their support.