"Hey...... It's rude to try to break into my house without knocking, or do you want to sneak in and steal while I'm drunk? It's a pity that I'm just a poor old man guarding the cemetery, and I don't have any valuable possessions except for this bottle of wine in my hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The voice in the room surprised Lyudmila slightly, and she leaned into Roland's ear and asked, "It's strange...... Isn't the old man who guards the cemetery already missing? ”

"The situation is still unclear, you have to prepare for the worst in advance, pay attention to my signal when you go in, don't hesitate when the time comes, and do as I say immediately......" Roland lowered his voice and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lyudmila's face changed, and she carefully wrote down Roland's advice in case of accidents.

When Roland finished explaining, he stretched out his hand to open the door, and a cold and damp air was blowing in his face, and there was no light in the room, and the simple furniture and beds were all black and smelled of pungent must.

Roland's eyes condensed slightly, and a thin and slender figure could be faintly seen sitting on a chair with his back to the door, still carrying a wine bottle in his hand.

Hearing the movement in the doorway, the man got up and walked slowly, wearing a tattered leather jacket and a stained felt hat with a low brim, casting a shadow over his face.

Judging from his dress and mannerisms, he did look like an old man guarding the cemetery, but when he stood up, Roland realized that this man was extremely tall, and if it were not for a severe hunchback, he was probably more than nine feet tall, which was extremely rare even in Kitland.

At this time, the grave keeper took off his felt hat and looked up at Roland and Lyudmila and smiled: "Since the two of you have come in, let's have two cups together to warm up." ”

Lyudmila stepped forward, and by the light shining in from outside the door, she saw the face of the grave keeper, and suddenly shuddered, and could not help but let out an exclamation.

The grave keeper's pale face seemed to be brushed with a layer of lime, his hair and eyebrows all fell off, his narrow eyes squinted and his pupils could not be seen, his towering cheekbones glowed with two drunken flushes, and he grinned and showed a mouth full of snow-white fangs.

Roland frowned, and said in his heart that this guy's dignity was really terrifying, standing there hunched over like a large ghoul, no wonder Lyudmila was startled.

"Hehe, little girl, don't be afraid, although I am ugly, I am very kind-hearted," the grave keeper drooped his head to make a pitiful look, "Think about it, after many years of staying in this place where there is no sunlight, my skin is almost moldy, how can my complexion be good." ”

Lyudmila felt sympathy when she saw the man's pitiful appearance, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I made a fuss, there are rumors in the city that you are missing, but how can you ......?"

"Hehe, don't listen to the nonsense of those guys outside, I only occasionally drank too much, drunk and slept in the cemetery for a few days before coming back, some people saw my house empty and thought I was missing, and some people claimed that I was dead a long time ago and became a lonely ghost, if I want to say, they are full of nonsense!" The grave keeper shook his head with disdain.

Lyudmila was ashamed of believing the rumors, lowered the "Bow of Silence" in her hand, and then asked him: "We found many plumbers who had turned into zombies on the outskirts of the cemetery, and how did the good Valhalla become a zombie-infested badland, do you know what happened?" ”

"Alas, it's strange to say, the cemetery has not been peaceful recently, and the ghosts that are usually rare to see have also come out to move, I'm afraid there are evil spirits at work." The grave keeper patted his heart, looking scared.

"I heard that Pastor Cord came to remove spirits not long ago, have you seen him?" Lyudmila continued to inquire.

"Pastor Kourd?" The grave keeper rubbed his bare head as if to recall, "At my age, my brain is not working, it seems that a priest in a white robe has come, oh, by the way, he has drunk two glasses of wine with me in my room." ”

"Where did he go after that?"

"Hey, what's this...... Do you really want to know? The grave keeper smiled strangely and shook the wine bottle in his hand, "It's too boring to drink alone, it's rare for a beautiful girl to visit, you accompany me for a drink, and I'll tell you where the priest is." ”

Seeing his grotesque smiling face, Lyudmila couldn't help but feel numb, took a step back and asked Roland in a low voice, "What does this old man mean...... Why don't you talk all the time? ”

Roland sighed, a chill in the depths of his eyes: "What is there to say?" You can't believe a word of his words, and you have to remember that not all undead creatures lack intelligence like zombies, and there are also scheming breeds, such as this old gentleman in front of you. ”

"What do you say? He's undead?! Lyudmila was taken aback.

Roland snorted, and looked at the old man on the opposite side of the grave keeper's gaze became colder and colder: "The real grave keeper was probably killed by you, and Pastor Kod was probably also poisoned by you, what are you doing hiding here in the clothes of a grave keeper?" Who summoned you from the distant spirit realm to this cemetery, stop trying to lie, Mr. Soul Prisoner, that will only be a waste of your time and mine. ”

"Huh? Something is wrong with your eyes...... Constant Truth? The grave keeper suddenly put away his smile, and his pale face became more and more gloomy, "It's funny that you can see through my true face." ”

With a wave of his hand, he threw the bottle out, slamming it into the wall and shattering it on the spot, splattering out of the putrid blood and staining the wall scarlet.

Lyudmila immediately tightened her grip on the bowstring, and the arrow locked onto the opponent's throat.

"Don't panic, sweet little girl, let me answer your question first," the Soul Prisoner grinned, "You want to know where that Cord Reverend has gone?" Keep your eyes open and watch - he's right here! ”

Laugh at! The Soul Prisoner pulled his hands and tore his shirt, his chest was exposed, there was not a trace of flesh from his chest to his abdomen, and all his internal organs were hollowed out, and the two rows of ribs were closed inward, like Bai Sensen's cage, locking the little man more than a foot tall in his chest.

Lyudmila gasped and stared at the little man in the Soul Prisoner's body with horror.

The wretched creature had long since died, its flesh had been eaten by the Soul Prisoner, and its blood had been drunk as a fine wine, and only the soul had been withdrawn, still maintaining its original attire, wearing a white sacrificial robe, and a holy emblem carved with the "Hammer Star" on its chest, which was clearly the Pastor Kord who had been missing for many days.

Priest Kord's soul sensed movement outside, and immediately jumped up and slammed into the soul-trap's ribs in an attempt to escape the cage.

"Hehe, my little darling, don't move...... "The Soul Prisoner touched his chest, smiled kindly and moved gently, but the words he said were creepy, "Do you see the two young people on the other side?" Give your strength and help me capture their souls, and perhaps I will set you free as soon as I am happy. (To be continued.) )