I was surprised: "Didn't you say the cemetery wasn't here?" ”

He said: "The cemetery is not here, but the direction we are going in now is to the cemetery." ”

I was so nervous in my heart, but the cemetery seemed to be a very taboo place for Old Tan Lame, I didn't understand it very well, so I just said, "Anyway, you also said it, there is a sea grave over there, it's nothing, and your father is also there, he will definitely bless you!" ”

Unexpectedly, Old Cripple Tan smiled bitterly and muttered: "You don't know how to go to the cemetery, there are no living people, whoever goes there will die!" ”

I smiled and said, "Although I am not very old, I have seen a lot of things, even if that place is Longtan Tiger's Den, it doesn't necessarily have to die!" ”

Old Tan smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand, the living people can't go to that place!" ”

I said, "What is there in that place, is it guarded by water monsters, or is there a Yaksha?" ”

He shook his head: "Neither." ”

I frowned and said, "What's going on?" ”

A brilliance flashed in the eyes of the old lame man, and he said, "Because that person said that you can't go to that place, and if you go, you will die." ”

I was not convinced, and said, "Who is this man?" What he said was a holy decree? ”

Old Tan lame said: "I'm really not afraid of your jokes, what this person says, we really take it as a holy decree." Because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to come back in the first place. ”

I was also a little curious, and asked him, "What do you think of what you said, he looks like a fairy?" ”

Old Tan said: "No one knows who he is, he just appeared suddenly and then disappeared suddenly." ”

Probably because of Ye Siming's relationship, I had a curiosity about this mysterious person, so I asked more, "Then you were rescued, and you didn't ask him what the situation was?" ”

Old Tan lame said: "Of course we asked, but from the beginning to the end, he said a word. ”

I asked anxiously, "What did he say?" ”

Old Tan lame said: "He said he was looking for someone. ”

The person that Old Cripple Tan said successfully aroused our appetite, and I don't know why, my heart suddenly trembled violently, and a figure appeared in my head.

"Where's his name?" I asked.

Old Tan shook his head and said he didn't know.

"What else did he tell you?" I squinted and continued to ask.

"He never said a word, he suddenly appeared on a ghost ship that broke through the ghost fog, and I only saw the broken ship, and he stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance."

"On his shoulder, there stood a very large red-eyed crow."

In my mind, the grim face became clearer, the figure with the emerald blue flute at his waist, the mysterious man sitting on the edge of the cliff under the moonlight, and the crows flying around him.

"I'm looking for someone, you're a lot like her, but you're not."

"I have long forgotten my own name, but I like the night, and I have the crow as my companion, so you can call me the night crow."

The cold figure echoed in my ears, and even the image of the final melt into the mist, his upright back, and the standing crow on his shoulder.

A strange man who likes the night and is in the company of crows.

"Is that him?"

I whispered.

But it has been twenty or thirty years since the old lame man described it, but the mysterious god-like man he said was the night crow I saw.

Where is he sacred!?