Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 254 The Fisherman and the Man in the Coffin

This is a desolate and strange place.

The soil is black, the sky is black, it is clearly a dark and dead place, but you can barely see things, like the glimmer of light in a horror movie, the last ray of hope given out in despair.

Looking around, there are identical small wooden houses all around, even the missing corners of the wooden doors are exactly the same, densely packed everywhere, without any rules at all, without any reference, if you are in one of them, you may get lost if you don’t pay attention .

The outside of the house is gray, and time seems to be frozen. It seems to be at the critical point of dusk and night. The dark fog looms at the end of the line of sight, expanding and shrinking, turning and rising, as if an existence is breathing extremely rhythmically.

The rotten wooden door fell to one side and shattered at the touch. Half of the door had been turned into sawdust, and was soon swallowed up by dense black spots.

It was an army of ants marching neatly, with a terrifying and weird pattern behind it——

Looking down from a high position, it looks like a weird crying face that keeps changing, with inexplicable malice, and I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be a faint cry in the ant colony It's creepy when it comes out.

The sky was particularly gloomy, and crows the size of basketballs were hovering in the air, as if weaving a large black net, their eyes were deep blood red, their beaks and claws were also red, and they looked down on everything on the ground with cold eyes.

All the strange monsters that only exist in dreams have emerged here one after another.

Weird and weird, it's like a gloomy dream.

"crunch-"

Suddenly, a rotten wooden door was pushed open, and the wooden door fell to the ground without disappointment. The group of ants with grimacing patterns behind them seemed to be very happy, ready to go up and bite, but suddenly stopped in the middle of the walk Footsteps, hurriedly fled in the other direction at a faster speed.

The expression on the crying face behind him changed, and it seemed to be a little frightened.

A pale man stepped out of my room.

Bai Mo looked at the dark sky, twisted his neck, and stretched his muscles and bones, the meaning of his eyes was unclear.

Perhaps it was because too much time had passed, those coffins were even more fragile than he had imagined, and they would break at the touch of a touch, knowing that it saved him a lot of effort.

"There seems to be some strange things in this place..."

He muttered to himself, looking for a direction to move forward at will.

There is no direction for the coffin to be buried, because everything is the same, but Bai Mo is not trying his luck, but has been secretly observing something along the way.

And with his departure, the previously collapsed door of the cabin slowly emerged, reappeared in front of the cabin door, and then slowly closed as if being pushed by an invisible hand.

"crunch-"

The door was closed, everything was back to normal, and all the cabins were back to the same state again, no difference could be seen.

That's probably why they've existed forever.

...But Bai Mo could see the difference.

Although the log cabin will repair itself, in a short period of time, there is a discernible difference between the restored and unrepaired log cabins.

And as long as there are cabins with such differences along the way, it is a feasible path.

The wooden door of the cabin is too fragile, and it will collapse if opened. As long as such a collapsed wooden door can be found, it means that someone has entered and exited the cabin recently.

In the burial ground, ordinary monsters cannot enter and exit the log cabin at will. Although it looks fragile and may collapse at any time, in fact, only the existence of people and former humans has the authority to enter and exit the cabin——

This is an extremely overbearing rule.

Bai Mo was in a state of self-sustainment at the time. Simply put, he was a happy fool. He had limited communication with Lu Zhan and others, so he didn't know if the curse that could drag people into the coffin was still going on.

And if the curse still exists, that is, the mud-covered corpse is still moving, then people will come to the coffin ground one after another.

If so, there will always be a few of these people who can break open the coffin and leave the wooden house, and the door will naturally collapse during opening, leaving traces——

But no matter whether the curse continues or not, these people are not what Bai Mo is looking for.

If ideal, he would of course want to find the corpse that spread the curse, so that he could use it as a nutrient to restore part of his strength, and at the same time strangle it, blocking the way to the burial ground.

The place where the coffin is buried is extremely important, and ordinary people cannot be allowed to come in and out at will, but this kind of thing... I think that guy should have already dealt with it.

What Bai Mo is really looking for is a "scavenger".

There must be scavengers in the burial ground. They are the rare existences in the burial ground that have the authority to enter the cabin. Generally speaking, when the guy falls into a deep sleep, the scavenger will be wandering in the burial ground main existence.

——They are also the key to Bai Mo's recovery of strength.

In fact, it would be easier for Bai Mo to find that guy after recovering his strength, but they have long been at odds, and the last time they met was not very happy.

And about the appearance of the middle door in the coffin last time, Bai Mo always felt a little strange...

In the current situation where I have lost my strength, it is better to be cautious.

Recovering strength, taking a little observation, and leaving the coffin as soon as possible, this is the purpose of Bai Mo's trip.

Adhering to a cautious attitude, Bai Mo walked very carefully along the way.

Although the aura on his body is enough to frighten most existences, some strange things may not be able to accept it. It is rare to see a living person once in this place for thousands of years, and there are countless existences who are interested in him.

Bai Mo will not feel unwilling to be bullied by dogs. The order of everything in the world is determined by strength and value. He is an indifferent person, so naturally he will not feel indifferent to the rules of the world.

Searching for traces of the wooden door all the way, Bai Mo kept walking forward. During this process, he kept hiding his figure to avoid being prying by those giants in the sky.

He could sense that something seemed to be very interested in him——

For example, the crow who had a relationship last time.

Bai Mo remembered very clearly that the last time he woke up in the coffin, he had a brief confrontation with a crow.

It was a crow the size of a basketball, with blood-colored eyes and human eyes.

This kind of crow is not uncommon in burial grounds.

But the key point is that there is a thin transparent line on that guy's back, spreading all the way to the sky, hidden in the mist.

It’s just that the crow was scared away last time, but this time it’s different, it’s very courageous, I don’t know if it’s the one from last time, but there is also a thin transparent line connected to the depths of the fog behind it, As soon as he appeared, he stared at Bai Mo for a long time.

Of course, Bai Mo was not worried about a little crow, but worried about whether there was something difficult behind it, so he looked at him indifferently——

He has never lost in the eye competition.

Sure enough, the crow flew away in a hurry, judging by the fast flapping speed, it seemed to be avoiding something.

Bai Mo's heart sank.

He believed that the look in his eyes must be very powerful, but there was no breath on his body now, and this crow was not just as simple as an ordinary crow, logically speaking, it shouldn't have escaped so quickly.

Could this be some kind of temptation?

Or……

While thinking about it, a sudden change occurred.

Bai Mo could see things in the dark, looking for his reputation, he saw a black object floating back and forth in the soil not far away, like the dorsal fin of a shark, as if there was something swimming wantonly in the soil, searching for prey.

The crow flapped its wings extremely fast, but the shark moved even faster, before it could fly high, a jet-black dorsal fin suddenly appeared in the mud under its feet.

Like the sickle of death.

In the next second, a giant leaped up, biting most of the crow's body, dragging it, and melting into the soil together.

It was a huge black shark.

The thin thread that spread into the gray mist trembled for a moment, as if hesitating whether to "retract the hook", but the person who threw the hook did not choose to do so in the end, and the thin thread quickly broke.

The incident seemed to end with the crow being eaten by the shark, but it wasn't over.

Vaguely, Bai Mo seemed to hear a mocking chuckle.

In the next second, he suddenly felt a chill go down his back, and he rolled on the spot, clinging tightly to the wall of the cabin.

Where he was originally standing, a black dorsal fin suddenly slashed across, cutting the ground severely, and setting off a terrible gust of wind.

The black soil was like sea water, and soon merged again, and the shark melted into the ground and disappeared.

If Baimeng didn't dodge in time, he would be cut in half by this blow just like the land.

"This guy is attacking me?"

Bai Mo clung to the wall, thinking that the incident would end here, but unexpectedly, the shark jumped out of the "water" again and opened its mouth to bite him—

In Bai Mo's view, this is obviously unreasonable.

There are rules of the burial ground in the burial ground, and the log cabin will repair itself; only beings who are now or have been humans can enter and exit the cabin; don’t turn back easily... These are the rules of the burial ground.

Generally speaking, the battles of most creatures tend to avoid affecting the log cabin as much as possible. Although this is not an iron rule, it is a customary rule.

Otherwise, if all creatures were to destroy at will when they went to war, the burial ground would have ceased to exist long ago.

And under such rules, this shark with a simple mind and well-developed limbs dared to go against its instinct and attack itself and the wooden house together...

It can only be said that this guy is on drugs.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky and looked at the retracted thin thread.

That's right, he suspected that the crow just now was not really unable to escape, but deliberately let the shark swallow itself, in order to confuse its mind with poison and make it attack itself——

This is a temptation!
Sure enough, it was enough to deceive the simple-minded guy with his aura. For the guy whose IQ was high enough to learn how to fish, it seemed to see something was wrong.

But right now, when he didn't think so much, this shark's attack was undoubtedly quite fatal to Bai Mo at this moment - he couldn't even dodge it in his state.

In a split second, he made a decision in an instant, and with a sudden force on his back, he slammed into the wall of the cabin.

The cabin looked dilapidated, but the walls were quite solid, but it was still broken under Bai Mo's desperate blow, which made him slide into the cabin successfully.

The back was burning and painful, and the internal organs seemed to be displaced, but Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel thankful that the quality of the wooden house had declined, otherwise he might have to explain it here.

If he died in the hands of such a little shark that couldn't even pronounce its name, Wu Yu would probably die laughing when he found out.

A gust of wind blows.

The huge shark slammed into the cabin, smashing it to pieces, and its huge mouth just hit the black coffin——

As soon as he crashed into the cabin, Bai Mo quickly rolled behind the coffin.

The shark's small white eyes glared fiercely, fixedly staring at Bai Mo, and opened its mouth intending to swallow him together with the coffin.

Available in the next second.

A corner of the coffin was suddenly lifted, and a pale hand stretched out from inside, gently pressing on the shark's teeth.

The shark's movements stopped abruptly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Its body decayed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally drifted away with the wind like smoke and dust.

Pale arms retracted from the coffin, and Bai Mo was unambiguous, helping him to close the coffin lid again, and the seam was tight.

Not long after, the wooden house began to slowly repair.

Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

I am lucky, there is a ruthless character lying in this coffin, if it is a weaker guy, I am afraid that the shark will have a chance to bite him to death before the corpse makes a move.

Just hitting the wall and hurting his back, Bai Mo quickly sat on the ground to regain his strength, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the existence in the coffin in front of him.

But soon, his complexion became serious——

I was actually being targeted by an unknown guy, which meant that the road to find the scavenger would no longer be safe.

What's even more frightening is that the guy who can fish is not the only terrifying existence in the burial ground, maybe there are other guys also staring at him.

Bai Mo had to admit that at this moment, there was still a little anger in his heart about being bullied by dogs.

Time was running out, and it was impossible for him to hide in the cabin and not go out, so he only recovered for a moment, and quickly left the cabin.

It was quite quiet outside, and Bai Mo's face turned cold.

I don't know when, a few strange humanoid creatures have already squatted at the door and waited.

Their eyes, like those of the sharks, are blinding white and seem to be under control.

Bai Mo didn't hesitate, before the monster attacked, his body suddenly retracted.

In the next second, the cabin, which had not been repaired for a long time, was once again horribly damaged.

The elder brother in the coffin was really strong, stretched out that pale arm again, and turned several monsters into fly ash.

"Is this not going to let me go?"

Bai Mo frowned, did the fishing guy realize that his state was not right, so he started to target himself crazily?
While thinking, he slowly closed the coffin lid.

But at this moment, in the coffin, the white arm suddenly stretched out again, grabbing Bai Mo's collar fiercely.

His arms were like ice, and a chill came from Bai Mo's neck.

"How can..."

Bai Mo was surprised, but he didn't even have a chance to react, so he was directly dragged into the coffin.

"Snapped!"

The coffin lid was closed tightly.

The cabin began to restore itself again, and the surroundings were silent, as if no one had ever been there.

(End of this chapter)