Chapter two thousand three hundred and forty-eight inquiries
"There isn't even a cemetery in a place like this. What big shot would be buried here? Is it possible that his ashes should be scattered into the sea and have a sea burial?" Han Sen secretly muttered in his heart.
To be honest, Han Sen didn't really believe what Mrs. Jing said, but with so many powerful people from different races coming here, something big must have happened.
The strong men of other races are obviously very afraid of people like Madam Jing, and most people don't dare to appear nearby.
However, most of them stopped near the sea, and seemed to be waiting for something like Mrs. Mirror.
But after waiting for several days, nothing happened, and Han Sen didn't see the funeral Mrs. Jing mentioned.
"Mrs. Jing, hasn't the funeral started yet?" On the sixth day, Han Sen couldn't bear it any longer, so he went to Mrs. Jing's side and asked again.
Madam Jing was served by those maids. It was almost like a vacation. The food was delicious and there were people waiting on her. All she had to do was bring the bathtub. She lived in an elegant and unrestrained way. However, Han Sen and Xue Qilin did not eat or drink here.
After waiting for six days, although Han Sen and the others had reached the point where they could survive by absorbing the energy of the universe, the feeling was not very comfortable.
"What's the hurry? He's not dead yet." Mrs. Jing said calmly.
Han Sen's eyes suddenly widened and he thought: "Is it possible that there really is a funeral here? But they haven't died yet. So many people are rushing to attend the funeral. Are they too anxious? If the host knows about it, I'm afraid
If you don't die, you will be angry to death."
Han Sen felt that this matter was weird, but Mrs. Jing refused to explain clearly, and Han Sen had no choice.
"Mrs. Jing, can I take a walk nearby? I'm a little hungry and want to find something to eat. Don't worry, I won't go far." Han Sen looked at Mrs. Jing and said.
"You can go wherever you want, as long as you come back before the funeral." Han Sen did not expect that not only did Mrs. Jing agree, but she was also very cheerful. It seemed that she had no intention of restricting his personal freedom.
"Thank you, madam." Han Sen turned around and left the mountain. After walking a little further, he looked back and found that Madam Jing didn't look at him at all, nor did she send anyone to follow him. She seemed to really not care at all.
"Did she predict that I won't run away?" Han Sen felt that Mrs. Jing was a bit strange, but he really didn't dare to run away. At least before he picked up Bao'er, Han Sen had no intention of running away.
After leaving the mountain, Han Sen discovered that there were quite a lot of powerful people from various races, many of whom were races that Han Sen had never seen before. There was even a temporary market set up further away.
Han Sen was overjoyed and flew towards the market. He saw that there were people of all races in the market, and stalls were set up directly on the beach, selling all kinds of exotic treasures and other things.
The levels of these guys vary greatly. Some seem to be only at the level of a viscount or even a baron, while some are as terrifying as a king. There are even some that even Han Sen can't see through their strength, which is frightening.
The strangest thing is that most of these creatures possess water powers.
"It seems that this is definitely not a coincidence. Could it be that the big event that is about to happen here is related to the power of the water system? Because I have the original water emperor body, that's why Madam Jing brought me here?" Han Sen thought about it and felt that something was wrong, and said
As for the water system physique, Dean Shuiyue is a deified powerhouse of the water system. If there is really something important, there seems to be no need for Mrs. Jing to bring a fake prince here.
Han Sen walked into the market. There were so many creatures here, so it shouldn't be difficult to get some information. They wouldn't come here for no reason.
While walking and looking, Han Sen squatted down in front of a small stall not long after. Not only was there something strange about the things sold at this stall, but it was mainly because the stall owner was low-level and easy to bully, and he was also a Kate.
There would be too big a background, and his stall is in a small corner, making it difficult to attract attention.
Of course, Han Sen also planned to bully him, he just wanted to get information so that he could communicate more happily.
"Brother, I have all authentic water-based exotic treasures here. What do you want?" Baron Kate smiled and enthusiastically introduced the exotic treasures he sold to Han Sen.
"Who are you calling big brother?" Han Sen's face darkened deliberately.
"Hey... I'm sorry, handsome guy..." Baron Kate quickly changed his words.
"That's pretty much it..." Han Sen nodded with satisfaction, but then he thought: "No, am I going to play the role of a bully? I should be called uncle!"
Feeling that he didn't have any talent for evil, Han Sen was too lazy to act again. He took out a viscount-level dagger and waved it in front of the baron: "Do you recognize the thing?"
"Handsome guy, I'm really sorry. I only have a small business here. I only sell things but don't take delivery. Why don't you go over there and have a look? The big brother over there has strong funds and will definitely give you a high price."
The Lord said with a troubled face.
"Who is going to sell you something? Do you think I am dressed like a seller who is short of money and want to be the owner?" Han Sen slapped the dagger directly in front of the stall owner and said proudly: "Answer me a few questions.
, it’s yours.”
"It turns out I'm asking for news. Handsome guy, you should have told me earlier." The stall owner immediately grabbed the dagger and stuffed it into his arms, patted his chest and said, "If you have any questions, handsome guy, just ask, I'm not here, A Lang doesn't know."
thing."
Han Sen felt that this guy was not reliable at all. A small baron dared to boast such a big thing, and he was not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue.
Fortunately, Han Sen didn't want to find out any secrets, he just asked him a few simple questions.
"What are you doing here?" Han Sen glanced around and then asked.
"Handsome guy, haven't you seen everything? I'm just here to make money." A Lang said with a smile.
"Seriously, who cares whether you make money or not? What are you doing here with these guys?" Han Sen glared at A Lang, regretting that he had chosen him to ask for information.
The guy is only one, two hundred and five.
A Lang suddenly realized: "Handsome boy, you are asking this. What's the point of asking? Aren't you just like us? We all come to see the Ancient Water God."
Han Sen was slightly stunned. The word "Water God" often appears in various tribes, but the only one that can be preceded by the word "ancient" and recognized by all tribes in the universe is the Ancient God Clan.
"Could it be that the funeral Mrs. Mirror is talking about is the funeral of the ancient water god? No way? According to legend, the ancient gods are all born with deified powerhouses, and their lifespans far exceed those of ordinary races. Their lifespans are measured in hundreds of millions of years. It is difficult to see
A scene of the fall of an ancient god." Han Sen thought to himself.