Surrounded by layers of huts, Bai Mo and the one-eyed old man stood opposite each other, falling into a long silence.
The air was dead silent.
The old man's interest was obviously not high, and his already stooped body became even more stooped. He glanced at the coffin behind him casually, then walked outside the hut, stabbed the bone staff into the ground, and stared coldly at the door in front of the door.
White ink.
"For the sake of the past, I will pretend I haven't seen you this time, but I will definitely not help you. Before I change my mind, you'd better leave the coffin burial ground as soon as possible." He looked coldly and spoke every word.
Dun said.
Bai Mo looked at him without fear, with no intention of moving at all. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "You believe in your own judgment so much and think that I have lost my strength. Now you can give orders to me?"
His tone was calm, but his words were full of contempt.
Of course he knew that these words would not scare the one-eyed old man. You must know that this guy can easily spy on a person's abilities, let alone his status. However, even so, he was still bluffing.
In the eyes of the one-eyed old man, Bai Mo at this moment was just a dead duck with a tough mouth.
"I've never said that. This is just my last advice to you based on my old relationship - but it's you who repeatedly emphasizes this kind of thing. Do you really want to cover up your current embarrassment?"
The old man's expression was gloomy and he said with a look of disgust, "Arrogant, showy, arbitrary and arbitrary... I find that you are really getting more and more annoying."
"I never thought or expected that anyone would like me."
Bai Mo seemed unaware of the old man's words and said indifferently, "You should know that such worthless things have no meaning in my eyes."
The old man had an expected look on his face, spat hard, and said, "I forgot to mention it just now. This is also a very annoying thing about you."
He showed disgust on his face, but he didn't say clearly what it was about Bai Mo that he disliked.
Bai Mo remained silent and stopped talking.
The old man seemed to have something in his heart, and his remaining one eye turned slightly, looking around the gloomy and silent coffin ground, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Get out of here quickly, I don't want to talk nonsense to you anymore." After a while, he said impatiently, "Remember, this will be the last time we two live together peacefully."
The face in front of him became more and more disgusting. If Bai Mo continued to stay, he was afraid that he would really be tempted to kill him.
The old man calmly touched the cane stuck on the ground.
But long before that, Bai Mo had been moving his position quietly, and now he had quietly walked away from the door of the wooden house.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Speaking of 'peaceful coexistence'...do you remember what happened after we last met?"
His tone was a little subtle, and it drifted far away with the night wind——
Half a year ago, when Bai Mo was still in Dongyang City, he was forced to be buried in a coffin, and met Lu Zhan and Xia Yuxi, and together they encountered the one-eyed old man.
I also met that guy named Gu Nian.
Before they left the coffin burial place through the door, Bai Mo had been alone with and confronted the one-eyed old man for a period of time.
The one-eyed old man still remembers the scene of the dancing corpses, and his emotions were extremely complicated.
Even if thousands of years have passed, even if those guys have long since fallen asleep and become corpses, they still retain their original obsession and bow to the guy in front of them -
They didn't know that the man they had placed high hopes on had betrayed them and abandoned the burial ground.
While thinking, the one-eyed old man's thoughts suddenly stopped. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually darkened. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Mo, with a bit of madness in his eyes -
When he recalled the experience after the two met, his mind went blank and he couldn't remember anything.
There is a problem...
"What did you do to me?"
He clenched the bone staff tightly, his voice was terrifyingly cold.
"Huh? It seems you forgot?"
Bai Mo had a slightly surprised expression on his face,
He didn't know if it was true or just pretending. He shook his head and said, "But don't get me wrong. I asked you just because I can't remember what happened."
"Really...you mean you can't remember it either?"
Bai Mo nodded slightly.
The one-eyed old man looked at his expression, as if he was trying to distinguish whether this sentence was true or false, and then said with a ferocious smile, "Interesting, if you didn't do this, then it can't be me who did it myself, right?"
"It's not impossible."
"absurd."
Bai Mo shook his head and said: "If your judgment is so simple, then it seems that letting you guard the burial ground is indeed a wrong decision."
"It's a pity that you have no room to regret it."
The old man did not refute Bai Mo's words, but said calmly, "The place where the coffin is buried is a rotten place, and I have long been prepared to rot with it."
His crotched body, shriveled skin, sparse hair, and body riddled with holes, everything that time has left on this old man seems to prove this point -
He is almost completely rotten.
The ravages of time can destroy too many things. This guy is already too old. If it weren't for the familiar aura on his body, Bai Mo might not be able to connect the old man in front of him with the handsome young man in his memory when they first met.
together.
"Is it rotten..." he murmured to himself.
Of course Bai Mo knew the meaning of "decay", just as the growth of new trees often requires decayed leaves as nutrients. As for whether this tree can really survive the threat of violent storms, it is a completely unknown thing.
Looking up, the sky was pitch black, all the strange creatures were gone, and not a single living thing could be seen anywhere.
He didn't know if he had also become corrupted long ago.
At this moment, the one-eyed old man's light words reached Bai Mo's ears: "For me, choosing to follow you was also a wrong decision."
Bai Mo retracted his thoughts and smiled carelessly.
"Yeah?"
A cold wind blew, followed by a long silence.
There seemed to be a figure flashing past in the distance, but at first glance there was nothing there, only the gray dance floating in the distance.
The two did not continue to communicate.
During the conversation just now, Bai Mo had been moving quietly, and at this moment he had completely left the opened door of the wooden house, completely exposing the coffin behind him.
The old man's one eye turned slightly, his gaze passed in front of him, and then he stared at the coffin in the room.
The coffin was motionless and didn't look abnormal.
However, he held the bone staff tightly and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Unknowingly, the atmosphere at the scene seemed to have quietly changed, and a cold breath was locked on the coffin.
The next second.
A crack as thin as a hair appeared from where the bone staff was. It opened at lightning speed and extended all the way along the ground to where the coffin was.
Viewed from a distance, it seemed as if the old man had wielded an invisible sharp blade, cutting everything on the road crazily, somewhat similar to the unusual movements caused by the scavenger before when he moved at high speed.
If this blow hits, the fragile coffin may be cut in half in an instant.
And this is exactly what happened. As the filament-like cracks passed by, the coffin was neatly divided into two sections and slowly slid down to both sides.
There was nothing inside the coffin, which made the old man's sudden move seem a bit difficult to understand.
However, his remaining single eye suddenly flashed with light, and he looked indifferently at the roof of the hut.
Bai Mo also narrowed his eyes.
It was pitch black there, but you could vaguely see a thin white shadow that was slowly changing -
Paper man!
Different from the paper man who was burned before, this paper man's body is fuller and the expression on his face is richer, as if he is a living person.
Its face was also painted with exaggerated blush, and it had a weird smile. Its body, which was not thick, was tightly attached to the wall. The color of its body changed, gradually becoming consistent with the environment on the roof, becoming almost invisible.
It seems that it thinks it can continue to hide.
The one-eyed old man sneered silently, the dark hole on the crutch lit up with a dim light, and then he tapped the ground twice slowly.
Almost at the same time, the paper man's body suddenly ignited with white flames.
This white flame seemed to have no temperature and would not cause any pain. When the paper man noticed the spread of the flames, one of his feet had been burned to death.
A vivid look of panic instantly appeared on its face, and it fell from the roof to the ground. It slapped its hands wildly, trying to extinguish the flames.
--However, this is undoubtedly in vain.
"Da, da..."
The old man dragged his old body and walked slowly to the paper man, looking down at it.
"Are you happy to hear that you have been hiding in there for so long?"
He stepped hard on the paper man's chest, stamping out the white flames that spread up. The latter's already fragile body sank in an instant, his chest almost shattered, and his expression was extremely painful.
It turns out that in addition to the scavenger, there is also a paper man hidden in the coffin in the hut. Different from the characteristics of the first paper man, it seems to be quite proficient in hiding. Its body is similar to that of a chameleon, hiding in the coffin. As if transparent.
However, this shallow trick obviously couldn't hide from the one-eyed old man's perception. Not to mention the one-eyed old man, even Bai Mo had just noticed something was wrong.
It was a very uncomfortable smell.
Hence the scene where the two of them remained calm, but Bai Mo quietly moved away to make room for the old man to attack.
They had been waiting, and even deliberately gave the paper man a chance, just to see what the other party planned to do. However, unfortunately, the paper man remained motionless and was quite tolerant.
This is a complete tacit understanding, but at this moment it is undoubtedly full of strangeness.
The old man glanced at Bai Mo coldly, and then looked at the paper figure under his feet. As if to vent something, he stepped on it twice, causing it to sink deeply into the ground.
The reason why he kept this paper man was to see what it planned to do, but at this moment he lost his patience and asked directly: "Tell me, who are you and how did you get to this place?"
The paper figure looked painful and extremely human, covering his chest and saying nothing.
The old man narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you are not a simple paper man, but that you have the soul of a living person living in it, or that you are controlled by some kind of deep connection... But the fact is not important. The important thing is... I need you to answer my questions."
After the old man finished speaking, he stopped talking and quietly waited for the paper man's answer.
However, the paper man still had no intention of answering.
"Boom!"
The old man stepped out hard and pushed the paper man's head into the ground. The paper man's head shrank instantly, and the blush on his face melted away, spreading all over his face, as if blood was flowing out of his head.
He stroked the cane indifferently, and the white flame ignited from the paper man's body again, starting from the waist and engulfing its body bit by bit.
When the flames spread to the chest, the panic on the paper man's face reached its extreme, shaking his head crazily as if begging for mercy.
...It seems that this is really a living paper man.
The old man thought to himself, but he had no intention of stopping. He didn't care whether the paper man was dead or alive, he just stared at him indifferently.
"Answer my question and I'll let you live."
The paper man shook his head crazily, but still didn't say a word. He could only watch the flames burning from his chest to his neck, and finally devoured his entire head.
"I like people who are tough-tongued."
The old man quietly looked at the ashes blown away by the wind, held the bone staff in his hand, and said in a cold tone.
Bai Mo, who was not far away, shook his head and said: "This paper man may be useful, but you don't plan to keep him alive?"
In his opinion, this paper man was obviously hidden in the coffin to achieve some ulterior purpose. uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Both the previous bald man and the original paper man were cannon fodder. In order to conceal its existence.
If you think about it this way, the paper man's invasion was obviously premeditated. The other party may have a good understanding of the rules of the coffin burial ground, so he could make such a prepared invasion.
"Since this guy refuses to speak, then he has absolutely no value in existence. Since it is a worthless thing, is there any need to stay?"
After answering indifferently, the old man paused and asked coldly, "And...why haven't you left yet?"
Bai Mo thought for a moment and hesitated: "Is there a possibility... that the reason why this paper man doesn't speak is because it can't speak at all?"
The old man's expression froze and he suddenly fell silent.
"Looking at how scared that guy is, you can use another method to get him to tell you the information you want..."
The old man continued to remain silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"As long as you make good use of it..."
"Enough!"
The old man interrupted Bai Mo's words, took a deep breath, and finally managed to hold back only one sentence.
"Why don't you get out?"
…
Facts have proved that the one-eyed old man is not a brainless guy.
The reason why he dared to kill the paper man without hesitation was because he knew very well that there was more than one alive.
There was something wrong with the leaving scavenger. He had already seen this, so he just let it go.
This is the fish he cares about most, and it is also the final back-up under the cover of all those paper figures.
At this moment, he was following the traces of the scavenger's departure, his expression a little stiff.
"Do you really think I won't kill you?"
Behind him is Bai Mo, who has been stubbornly refusing to leave.
