The Mortal Immortal

Boom!

"It's time to pick up trash!"

Boom!

"It's time to pick up trash!"

A man in shabby clothes, wearing a comically worn steel helmet, walked in a narrow, crowded alley with dense pipes.

As he walked, he struck the gong in his hand.

Suddenly, a piece of debris fell from the narrow antenna above his head, and the steel helmet he wore suddenly emitted a faint spiritual light, blocking the debris.

He used a measured and slightly lazy tone, repeating the same words every time he struck the gong.

Soon, as he shouted, rustling sounds began to come from the densely packed and dilapidated buildings on both sides of the alley.

Soon, a group of people wearing shabby clothes and steel helmets gathered behind him. They carried large baskets neatly, formed two lines consciously, and followed the gong player forward.

The two groups of people walked side by side in the narrow alley, which happened to only be able to accommodate two people side by side.

The alleys are densely packed with various pipes, pungent steam spews out from the pipes from time to time, and debris often falls from the narrow sky above the head.

Every time a piece of debris falls, these people's helmets will release a weak spiritual light to block it, but some people's helmets seem to have been weathered and are not very effective.

Suddenly, one man's helmet failed, and his arm was hit by falling debris. His arm was bloody and bloody for a while.

The man was wailing in pain, and the woman who was accompanying him quickly lifted him up, and walked backwards with difficulty between the two teams, returning the man to the floor where he belonged.

Everyone's expressions remained unchanged when they heard the wailing, as if this kind of thing had become commonplace.

Soon, they walked through the alley and came to a small open space.

The open space exuded a stench, and there was a huge pipe standing on it. Everyone stood in the open space in an orderly manner, staring at the huge pipe above.

Soon, the pipe roared, and the pungent smell wafted out of the pipe first, followed by a large group of dark and mixed garbage sprayed out of the pipe, and soon piled up in the open space.

The garbage was piled as high as two stories high, like a small hillside.

The sticky pile of garbage exuded moist moisture, as if it had just been heated. At this time, people rushed up to inspect the garbage pile carefully, regardless of the stench and heat waves coming from the garbage pile.

"One person has one piece of land, don't grab it!"

"In good order, civilized and courteous!"

The leader kept repeating these two sentences, and everyone stayed calm and just rummaged through the garbage in front of them.

The youngest in the garbage-picking team is a girl who has just turned ten. Her immature hands turn over pieces of hot garbage, and her clear eyes carefully search for all available debris in the garbage pile. She was lucky today. As soon as she opened a piece of garbage, she saw that the dark piece of waste contained a half-grown Thousand Knotweed.

Half of the thousand-knot grass was burned, and half still retained its weak medicinal properties. She happily peeled it off and threw it into the large basket behind her.

Soon, after rummaging carefully, she found another piece of blue-light iron that had been scrapped by refining. She calculated in her mind that by re-refining this piece of blue-light iron, she could recover at least a finger-sized piece of blue-light iron.

At this time, her little face had been burned red by the heat of the garbage dump, and fine beads of sweat began to leak out from the tip of her nose and forehead.

Everyone was as motivated as the little girl, as if this smelly garbage dump was a treasure.

However, suddenly, a strange force surged out. They suddenly felt that their bodies were much lighter, and the tightly packed garbage pile began to loosen. Immediately afterwards, a blue light emerged from the garbage pile, and the little girl felt like the world was spinning, as if everything around her began to distort.

"What's going on here?"

"Feeling dizzy? I can't stand!"

The crowd of people picking up garbage was in a commotion, and the leader of the group also looked frightened. He wanted to take a few steps back, but he immediately fell down due to the turbulent and shaking space around him.

call!

This strange feeling went away as quickly as it came. The blue light in the garbage dump suddenly disappeared, and the distorted world returned to normal.

Everyone was a little confused, but they didn't know who shouted.

"The blue light comes from the garbage..."

Everyone was immediately alerted by this sentence.

There is a great treasure!

Immediately, the team of garbage pickers started to go crazy. They were digging at the garbage pile with joy. The little girl didn't know what was going on. But when she saw her parents rummaging through the trash heap, she immediately joined the competition.

Her little hands were burned red, and big beads of sweat stuck to her hair on her temples. As she searched tirelessly, she suddenly touched a soft and cold object. The little girl was shocked. How could there be such a cold thing in this hot garbage pile?

She quickly continued to flip through it, and suddenly, in the darkness, she saw a person's hand.

"ah!"

The little girl was frightened and fell into the garbage.

"Jiajia, what's wrong?"

Two slightly older couples hurriedly came over and helped up the pale little girl.

The little girl pointed to the garbage pile and said, "Dad, Mom, there is someone here!"

manpower! !

The elderly couple looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Could it be the legendary Yuanshou Fruit?

The couple rushed over and ran hard for a while when the wife yelled.

"Oh, he is really a human being!"

Boom!

Hearing this shout, the leader immediately ran over, beating the gong, and other garbage collectors also came over curiously. I saw an arm stretched out from the garbage heap. The leader was startled and looked at the pipe in the air, wondering: "How could there be a person in it?"

"Come on! Let's dig this person out together!"

Hearing the call, everyone rushed forward. With strength in numbers, they quickly dug open the garbage heap and pulled out a ragged man from the garbage heap.

The man looked very young, and under his torn clothes was a body with great strength and beauty.

A woman was curious and couldn't help wanting to touch the man's full chest muscles. As a result, she could feel a strong heartbeat as soon as she touched his chest.

"Oh my God! This man is still alive!"

Hearing this, the leader of the garbage collection team ran over, and he looked at the man alertly with his rat eyes.

Suddenly, under the man, he saw a shiny object. He reached out and took it out. It was an exquisite mirror.

He only took a glance and knew that the mirror was worth a lot of money. So he quietly put the mirror into his arms, stood up and coughed, saying: "Don't look at it, is it more important to watch the fun or to pick up the trash! Hurry up and get to work!"

"What about this man?"

"What should we do?"

The leader said: "How do I know? I am only responsible for picking up the trash. Just throw it aside."

The little girl looked at the man and felt a little sorry for him. She said: "But he doesn't have a helmet. If he stays on the street, he will be killed by the debris sooner or later."

The leader spread his hands: "That's not my business. It's not my business. I'm already busy helping you pick up the trash." Then he covered his nose and left the garbage dump.

The little girl's parents came over and said: "Hey, it's pitiful that he fell into this garbage dump. Jiajia, you don't have to pick up the trash today. Your brother's room is just empty. You carry this boy back. He is not protected outside. Sooner or later he will be killed by the debris! How pitiful!"