Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 259 [Death Penalty Book]

The gray mist filled the air, and two figures gradually emerged from the darkness, one old and one young, with a distance of about one meter between them. They didn't say a word along the way, making people wonder about the relationship between the two.

The old man was expressionless, his waist seemed to be under some kind of heavy pressure, bent so badly that his head was almost on the ground, trembling all over, as if he was enduring unspeakable cold.

He tilted his neck, his only one eye stared coldly at the ground, turned slightly, and looked indifferently at the pale young man behind him.

"Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The one-eyed old man glanced coldly at Bai Mo who was following behind him, and his tone was extremely cold.

His expression was terribly gloomy, and he clearly decided to let him go because of his nostalgia, but who knew that this guy was completely reckless, following behind him facelessly, challenging his patience repeatedly.

It seems that as early as the first meeting in memory, I have never liked this guy, and now I only hate him.

It has to be said that although this guy's temperament is quite different from before, the annoying core is always the same.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling some past events.

At this moment, he was tracking the problematic scavenger along the traces of the road—although the thing was well-pretentious and didn't look weird, the strange breath in its body could not be hidden from the old man's eyes.

And this is due to his terrifying Taoism - [Death Penalty Book].

Legend has it that the king of Hades has a book of life and death in his hand, and he can determine life and death with a swipe of a pen. The laws of life and death are all contained in a small book, which is scary.

Although the ability of the one-eyed old man is not that exaggerated, to some extent, it is similar to the book of life and death.

Seeing the essence, this is one of the core characteristics of the [Death Penalty Book]. The casual disguise and illusion are useless in front of this characteristic, and it is precisely because of this that the one-eyed old man can easily see the abilities of others—because he can Analyze and judge from the essence of each person.

Deduce the crime from the essence, and then set the corresponding punishment according to the crime. Although the [Death Penalty Book] cannot be as exaggerated as determining life and death, it also has extremely terrifying power of rules.

"Move around and don't talk."

"Don't look back where you are."

"Pass by the house and don't stop."

"Enter the house without knocking."

These are the four rules of the burial place, and the emergence of these four rules is related to the [Death Penalty Book].

Of course, the so-called rules are only for some people, and a few people will not be imprisoned by this kind of thing at all-for example, Bai Mo and the one-eyed old man at this moment obviously have no concerns in this regard.

Thinking about it, they have violated the rules many times, even talking while walking around at this moment.

But nothing happened.

Back to business.

The one-eyed old man deliberately let go of the guy pretending to be a scavenger before, in order to paralyze the other party, and then followed the clues, hiding in the dark to figure out what the other party wanted to do——

The burial place is his home field, and after being free for so long, he doesn't mind playing a game of cat and mouse.

The one-eyed old man's thoughts were basically the same as Bai Mo's. He also believed that these paper figurines probably had a certain understanding of the burial place, and that this invasion was well prepared.

No matter what those guys know about the burial ground, since they are willing to take risks and put in effort, these guys obviously have some kind of unknown purpose.

Facing the old man's threats, Bai Mo seemed to have not heard, and still walked on his own, only saying three words after a while.

"You do not dare."

He wiped the sweat from his brow, looking calm.

Bai Mo is not much better than ordinary people now, so even though the pace of the one-eyed old man is not fast, it still takes a lot of energy for him to keep up.

He knew in his heart that this guy could clearly leave quickly, but he just happened to be stuck at a neither fast nor slow speed, obviously hanging him on purpose.

But he wasn't annoyed, if the other party really ran away in a hurry, there was absolutely no possibility for him to follow, that was just right.

The old man turned his head slightly, turned half of his old face to him, and said with a sneer, "You're already in such a mess, you can't even keep up with me, and you still say I dare not kill you?"

"You won't kill me until you recall what happened that day. At least you will figure it out before you think about how to deal with me." Bai Mo said firmly.

Suddenly, the old man's expression became extremely ugly, and he said in disgust, "Don't act like you know me well, it's disgusting."

He casually cut a blood-eyed crow that flew by in mid-air and tried to spy on it into two pieces, blood rained down, and the aura on his body was extremely violent.

"If you look again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

He stared viciously at a thin thread that quickly recovered in the gray fog in the sky, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the gray fog, and he saw the existence behind him, and the voice seemed to come from the abyss.

In the silence, the gray fog quickly surged twice, as if something had quietly left.

Bai Mo raised his head, looked in the direction of the gray mist, and said calmly: "If you don't like me, you can do it."

The old man let out a cold snort, and it took a while for the violent aura on his body to subside. After a moment of silence, he said, "I admit that I don't want to kill you, but there are other reasons. It doesn't mean that I really can't do anything to you."

"what reason?"

Bai Mo looked at him, although he was asking, but he didn't seem to care much.

"It has nothing to do with you." The old man said coldly, "It's you, I don't know what you did, let alone this half-dead look, you still dare to wander around in the coffin... What do you want to do?"

"You already guessed it, didn't you?" Bai Mo said calmly.

The long time of running around caused big drops of sweat to ooze from his forehead. He adjusted his breathing and still followed closely behind the old man.

Hearing this, the old man's one-eyed light suddenly shot out, and he said with a sneer, "Don't dream, I won't kill you, it's the maximum tolerance, I can't help you mend your tattered body."

"Since you hate me so much, you can kill me now." Bai Mo said again.

"Do you think I dare not?"

The old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and without turning his head, the bone staff in his hand suddenly stabbed backwards, as if eyes had grown from the back of his head, and precisely pierced the bone staff into Bai Mo's body.

"Pfft-"

The bone staff was like a sharp knife, while Bai Mo's body was as fragile as white paper. His whole body was pierced in an instant, and the end of the bone staff emerged from his back, bleeding profusely in an instant.

This blow pierced the right shoulder. Although it was not fatal, the pain it brought was also unbearable.

The old man's expression was cold, and he didn't do anything. The small holes on the bone staff suddenly emitted a dark and deep light, as if breathing out the breath of destruction, which might detonate in Bai Mo's body at any time.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the old man's cold voice echoed in Bai Mo's heart along with the pain: "I can't kill you, but that doesn't mean I can't make you suffer."

Blood dripped continuously from Bai Mo's shoulder, but even though his right hand had lost consciousness, his expression did not change, but his face was a little pale due to weakness, and that calm expression seemed to be that the injured person was not himself at all. .

Without saying a word, he stretched out his left hand to hold the bone staff tightly, and slowly pulled it out, trying to pull it out of the wound.

However, his strength at this moment was naturally unable to match the old man. The latter sneered, held the bone staff and began to twist it clockwise, the movement was gentle, but accompanied by the heart-pounding pain, further expanding Bai Mo's injury.

The black light on the bone rod surged in Bai Mo's wound, and the pain intensified, like an unspeakable torture.

During this process, instead of stopping, the old man suddenly accelerated his speed, letting out an ugly but carefree laugh.

The weak Bai Mo couldn't keep up at all, so he staggered behind, as if he was a clown being dragged away by chains——

Even for an ordinary person, this would be a double torture both mentally and physically, let alone an existence like Bai Mo, the old man thought.

However, Bai Mo didn't think so, and didn't even care about it.

The old man was enjoying the pleasure of revenge, but suddenly he noticed that the bone staff in his hand was trembling slightly.

It's not that Bai Mo is resisting - he doesn't have the strength at all at the moment.

A slight sound came from the bone stick, like a baby crying.

The bone stick was alive, perhaps because it smelled the familiar but unfamiliar smell of blood, it kept trembling, making a trilling sound like a mournful cry.

The old man's expression changed, he lowered his head to stare at the bone stick for a moment, then raised his head to look at Bai Mo's expression——

He is laughing.

"This is……"

I saw that Bai Mo was still holding the bone staff with his left hand, but he didn't seem to have the intention to pull it out. He just let the blood drip to the ground, and the movement of his hand was very light. He just rubbed the bone staff like this, as if to comfort a old friend.

A very shallow smile appeared on his face. Unlike all the previous smiles, this time the smile seemed to come from the heart and was extraordinarily soft, but it only appeared for a moment, and it was fleeting. Not an illusion.

The one-eyed old man was taken aback.

He saw Bai Mo's smile just now, but it was hard to imagine that such a smile would appear on the face of this guy in front of him——

wrong.

Is it really unimaginable, or has time passed so long that I have already forgotten this kind of smile?
He stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Bai Mo with a blank expression on his face.

The palm of the hand exerted force mercilessly, this time turning the bone stick counterclockwise, vigorously stirring Bai Mo's wound.

The bone staff screamed even worse, but he couldn't help himself.

Bai Mo barely stabilized his figure, let out a slight gasp, and his face was as pale as paper.

"How's it going, how's the hospitality this time?" The old man tapped on the bone stick with a mocking tone.

Bai Mo glanced at him: "It's okay."

"It's really hard-talking."

"yes……"

Bai Mo seemed to want to continue talking, but he just coughed violently a few times, and the corners of his mouth were bright red.

"You seem to be close to death."

Looking at the white ink covered in blood, the old man couldn't help but tease.

"But I'm not wrong, you really dare not kill me directly."

The old man frowned.

Bai Mo also stopped talking to slow down the blood flow.

Seeing this, the old man ruthlessly pulled the bone stick out of Bai Mo's body. The latter's body trembled suddenly, and a large amount of blood sprayed out. The strong sense of weakness made Bai Mo almost kneel on the ground.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, but his expression remained as calm as before.

"It's different from you. I keep my word. If I don't kill you this time, I won't kill you. So get out of here quickly, and don't let me see you again."

The old man looked at him silently for a while, and left a sarcasm. After that, he stopped moving and quickened his pace to leave this place.

He's had enough fun, it's time to get down to business.

"Wait." Bai Mo called out to stop him.

The old man didn't stop, and didn't make a sound, he just turned his head and glanced back.

Bai Mo looked at him, and finally didn't speak any more, just watching the old man disappear into the gray mist.

This time he didn't choose to keep up, not because he couldn't keep up—of course, he couldn't keep up either.But the most important point is that now he has successfully achieved his goal.

Although he looks very embarrassed now, his body is actually recovering quietly.

The seeds of power that had been silenced due to the exhaustion of the battle with the God of Destiny have sprouted again at this moment, and are slowly sprouting under the black light——

That guy helped himself after all.

Although the bone stick pierced through Bai Mo's body, the black light quietly repaired his body and restored his strength, which was much stronger and more efficient than using the power of a scavenger to recover.

Of course, the other party didn't seem to want to help him sincerely, and he was only a little bit close to dying.

Bai Mo adjusted his status.

He didn't know whether that guy really wanted to kill him or didn't want to kill him, but he was very sure that the other party absolutely hated him.

He also understands this kind of hatred, but at least this time, the other party's choice is to help himself.

Bai Mo glanced at the sky from the corner of his eyes, then calmly turned his eyes away from the direction of the gray fog, took a long breath, and pretended not to know anything.

"interesting……"

Although it was somewhat different from what he had expected, but since his goal had been achieved, it was time for him to leave here. If not expected, that guy Wuyu would probably wake up too.

As for those paper figures, I believe that guy can handle them well, and he will come back in the future.

Thinking of this, he dragged his heavy body and walked in one direction.

……

"Maybe it's really old, and I even forgot how this thing in my hand came from. Using it to torture that guy, isn't it fulfilling that guy's wish?"

The one-eyed old man laughed at himself, looked at the white bone staff in his hand, and sighed indiscernibly.

Although he kept mocking Bai Mo, he was very aware of how powerful that guy was. Although he didn't know what happened outside, this guy would become so embarrassed, no doubt he was in big trouble.

And the guy who can cause him trouble...

These things should have nothing to do with him, but maybe it's a crime, he suddenly remembered some irrelevant old events.

Otherwise, that decision would not have been made.

Withdrawing his thoughts, the one-eyed old man walked forward silently. His steps were clearly slow, but his speed was astonishingly fast. It didn't take long before he came to the door of a hut.

The hut was unremarkable, no different from other houses, and there was no movement inside.

But he knew very well that the scavenger in question was in the house.

Could it be that he was playing with the dead body in this room?
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not rush in, but waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)