As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire

  Chapter 708 The Resurrected Town

  clang! clang! clang!

   When the time passed twelve o'clock, the bell rang suddenly.

  Of course Fang Cheng and Isis would not be frightened. They turned their heads and looked in the direction where the bell was ringing, and found that it was the old-fashioned wall clock hanging on the wall of the living room that was ringing.

   There seems to be nothing strange about the clock ringing, but the problem is that this is a wall clock from a century and a half ago, the kind that needs to be wound, and it has decayed to the point of failure.

  When the wall clock rang, it brought a strange atmosphere, like the rhythm of the opening of a ghost movie, and the originally hot temperature suddenly became cold.

  In addition to the ringing of the bell, various subtle movements came from outside the house. Through the window, one could faintly see light coming from it.

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked at each other, and they quickly walked out of the living room and opened the door.

  The town outside the gate has completely changed its appearance.

  The poisonous fog floating in the air has disappeared, and the thick dust like volcanic ash on the ground has also disappeared, revealing a smooth gravel road.

  The dilapidated and rotten houses have all been restored. Inside the windows, faint lights are revealed, and occasionally people flicker.

   At this time, Fang Cheng and Isis were finally surprised.

what's the situation?

  Fang Cheng's blood has been scattered throughout the town, and he can be sure that nothing abnormal happened in the town before twelve o'clock.

  When the pointer skipped twelve o'clock, his blood disappeared, and the whole town completely changed.

   It seems to have returned to the scene half a century ago before the fire broke out.

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked back at the same time, and the dilapidated house behind them also looked brand new, and the door that was open a second ago has been closed.

  The crack in the door below reveals the light, and there is a faint humming of a woman in the room.

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked through the door easily and saw the situation inside the house.

  The environment in the house is also completely new. A middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa in the living room with his legs crossed, reading a newspaper.

  In the kitchen on the side, the hostess is humming a song while preparing food, and there is a young child eating snacks beside her.

   Obviously, this is the family of three in the house.

  The two looked at each other, and Isis frowned and said, "Is it a hallucination?"

   "What illusion could fool you and me?"

  Fang Cheng asked back, and then released the blood again: "Let me see what's going on."

  His blood spread to the entire town in an instant.

  As expected, all the destroyed places have been restored, and thousands of residents in the town have all been resurrected.

  Most people prepare food in their own homes, and a small number of people stay in the only tavern in the town and drink happily. They should be single dogs.

  Only from the surface, this is an ordinary remote town with thousands of ordinary residents.

  However, this town has been destroyed half a century ago, and these residents have also died half a century ago.

  Everything is restored suddenly, and the residents of the small town are suddenly revived, and any fool knows that there is a problem.

   And the time is wrong, it is already twelve o'clock at night, why these residents have just started preparing dinner.

  Fang Cheng's blood continued to expand outward, and soon flew out of the town.

  In addition to the lush vegetation outside the town, there is only one road submerged in the deep night.

  As Fang Cheng's blood expanded, he soon discovered that something was wrong.

   After leaving the town for a few kilometers, the vegetation disappeared, the road disappeared, and the outside fell into darkness that could not be seen.

  Fang Cheng is very familiar with this situation, isn't this a crack in the subspace?

  He continued to let the blood expand into the darkness, and it didn't take long for him to lose contact with the blood and disappear completely.

   Sure enough, the whole town was surrounded by dark cracks like a lonely island.

  After Fang Cheng discovered this, he immediately tried to open the crack in the subspace, and successfully entered the subspace of the Lord of Myriad Monsters.

   This made him breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the space crack can be opened, which means that even if there is any danger, there is a safe retreat.

  Isis saw Fang Cheng disappearing and reappearing suddenly, and couldn't help asking, "Did you find anything?"

  Fang Cheng nodded slightly, and told her what he found.

   Isis was also surprised after hearing this.

   Obviously, this is a special subspace, and the town and its residents have been revived in this subspace.

   But the reason for all this is not yet clear.

  Isis pondered and asked: "Have you checked the mine?"

"Checking."

  Fang Cheng replied, his blood had spread towards the mine.

  The mine is very quiet, and the underground fire that has been burning for half a century has disappeared.

  The inside of the well is messy, full of primitive and rough mining equipment, only a few workers on watch at night and their dogs are making noise.

  Fang Cheng's blood went deep into the mine, and there was no damage from the underground fire. The situation inside the mine was not complicated, and several excavated mines were quickly explored.

  Fang Cheng's blood continued to go deep down the mine, and after several kilometers, it also fell into the crack of the subspace.

   In this way, he has thoroughly investigated the town and the surrounding environment.

   Found nothing but the resurrection of the town and its inhabitants.

  Isis is also a bit Muggle about this situation. She frowned and was about to speak when the door behind them opened suddenly.

   "Hey, who are you?"

  The hostess of the house was holding a basin of water in both hands, as if she was about to come out and pour it out. When she opened the door, she saw these two strangers standing in front of her house.

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked at each other, then reached out their hands at the same time.

  The hostess was easily subdued before she could even utter an exclamation.

  Fang Cheng and Isis returned to the house, and soon, the family of three lay down neatly.

  Of course they were not injured, and Fang Cheng and Isis would not kill people at will without knowing anything. If they touched any taboos, there would be no place to cry.

   After subduing the family of three, Fang Cheng read them one by one.

  Isis waited at the side, and asked after Fang Cheng stopped, "How is it?"

  Fang Cheng shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with their memory."

  From memory, although the husband and wife are both outsiders, they have lived in the small town for many years and worked for a mining company.

  Children's memory is even simpler, eat and sleep, sleep and play, and play and eat.

  Isis also checked all three members of the family to make sure that they were all ordinary people.

  Fang Cheng frowned and said: "Could it be that these town residents are not dead, but have been living in the subspace for half a century?"

   Before Isis could refute, Fang Cheng felt that this guess was unreliable.

   "Is it possible that we have traveled through time and come to half a century ago?"

   "The space crack outside cannot be explained. This town is independent in the subspace."

  The two were silent for a few seconds, and Isis suddenly said, "Check again to see if they have any memories of Richard."

   They came to this ruined town, the main purpose is to find traces of Richard.

  Richard finally settled in the town of Centralia. A fire broke out in the second year. He did not leave and disappeared with the residents.

  Then these residents should know Richard, after all, the population of this small town is only a few thousand.

  Fang Cheng read the hero's mind again, and sure enough, he quickly found the memory of Richard.

  Richard came to settle in the town a year ago.

  In the memory of the hero, Richard is a weirdo.

  The town of Centralia is a small town developed because of the mining industry. There are no charming scenery and ancient books, nor prosperous business and culture here.

  All residents in the town are employees of the mining company. In a sense, this place is actually a large dormitory for the mining company.

  In such a place, it is really strange that Richard, an outsider, came to settle here.

  In the first few months of settling in, Richard often went out and talked with the residents of the town.

  He claims to be a writer, and he came to the town to settle down to collect folk songs, and he plans to write a novel about mining.

  When the residents of the small town gradually accepted Richard, he began to live in seclusion, always shutting himself at home and not coming out for ten days and a half months.

  Some children in the town once sneaked into Richard's house, met the unkempt and yelling Richard, and ran away in fright.

   Later everyone thought Richard was crazy, and few people dared to approach his house.

  After reading the memory, Fang Cheng said to Isis: "From the memory, Richard doesn't look like a person who can store his mother's body."

   "It's not far away anyway, if it's true or not, you'll know if you go and have a look."

  Isis replied: "If he is still alive, maybe we can just take the mother's body."

   "Hehe, I don't think it's that simple."

  Since coming to the town, these changes have been unexpected by the two of them.

  Fang Cheng felt that things were not so simple and smooth, and there was always a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

  After erasing the memories of the family of three, Fang Cheng and Isis left the house, walked quietly in the dark, and soon came to the place where Richard lived in the memory of the host.

   This is a small two-storey building with a yard. It looks old, and it seems that a gust of wind can blow it down.

  Faint lights came out from the windows in the building, and Fang Cheng's blood seeped in, and he quickly felt the inside and outside of the small building clearly.

   No mother's body, or anything else of note, was found.

  Richard was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, reading a book.

  The tea table in front of him had steaming hot tea and bread, it should be a simple dinner.

  Richard is probably in his forties, with a refined and easy-going appearance, wearing glasses, and combing his hair meticulously.

  Looks like a well-mannered scholar, not the crazy weirdo that the hero remembers.

  Richard read the book for a while, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and when he picked up the bread to eat, he suddenly stopped.

  He put down the bread and books, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and finally raised his head to look at the strange man and woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.

  Fang Cheng and Isis didn't look like ordinary people in any way, but Richard didn't panic, but looked at them in surprise: "Are you two new here?"

newcomer?

   Do you mean new residents who came to town from out of town?

  Fang Cheng and Isis were puzzled by Richard's reaction. Didn't he notice that the two came to the living room through the locked door quietly?

  Isis said lightly: "Mr. Richard, we have something to do with you."

  Fang Cheng did not find the mother's body in the small building, and the whereabouts of the mother's body can only be known from Richard.

  Richard looked at the time on the wall clock, smiled at the two, and said, "I still have about ten minutes. If you have anything to do, you can sit down and talk."

  If Fang Cheng is used to it, he will probably use strong methods to directly read Richard's memory.

   But the situation is unclear now, neither of them know what is going on in this small town.

  So Fang Cheng was not impulsive, but handed it over to Isis.

  At least her life experience is much richer than that of Fang Cheng.

  Isis did not sit down, but stared at Richard with a faint pressure in his eyes: "Please hand over your mother's body."

  When he heard Isis’s words, Richard’s body was shocked, and a surprised expression finally appeared on his face: “You are here for this?”

  He frowned and asked again: "Which era are you from?"

  The words from Richard's mouth also surprised Fang Cheng and Isis.

  He actually knew that the two were from other ages?

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked at each other, feeling that the situation was getting out of control, and problems appeared one after another.

  Before Isis spoke, Fang Cheng asked, "How do you know we are from other ages?"

  Richard put away his surprise and replied: "Because no newcomers have come to this place for a long time, even I can't remember how long it has been."

  Fang Cheng and Isis suddenly understood what Richard meant when he said "you are new here" when he saw the two of them for the first time.

   "It doesn't matter where we come from."

  Isis brought the topic back: "Please hand over your mother's body."

  Richard looked at the two and sighed: "I don't know what you are looking for with that thing, but I'm sorry, that thing means a lot to me and I can't give it to you."

  Isis smiled slightly: "Do you think you have the right to choose?"

  Richard said lightly: "At least in this town of Centralia, no one can force me to make a choice I don't like..."

  Before he finished speaking, Fang Cheng appeared in front of him like a flash, and reached out to touch his head.

  Richard didn't react at all, and Fang Cheng touched his forehead with one hand.

  But at the moment of touching, Richard's whole body became blurred, and then disappeared completely.

  Fang Cheng and Isis looked surprised, but they couldn't see how Richard disappeared.

   At the same time, at the entrance of the town, figures emerged from the darkness one by one, probably dozens of them.

  There are men and women in these figures, wearing clothes of different ages, the only thing in common is that everyone has a dignified, even numb expression on their faces.

  The leader was a young man with gray hair. He raised his hand and waved forward, while silently shouting in his heart.

   "Three thousand seven hundred and ninety-fifth action! Start!"

grateful? Well, a reward! (*^▽^*)

  (end of this chapter)