The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1157 Ask
"That's exactly what I want to tell you."

The middle-aged man noticed Lu Yan's expression, and explained in a timely manner.

"After discussion, we preliminarily judged that the current strange behavior of the revived gods may be due to what you did before, which made them afraid."

In fact, since the first incident of revived gods appeared.

Although there are recovery gods who have been dealt with by humans, they have never appeared with such exaggerated efficiency as today.

In addition, the recovery god itself is not a beast with only instincts. After an accident like Lu Yan's, it is a normal reaction to choose to be safe.

Lu Yan nodded on the surface, but he didn't care about it in his heart.

Based on the currently known information, the speculation made sounds reasonable.

But Lu Yan knew very well that these so-called expert teams lacked a key piece of information.

That was his opponent, besides the huge number of revived gods, there was also an unknown contestant.

Add the contestant variable and you'll realize what's wrong.

Even if the revived gods can use special means to communicate, there will always be some bold or rebellious gods who don't care about Lu Yan's situation.

If you want all the recovery gods to lie dormant like this, you obviously need a reason to convince them.

And this reason was obviously given by the unknown contestant.

"It's okay, I can ask a recovery god." Lu Yan slid down from the conference table and said with a smile.

The revived gods are all dormant, it's true, but as the old saying goes, monks can't run away from the temple if they can run away.

Anyway, there is no urgent situation now, so just spend some time and find one or two ruins where the revived gods are located.

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"The last 3080 graphics card, 3000% new for girls' own use, the last one, you can get it for [-] yuan, if you want to buy it, hurry up!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, Dongmenzi double-door refrigerator, you can't take it with you when you move, and you can take it away if you give money."

"After this street, there is no such store anymore. Second-hand slightly flawed clothes cost ten yuan a catty..."

The noisy cries echoed on the street, some of which were recorded and played directly by speakers, which made the street extraordinarily noisy.

"Mr. [Savior], this place was originally an old town, but halfway through the renovation project of the old town, the boss who contracted the project ran into the God of Recovery and died.

Because of the Resuscitating God incident, everyone is unwilling to take risks, and this place has been left idle.

Later, the residents in the neighborhood simply sold the things they didn't use in their homes, and over time, it became a scale. "

A young man wearing glasses and police uniform approached Lu Yan and introduced him.

"Flea market." Lu Yan nodded knowingly.

Since the outbreak of the Resurrection God incident, all walks of life will inevitably be affected.

But no matter what happens, the people still need to live, and it is impossible to stay at home and do nothing because of the difficult social environment.

"Yes."

The young police officer also sighed, and then continued: "Mr. [Savior], let's go this way, we will be ahead."

Lu Yan stepped forward to follow.

Soon, a group of people came to a yellow jue tree with some red strings hanging on it.

Judging from the dust on those red ropes, it was obvious that no one had hung here for a long time.

However, Lu Yan's attention was not on this tree. He lowered his head and looked at the dilapidated small shrine under the shade of the tree.

That's what they're here for.

There is no way, it is still early, and most of the powerful gods have not recovered.

To ensure that the ruins can be found, and the other party is a revived weak god, there are naturally not many choices.

"Mr. [Savior], this is the place. According to the feedback from the masses, this small shrine once glowed in the middle of the night some time ago."

It seemed that because of Lu Yan's presence, the young police officer had the courage to come over.

Lu Yan also didn't try to use any perception ability to try it. He had tried it before, and there would be no energy fluctuations during the first stage of resuscitating the gods.

Only when the revived gods enter the second stage state, will they be captured by his perception.

From this point of view, the energy possessed by these recovery gods is really not ordinary energy.

Maybe it is really possible, it is the power of gods and gods like belief.

Lu Yan walked to this small shrine and squatted down.

He casually stretched out his hand and touched the wooden doll inside the shrine.

"Aren't you coming out?" Lu Yan said with a smile.

After the voice fell, nothing happened around the shrine, as if he was talking to himself.

Lu Yan frowned: "Then don't come out."

While speaking, a seemingly warm and dense light gradually covered his palm, and then quickly condensed into a divine light.

He controlled this divine light that is as light as dust, and it slowly fell towards the wooden puppet.

Just when Shenmang was about to touch the wooden doll, the revived god finally lost his composure.

The wooden puppet lit up a little light, and these little lights flew out of the shrine, and finally a little old man with white hair and childlike face condensed beside the shrine.

As soon as he showed up, before the surrounding police officers took precautions, this little old man knelt down in front of Lu Yan in a panic.

"Forgive...forgive the little god, the little god doesn't know anything."

The revived god was tearful and felt like a helpless little old man being bullied by a group of children.

If Lu Yan didn't know that the revived god would need to devour tens of thousands of human beings to be fully revived, maybe he would really treat him as an innocent guy.

Lu Yan crouched in front of the altar, didn't stand up, just turned around and said with a smile, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

The god who looked like a little old man was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he probably didn't know Lu Yan, and quickly made amends nervously.

"No... no, the little god just felt... felt... from the ray of light just now..."

"Let's talk about something useful."

Lu Yan interrupted the god's defense, and he still had a friendly smile on his face: "I ask, you answer. Is it okay?"

"Yes, yes, the little god must know everything."

The god who looked like a little old man buried his head a little lower while speaking.

Lu Yan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's start with the question I want to know the most. Which god sent the news that made you lie dormant?"

(End of this chapter)