The footsteps were very light, as if the walker was deliberately lowering his steps.
In this strange darkness, the light of a strong flashlight cannot shine too far. The gray mist in the distance gradually reveals a rickety figure——
That was a rickety old man.
He has only one eye, is very thin, has sparse hair, and his waist is bent sharply, as if he is carrying something heavy. He is wearing a thick green military coat and is walking with a white cane in his right hand.
He was shivering, as if enduring the unspeakable cold.
The crutches are connected one by one, as if they were carved from the spinal bones and polished extremely finely, but they are covered with dense holes, making it very uncomfortable to look at.
The old man walked towards the direction of Bai Mo and the two of them, but he didn't seem to notice the two of them. He tilted his neck and kept staring at the ground with his one muddy eye, as if he was looking for something.
The other party did not exude any dangerous aura, but Lu Zhan was still secretly vigilant.
How could there be anyone in a place like this...
Or should I say...is this guy human?
Compared to Lu Zhan, Bai Mo didn't have too many worries. His mind was always in chaos when he fell asleep before. This was the first time he had such a clear dream, and it felt very fresh.
Not only that, he even felt a sense of freedom, as if he had briefly escaped some kind of bondage.
So, under Lu Zhan's stunned eyes, he ran straight to the old man and looked at the white crutch with curiosity.
The old man stopped and raised his head slightly. There was no expression on his wrinkled face. His one cloudy eye stared at Bai Mo without saying a word.
Seeing this, Lu Zhan's heart tightened and he didn't care to continue watching. He quickly pulled Bai Mo aside and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
While speaking, he always paid attention to the old man's movements, fearing that he would suddenly take action.
But the other party showed no reaction, not even blinking. If his body hadn't been trembling slightly, he would have even thought that the other party was a corpse.
"Don't you think this cane is interesting?"
Bai Mo looked at the crutch in the old man's hand with interest and said hesitantly, "It feels a bit familiar..."
It’s so interesting! It’ll be even more interesting when it hits you!
Lu Zhan felt bitter in his heart. If it were someone else seeking death like this, he would just look on coldly, but the problem is that this guy is a tombkeeper, an S-level taboo sequence!
He was really afraid that this guy would suddenly realize something was wrong, which would lead to some unpredictable consequences.
However, complaints are complaints, and he was still keenly aware of what Bai Mo just said...
"You said you felt familiar with this cane?"
"Hmm." Bai Mo thought, "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it."
Lu Zhan was a little speechless. He basically didn't say this, but he still secretly remembered it.
At this moment, he suddenly thought: "There are many coffins in this place. Isn't it also a cemetery?"
He knew that Bai Mo lived in a cemetery, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to visit it in the future.
Bai Mo was stunned and looked around: "Are there many coffins here?"
"Yes, in those rooms, there is a red coffin in each room."
Hearing this, Bai Mo's first reaction was not shock, but joy. He suddenly looked at the rickety old man, his eyes lit up and he said: "So, this old man is also a tombkeeper?"
Before Lu Zhan could speak, he heard his own analysis, "He is the tomb keeper, and I am also the tomb keeper. If you put it this way...then the crutch in his hand is not left to me.
Inheritance?”
What a divine inheritance!
The corner of Lu Zhan's mouth twitched and he forced a smile and said: "This is a walking stick, not a dog-beating stick. Besides, you two are not the leaders of the Beggar Clan..."
"But this is my dream!"
Bai Mo said confidently, and then touched the crutch in the old man's hand.
"Be moral even in your dreams!"
Lu Zhan quickly held down his hand, but saw that the latter's expression was a little strange at this time, and his eyes were cold and cold.
The state of the gravekeeper is wrong!
His heart tightened, and the next second he saw Bai Mo turning his head and looking at him doubtfully, the coldness in his eyes disappearing, everything just now seemed to be just an illusion.
"What?" Bai Mo asked strangely.
Lu Zhan was about to answer when he suddenly heard an old and weak voice in front of him, which seemed to be an emotionless sigh.
"I haven't seen a living person in this place for a long time..."
The old man who had been indifferent spoke!
Lu Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and his muscles tensed up, ready to take action at any moment.
The old man seemed to have just come back to his senses. He looked at Lu Zhan, tightened his military coat tightly, and then said in a calm tone: "I don't like the smell on your body, it makes me feel cold.
."
Lu Zhan's scalp was numb.
What does this mean? This guy saw my ability at a glance?
How is that possible!
"Have you not seen a living person in a long time?"
At this moment, Bai Mo's doubtful voice sounded, and he asked without any fear, "Why?"
"Why?" The old man looked at Bai Mo, looked at him carefully with his one eye, and said slowly, "Of course because... all the people who come here are dead."
The air was silent for a while, and suddenly there was a sense of tension.
The old man's words were like a death announcement. Just as he was about to raise the crutch in his hand, he saw Bai Mo in front of him suddenly laughing.
"Is it a place that only the dead can go to? I really had a strange dream..."
Bai Mo's expression was very strange. He was clearly not smiling, but laughter came out of his mouth.
Lu Zhan's heart sank. Perhaps it was because the surrounding environment was too bizarre, and it had exceeded the limit of Bai Mo's self-deception. His state was obviously not right, and some of the prefaces and follow-up words did not match.
There was clearly a burst of darkness all around, but the shadow under Bai Mo was particularly clear. His neck twisted slightly, as if he raised his head and stared straight at the old man.
After a while, the old man looked away from the ground and said calmly: "Yes, this dream is not only strange, but also very long."
The atmosphere seemed to become harmonious instantly.
Bai Mo was silent for a moment and asked curiously: "Are you also a tombkeeper?"
"No." The old man shook his head slightly, "I am the person in the tomb."
"The man in the tomb?"
"It's the person who climbed out of the coffin."
Bai Mo thought thoughtfully: "Where did that stick in your hand come from?"
"This?"
The old man raised the white crutch in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally did not wave it towards Bai Mo, and replied, "I picked it up."
"Where did you pick it up?"
"This place is so big, even dead people will be easily discarded and forgotten, let alone dead objects? It's just a stick, who can remember clearly..."
As he spoke, the old man took trembling steps, as if he wanted to pass the two of them and leave.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground again, not knowing what he was looking for.
Seeing that the old man seemed quite easy to talk to, Lu Zhan couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"
The next second, a chill rose from his tailbone and went straight to Tianling Gai.
Suddenly there was a touch of white in front of my eyes.
At some point, the old man had pointed the white cane at his head. The end was less than half a centimeter away from his right eye, and it could pierce his eyeball with just a little force.
"I'm looking for eyes."
The old man's left eye exuded a faint light and he said coldly.
Come on, why is this old guy still treating you differently! This is not how you talk to Bai Mo!
Lu Zhan cursed secretly in his heart, but he understood one thing - this old guy who looked so weak was probably quite difficult to deal with.
Under Bai Mo's gaze, the old man slowly put down his crutches and walked away without even looking at Lu Zhan.
Suddenly, Bai Mo said with great interest: "It's so big here, where are you going to find eyes?"
"No matter where I am, my eyes are my eyes after all, and I can feel it."
The old man whispered, "Besides, I am already very familiar with this place. I will eventually find it..."
Lu Zhan's heart moved, and he was afraid that the old guy would attack him again, so he got closer to Bai Mo and asked bravely: "Since you are familiar with this place, can you find someone?"
"Looking for someone?" the old man said coldly, "if there are dead people, they are everywhere here."
"No, I'm talking about living people."
"Oh?" When the old man heard this, he seemed to be interested. He glanced at Bai Mo calmly, then nodded and said, "If you can find a living person... of course."
