Endless Debt

After the carnival, a few people were in a panic at the bar, as if they had cognitive errors after drinking too much. They looked at the black cat on the bar with anticipation, as if they were waiting for the black cat to do a handsome backflip.

Nothing is Impossible.

In this ghostly place, the Club of the Undead, any outrageous thing that happens here seems to be rationalized. The place itself is like a twisted collection of absurdity and neurosis.

Bologo feels that he has begun to adapt to all this. From an expert's point of view, this is a good thing. Bologo is as professional as ever, but from a personal point of view, Bologo is a bit sad. A painful feeling associated with mental retardation.

Cyan eyes stared at Weier, but unfortunately it was a black cat now. From that dark little face, Boluogo couldn't read any expression or expression.

In the silence, an elegant female voice sounded.

"I won't go into details about how I became an immortal. It involves some personal issues.

In short, I can't afford the price of the wish, so the wish I got was also distorted, which is what you see now. "

The black cat said as he spun around in a circle, showing off his animal form.

"It is said that Weier was once a stunning beauty. Unfortunately, her skin was not preserved." Sere whistled.

"My immortality is the transfer of my soul."

Weier ignored Sere and continued its story.

"My soul can be transferred between animal bodies, which means that I cannot be killed. After the body dies, I will wake up from the body of the nearest animal. Even if my soul is condensed, it will only prolong my life. It's just time to wake up, when my 'golden soul' is released, I will wake up again."

"Yes, yes, we tried to travel around the world before, but Weier fell into the sea. It took her three years to crawl back," Sere said. "It is said that the longest time it lived was when it turned into a starfish. , the worst experience was when I turned into a sunfish.”

Every death, to Weier, is just the destruction of the body, and its soul will be transferred and reborn.

Weier licked the fur on her body, "Just like a certain law, the devil will always lead us to the side we least want to face.

I long for the eternity of skin, but it makes me unable to be a human being. "

Boluogo felt something.

"Then...Scott!" Sere walked to the stone statue, opened his hands and cheered.

"As you can see, Scott is speechless. His story can only be told by me." Sere put his hand on the stone statue and patted its head curiously. "Scott has more qualifications than me." Even older, Scott was there when I came to the Immortal Club. At that time, it was just a decoration at the door. Later, I heard about it from Sai Zong and learned about its story."

The image of a beagle gesticulating towards the stone statue and explaining to Sere emerged in Boluogo's mind. This was too absurd.

“It is said that Scott was an explorer, but as he aged, his body could no longer support his long journeys, so he began to long for immortality.

He hopes to have more time and a stronger body to explore places he has not yet set foot in, such as the end of the earth, the end of the ocean, and the end of the sky.

For this reason, one day he found the devil and made such a wish to the devil. However, Scott's wish was also distorted. The devil turned him into a stone statue. This stone statue can stand forever. Invaded and destroyed by time...No more, there are only so many stories about Scott. "

Sere then whispered in Bologo's ear.

"I've always suspected that this is just an ordinary stone statue. Sai Zong is lying to me. But this damn stone statue and I are good brothers. I can't really smash it to see if there is anyone sealed inside."

Boluogo nodded in understanding. As Sere told the story, the undead club became more and more weird. And judging from Sere's ready-to-move attitude, this guy had already planned to attack the stone statue of Scott. long time.

He must have wanted to smash the stone statue open more than once.

"You have also seen that skeleton man, Bode. I heard from Bode that before he became an immortal, he was an extremely wealthy man. With endless wealth, he enjoyed all the glory and wealth of life. All the senses were... The excitement was almost numb to him...but wealth cannot buy time.

When it was about to die, it made a wish to the devil and gave all its wealth, but this was not enough. The devil took away its flesh and blood and turned it into a skeleton. This sounds good, right? Although a little scary, he is still immortal after all.

But the fact is that Bode, who is covered in bones, can feel nothing, no pain, no touch, no hunger, no sleepiness... None of the feelings that once made him nostalgic are left, only the endless, pale time with him as a companion. "

Serei lamented, "Listen to it, this guy loves to drink, but after becoming the undead, the taste only exists in the memory. But as time goes by, even the memory begins to become blurred and yellowed, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I don’t know whether it’s true or false.”

"Oh! By the way, there is another person! I forgot!"

Serei remembered something and slipped into the room behind the bar. He didn't know what he was doing. After a while, he came out pushing a wheelchair.

"This is 'Old Immortal'. I can't remember the specific name. Just like Scott, he was there when I came."

Sere pushed the wheelchair in front of Boluogo and introduced this member to him.

"You have also seen his appearance. I am really afraid of something happening to him, so most of the time, I keep him in the house."

Sere introduced Boluogo, "I heard from Sai Zong that before he became an immortal, the 'Old Immortal' was an accountant and was particularly good at calculations. For this reason, in the deal with the devil, he repeatedly confirmed the terms, fearing that he would be like Scott. , Weier, and Bode, their wishes are distorted."

Serre said with a helpless shrug.

"But obviously, he hasn't played with the devil... very few people can play with those cunning guys."

Boluogo's expression became serious. He was not sure whether the "thing" on the wheelchair was a human being. He only had a human-like outline, and his whole body shrank and collapsed into a ball. His body was rugged, like a mummy.

The eye sockets are deeply sunken, making it difficult to recognize the existence of the eyeballs. The skin is shriveled and hardened like a dead tree, full of cracks. The lips are completely dry, and the gums are directly exposed. The teeth on them have long fallen off. From the deep gaps, From the looks of it, his throat was as fragile as a weathered pipe, ready to break at the slightest touch.

He is like a sculpture that has been eroded by the wind. The slightest vibration will annihilate it into powder.

"The devil granted him immortality, but did not say that he would not age...'Immortal' is hundreds of years old. According to a normal person's body, he would have died of organ failure long ago, but under the devil's blood contract , no matter how his body withers, it will still not die.

That sharp, quick mind is trapped in this body that keeps getting older but cannot die. "

Sere looked at the mummy in the wheelchair and said with shock and fear, "Actually, I feel that he has been dead for a long time. A long time ago, he could respond to the outside world a little, but now he is completely silent... Maybe he wants to do something. reaction, but he can’t do it anymore, after all, he has become like this.”

"These are all the members who are permanently stationed in the Undead Club." Weier said.

"What about Sai Zong? That beagle." Bologg asked, Sere did not explain Sai Zong.

"I don't know, Sai Zong should be considered the oldest guy among us. It seems that he existed when the Immortal Club was established. As for his past and immortality, he has never said anything... In fact, it seems that we have also did not ask."

Sere looked around and muttered.

"You have also seen Sai Zong's appearance. He is the real freak. Sai Zong felt that being a human was not interesting, so he started to play 'role playing'. He pretended to be a dog," Sere asked. He said, "Weier, how long has Sai Zong been like this?"

"Sixty years? Seventy years? I don't know." Weier said.

"That's pretty much it. I couldn't accept it at first, but Sai Zong played the role very captivatingly," Sere said helplessly. "Dogs can't speak human language, so Sai Zong hasn't spoken to us in sixty or seventy years." , barking every day, fortunately we have a tacit understanding before, even if he barks, I can understand his general meaning. "

Boluogo's expression twitched slightly, and Sere's voice became serious the next second, and he asked.

"So you got it? Bologg."

"I... I probably understand the story you're telling me. Devils are a group of indifferent businessmen. They don't do business at a loss. They must have some plot against me, but I don't know it yet."

Boluogo said, he looked around, his eyes swept between Weier and the stone statue, and then looked at the mummy in the wheelchair.

"They will distort our desires. The more we desire something, the more we will lose..."

Those who long for skin have lost their human form; those who pursue freedom are imprisoned in stone statues; those who are greedy for the world are now unable to touch anything; those who are good at calculation can only endure the erosion of time and continue to grow old. Go to decadence.

"Yes, but the most important thing is, Boluogo."

Sere suddenly approached Boluogo. The two faced each other face to face and looked into each other's eyes, as if they were plotting some shocking conspiracy.

“Sometimes, it’s not that you lose something before you gain something.”

Sere pressed Bolog's head and forced him to listen to every syllable carefully, as if this was a secret that should not be told, a secret that should be buried deeply.

"Maybe...maybe we gained something first and lost something."

Sere showed an ugly smile.

"Like the Night King, he gained immortality, but the Villelys lost their future forever."