Did you know that there are people in this world who never die?
They mingle among the crowd, immortal and immortal. They may have lived for hundreds of years, or thousands of years... Every ten or twenty years, they have to change their identities, change their names, and move.
They are, undead.
Who could the undead be? It might be the most inconspicuous friend beside you.
My name is Lin happy, and I am an immortal.
I am 512 years old this year. About every twenty years, I will move to a distant place, change my identity, change my name, and start living my life again at the age of twenty. Now is the first month since I changed my new identity. I moved to city B and rented a small apartment worth 3,000 yuan.
There, I met a man named Yao Gu.
My apprentice Li Shijie once laughed at me. After living for five hundred years, I am still a poor man.
It's actually okay, I've always had different jobs, but my part-time job has never changed.
That means eliminating demons, subduing ghosts, and sometimes subduing demons.
And in the years that Yao Gu and I have known each other, the truth about the existence of the undead and Yao Gu's identity has gradually become clear.
After living for so many years, I always think that I can look at everything calmly, including life and death.
I never thought that the truth behind this would make my heart collapse.
If I had to choose again, I would rather never meet him.
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