Fuman took Shen Fei through the old locust tree road.

In Shen Fei's eyes, there was not only a strong dead air here, but also a screaming wind.

All this shows that the place where the grave keeper lives is extraordinary.

"Fuman, if there is danger later, you can run as soon as possible, I am in a state of nothingness, and they can't hurt me."

Fu Man put the lid on his head, holding the black pot as a shield in one hand and a shovel in the other.

Walking through the narrow old locust tree walkway, the screaming wind still did not stop. Shen Fei raised his eyes and looked around, only to see a restrained cabin, and a wisp of gray smoke rose from the roof.

Behind the wooden house, there was a picture that made Shen Fei frightened, countless intense black flames were burning, wanton with infinite arrogance.

The black gas represents the dead, so the black flame ......

As if hearing footsteps, the door of the wooden house slowly pushed open, making a piercing creaking sound and the screeching of the wind, which was indescribably strange.

This screaming wind is only in the soul state, and in Fuman's eyes, there is only the most ordinary sound of opening the door.

Out of the hut came a thin old man with a hunched back, with a crooked wooden cane in one hand and a shining silver stable lantern in the other.

What impressed Shen Fei the most was his shining eyes, which did not look like the eyes of an ancient man who was about to die, but were sharper than those of a young man.

"Young man, this is not the place you should be."

The grave keeper Fu Man had seen it, and his head poked out from behind the black cauldron and said, "Uncle, this is the new chief of the guard in Tuke County, and I came here to sweep the graves of my parents this time." ”

"It's Sam, let's leave early after sweeping the grave, this is not the place for you to stay."

When Fu Man was talking to the tomb keeper, Shen Fei was looking at the place where the black fire was burning behind the wooden house, and the place where the tomb keeper lived was surrounded by old locust trees, which had not been built all year round, and they all looked quite wanton, showing their teeth and claws. Shen Fei saw a lot of black bird's nests on the old locust tree, and almost every tree had one or two bird's nests.

Combined with Fuman's previous statement that there are ravens in the cemetery, Shen Fei can be sure that these nests are ravens.

The ravens in Tukeshire who fell in the dark night were all here, the vacant corpses in the cemetery, the surging black flames behind the wooden house, and the west, these clues were all linked at this moment, and Shen Fei suddenly became enlightened in an instant.

Shen Fei came back to his senses and stepped forward, staring at the grave keeper: "Have you heard of the night watchman?" ”

There was no change in expression on the grave keeper's face: "If you want to ask the grave keeper, you are asking the right person, the night watchman sorry I haven't heard of it." ”

Shen Fei was waiting for the grave keeper's words, and he didn't expect to get a result as soon as he asked. The grave keeper was not even surprised to see the state of his soul, which was suspicious enough.

"Then may I ask why the bodies of the soldiers in the cemetery are missing? And how many people are buried in the open space behind your wooden house, do you need me to read them out one by one? ”

As soon as Shen Fei's words came out, the tomb keeper's face finally changed, and he was shocked: "Can you see it?" ”

Shen Fei didn't answer, he was now sure that those soldiers were buried in the open space behind the wooden house. Even Shen Fei had reason to believe that these undead were the night watchmen of Tukeshire.

Dead people bring a chill of despair.

Flocks of ravens visit the world in order to extradite these spirits.

Seeing that Shen Fei had discovered the truth, the grave keeper knew that he couldn't hide it and sighed lightly: "That's right, the night watchman is none other than these dead warriors, whose heroic spirits are buried here, standing up in times of danger in Tukeshire, and defending the town in their own way. ”

After determining the identity of the night watchman, Shen Fei not only solved his doubts, but had more questions.

"Fuman, I want to have a good chat with the grave keeper, you wait for me outside, and by the way, make the remaining spider legs into skewers."

Fu Manle responded, as for what the adults and the old man guarding the tomb talked about, this is not something he needs to care about.

Looking at Fuman, who was leaving, the grave keeper suddenly said, "Sam is a good boy, you already know that?" ”

"So, Fukuman's father's true identity isn't a foot trader, right?"

The grave keeper nodded, but did not reveal more details.

"There's something I need to talk to the night watchman about."

The old man did not speak, but walked to the open space behind the hut on crutches.

The ground showed obvious signs of renovation, and as the grave keeper shook the silver stable lantern in his hand, a dark cloud suddenly rolled over the cemetery, obscuring the sunny day.

Whoa!

On the trunk of the old locust tree fell ravens flying from afar, extraditing the arrival of the undead.

The clearing shook slightly, and the coffin rose from the ground, shaking off the soil that covered it. A pale blue glow flew out of the lantern of the stables, and landed in turn in the coffin with the lid open.

Shen Fei had seen dwarves, elves, and even evil dragons, but this was the first time he had seen the undead.

The cloaked deceased stretched out his hand from the coffin, and the rotting flesh and white bones were clearly visible.

In Shen Fei's eyes, the burning black flames gradually converged, the screaming wind disappeared, and the deceased got up from the coffin, his whole body hidden in the wide rough linen robe, and through the hood, he could see two blue ghost fires in his eye sockets.

The last one who came out of the coffin, covered in black armor, covered himself tightly, Shen Fei heard the sound of armor colliding in the Jasmine Hotel, it was from this "general".

Shen Fei now also knew the true identity of this tomb keeper, it turned out that he was the ferryman of the night watch, responsible for using a dark lamp in his hand to drag their souls back to the corpse.

When the "general" walked out, Shen Fei saw that he was holding a bouquet of wildflowers in his other hand, which was the pansy that Fuman had picked before.

In this way, the identity of the leader of the night watch has been clear, and it is Fuman's father - Sean.

The grave keeper has quietly left, he is just a ferryman for the dead, and he can live to be eighty years old because he insists on a truth: it is not his own affairs to take care of it.

"Thank you, Lord Guard, for taking care of my poor child, I don't know what you summoned us, the dead don't exist long in the daytime."

Shen Fei didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point in one sentence: "Why do you patrol Tuke County at night, and disasters keep appearing?" Each time it shows up after you're gone. ”

The two ghostly fires under the armor flickered, and after a pause, Sean said, "There is a force in the cathedral that is hindering the patrol of the night watch. Every extra second in Tuckershire is an ordeal for our souls. ”

"The power of the Light?"

The Bishop wields the power of the Light, a power that is inherently contrary to the dead.

However, Sean shook his head, Shen Fei guessed wrong.

"It's an indescribable dark force, even the dead will be affected, as if there are thousands of Gu worms eating away at the soul, that feeling is even more terrifying than facing the Holy Light!"

From Sean's tone, it could be heard that they had palpitations.

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