Genshin Impact: I am playing cultivating immortals in Teyvat

After arriving at the destination, the driver couldn't wait to turn around and leave, leaving only a "good luck", as if he would encounter something terrible if he stayed.

Sunlight shines through the leaves on the tombstones. There is no one around the cemetery. Only the faint chirping of birds comes from far away from time to time. It is like a hidden place that is completely separated from the space here, which is particularly weird.

Although it was only noon, the moment he stepped in, a cold breath rose from the soles of his feet, giving people a strange fear that reached deep into his soul.

It stands to reason that even if it is such an unlucky place, it should not be so deserted, and there should not even be a single flower used to mourn relatives.

The city of Atdam is not that big. From the station to the cemetery, it almost spans the entire city. There are no other cemeteries except here.

Is it some kind of custom here? Now it seems that this is the only reason that can be explained.

At this moment, a strange-shaped tombstone in a corner of the cemetery attracted Luo Yu's attention. It was carved with a centaur, holding a sword in one hand and a bow in the other, with a quiver made of animal skin on its back, and its eyes were sad.

Compared with other simple cross-decorated tombstones, this tombstone is particularly special and can be noticed at a glance even from a distance.

As his gaze moved downward, Luo Yu's pupils shrank suddenly. It was a name he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with - Genero Fulen.

"Are you interested in this tombstone?"

A hoarse voice came, and a hand so thin that almost only bones were left put on his shoulder.

Even though Luo Yu has tried his best to restrain himself, this kind of fear that belongs to human instinct cannot be eliminated, regardless of whether a person's will is firm or not.

"Hoo ho ho."

The old man laughed strangely, as if something was stuck in his throat.

"You don't know, he has been dead long ago..."

"who!"

The powerful voice was like thunder. Luo Yu felt a little dazed, and the cold breath disappeared instantly.

When he looked up again, there was no old man in front of him, and the centaur tombstone behind him had also disappeared.

Everything seems to be an extremely real dream, but is it really a dream...

"Are you okay? Did you see anything strange?"

The young man walked out of the small shack next to the cemetery. His clothes were shabby and his beard was unkempt. He looked like he hadn't taken care of himself for a long time. His brown hair had covered his shoulders. He looked almost like a savage.

Seeing the other party's wary eyes, Luo Yu paused and said,

"No, what do you mean?"

"Really? That's good."

The gravekeeper looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and explained

"There are phantom mist flowers everywhere around here. People often go crazy because they see some hallucinations. I just do this just in case."

Looking in the direction of the finger, a large lavender flower is clustered together. Each flower has twelve long petals, with a filamentous middle and a light golden translucent stamen, which looks like a chrysanthemum. Somewhat similar.

They are arranged neatly, and it is obvious that someone planted them here intentionally.

It's not like Luo Yu had never heard of the Fantasy Mist Flower. Its pollen could make people fall into illusions, but it was also a necessary ingredient for refining certain magic potions.

"You are not a local, what are you doing here?"

The man crossed his arms, obviously suspicious, and clenched the shovel in his hand.

"I came to see the last leader of the witchers. I was told he was here."

As he spoke, he took out the note from his pocket.

"Since it was introduced by the Duke, then come in."

After taking the note and glancing at it, the man relaxed, turned around and took it into the small shed.

The house is not big enough to accommodate basic furniture, a shovel, and a leather bag. These are all the assets that can be seen.

After making two cups of tea and placing them on the table, the man snorted coldly, his eyes full of self-deprecation.

"I don't know why the Duke wants to hand over the favor I owe you, but now only Gravekeeper Fogg, the leader of the witchers, ha, has disappeared long ago."

"I want to know the truth ten years ago."

"Ten years ago..."

Fogg leaned back in his chair, his eyes wandering, as if he was missing something, with a hint of hatred flashing from time to time.

"I could tell you, but..."

By the time he walked out of the hut, it was already approaching dusk. Luo Yu had received too much information in a short period of time, and it was a bit difficult for Luo Yu to accept it.

Fogg's version was roughly the same as the version he heard before, but in his mouth, the betrayer became Genero.

The Duke would definitely not lie to himself. It was obvious that someone wanted to provoke a fight between the demon hunter and the police department. Maybe their memories had been tampered with by some organization.

But what's the benefit of doing so, and with Chris's hints and the old man in the cemetery, everything seems to be confusing.

Back at the hotel, Alan and Anna had returned, and they were sitting at the table enjoying a meal.

"Well, Nao Da, Li is back."

Allen was chewing cake in his mouth. When he saw Luo Yu coming back, he quickly said hello.

Luo Yu was not polite and sat next to him, picked up the food on the table and started eating. Although he didn't need to eat due to his idle state, Zuo Li always felt a little uncomfortable when he was empty.

"How's it going? Did you get the stuff?"

"Not yet, it won't start until tomorrow."

Allen hammered his chest, finally swallowed what was in his mouth, and then took out a leaflet from his waist.

[Atterdam Auction House is waiting for your visit! 】

Then came the specific items and introductions of the auction, and Allen’s mission items were placed on the last line:

[The realm of Qifusi has always been used to see other people's memories, and its other functions are unknown. 】

Chiforth is the awakened one who died.

To be honest, this kind of relic is not of much use to ordinary people, but it is of great use to the police station for interrogation. It is sad that the headquarters wants to get it so much.

The soul-searching technique in Luo Yu's hands can also achieve the same effect, but the price is just a little higher.

Time flew by quickly, and it was the next day in a blink of an eye.

The three of them stood at the door of the auction house, with a huge sign inlaid with gold wire.

Anyone who dares to use this kind of sign in Atdan must be either a newbie or someone with huge energy behind them.

The auction house in front of me obviously belongs to the latter.

"Please bring this."

Entering the hall, a waiter in a tuxedo walked forward and handed the mask in his hand to several people.

This is to prevent the leakage of customer information. In a chaotic place like Altdam, it is not uncommon for people to commit murder and steal goods.

Sitting in the private room and looking at the crowded hall below, Luo Yu suddenly felt happy. Although he didn't know how Allen got it, the friendship was very happy.

"Everyone, welcome to Arterdam Auction House, I am the host of this event, Robert!!"

As a prologue ends, the auction begins...