Chapter 230: The Grave Keeper's Legacy (4)
Comparing the polite and scholarly priesthood in front of him with the man before him in his heart, the tomb keeper couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, the two are not at the same level at all.
It's not that the grave keeper didn't think about the possibility of disguise or something.
However, even if it is a disguise, it can often only change the appearance.
Height and the like are extremely difficult to change.
There is also the aura released by himself, which is absolutely unchangeable, not to mention, the first time the tomb keeper saw this priesthood, he had already scanned it with his spiritual sense, and on this young man, he did not notice the slightest trace of grooming.
All natural.
Just as the grave keeper was looking at the young man of the priesthood, the young man seemed to be aware of the grave keeper's movements, looked up and glanced at it slightly, his face quickly became serious, and one hand was silently placed on his waist.
Although he hadn't gotten up yet, his upper body was already slightly bowed, and he was obviously ready for battle.
This kid is cautious.
Now that the temple is in chaos at dusk, it is normal for this reaction to occur.
This priest is eating, and the tempting aroma is coming from the barbecue in front of the priest, and the strength has reached the realm of the tomb keeper, and the food is no longer necessary.
However, I have never tasted meat for 8,000 years, and for a while, my heart is panicked.
Completely ignoring the young man's actions, he walked up to him with a grin, the man and the woman before, but because he rejected him, he felt that his face was damaged, so he did it, he was not the kind of butcher who killed people when he saw them, and he didn't mean to kill this young man directly, but if this young man didn't know what to do, then don't blame him.
His arrogant behavior seemed to make the young man even more afraid.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body quietly took a step back, and the grave keeper could even see his neck squirming, as if swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
The grave keeper was not at all surprised by this young man's reaction, with this kid's strength, he may not be able to see what level his realm is, but at least he can see that he is definitely not an existence that he can provoke.
Coupled with the fact that the Twilight Temple has almost been reduced to a mass grave, it is normal for this kid to regard himself as a shameless person who wants to kill people and seize treasures.
"Boy, can I eat some of your barbecue, old man, I happen to be hungry." The grave keeper said to the young priest in front of him.
It seems to be seeking, what this young man means.
But he had no intention of waiting for the young man's response, and his dirty right hand had already reached out, grabbed a piece of meat that had been roasted just right, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily.
This barbecue meat is hot in the mouth, tender and juicy, although the taste is a little heavier, but it also has a special taste for the old man who has not eaten meat for 8,000 years.
The young man was dumbfounded, watching the grave keeper gobble up, his mouth open, but in the end nothing came out.
And the young man's reaction was completely seen by the grave keeper, and he sneered in his heart, it was just to eat a little barbecue from you, but fortunately you didn't say no refusal and stopped it, otherwise you would have to roast it on the fire and eat it.
One bite at a time...... It was like a refugee fleeing the famine.
It didn't take long for a roast leg of lamb to be completely stuffed into the stomach of the grave keeper, and even a bottle of good wine placed next to it was poured into the stomach by the old man.
He wasn't worried about this kid being poisoned at all.
After all, this kid was originally going to roast for him to eat, and there was no reason to poison himself.
What's more, what kind of strength is he?
If there was something really unusual about this barbecue, he could quickly detect it.
No way, it's just so confident.
After eating and drinking, the old man casually raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his dirty mouth: "You have been staying here?" ”
Boom!
The young man swallowed again.
"That's right."
The grave keeper nodded in satisfaction: "Then have you ever seen someone walk by this way?" ”
"There's one."
The grave keeper's frowning face raised slightly: "One? Did you read that right? What does that man look like? ”
The young cleric thought for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "I'm sorry, that person seems to be in a hurry, he is running very fast, I can't see what he looks like, I can only see a general outline, tall, burly and majestic, with a very dark complexion. ”
The grave keeper calculated a little in his heart, tall, burly and majestic, with a very dark complexion, wasn't that the man before?
That kid is also vigilant, and he actually knows how to act separately from the woman around him.
Hmph, stupid, think that you can't find them if you separate yourself like this?
"And do you know where he's gone?" The grave keeper asked again.
"...... over there," he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, and the young priest quickly spoke, with the posture of a dead friend and an immortal poor man.
Glancing in the direction of the young man's finger, the place seemed to be the royal palace of the Dusk Dynasty...... The grave keeper's crumpled old face gradually bloomed with a smile that made the scalp tingle.
The royal palace, which was the dwelling place of the Dusk King.
The resentment of the last Dusk King, even after eight thousand years, still haunts the palace.
That kid, don't you want to use the resentment of the last Dusk King to deal with yourself?
Although he is said to be five big and three thick, he is really a cunning guy...... The grave keepers believed more and more in this young priesthood whom they had met for the first time.
He didn't say anything, for the sake of this kid being so knowledgeable, he decided to let this kid go for the time being, but just after walking a few steps, the grave keeper suddenly stopped, and looked at the young man again.
The young man's body suddenly tensed.
This kind of performance made the grave keeper sigh in his heart.
That's it, that's it, although this kid's strength is not very good, and his courage is even more pitiful, but he doesn't look annoying.
The inheritance of the guardian of destiny, this kid may not be able to inherit.
He doesn't have that ability, and he doesn't have that heart.
And for 8,000 years, if you can't find someone to pass on your experience of studying magic in the imperial tomb, even if you end your life in the future and die in the future, you will feel sorry after all.
If you can meet this kid, it can be regarded as fate.
Perhaps, this is the arrangement of fate?
The grave keeper smiled slightly, reached out and took out a dirty, tattered-looking notebook from his arms, shook it casually, and threw it to the young man: "Boy, the old man has been studying magic for ten thousand years. ”
"The magic notes left in a lifetime, if not a hundred, but also eighty."
"However, this is the only one, but it is a collection of the essence of all the magic notes, which contains all my experience of practicing magic, and my own original magic, including even forbidden spells."
"I saw that you were destined today, so I will give it to you."
"You have to study hard, and don't slack off, I think your qualifications are limited, and it is difficult to achieve anything big in this life, but this magic notebook, there is no problem for you to break through to the legendary level."
"In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can find a person with excellent talent for me to pass on my unique magic, and it will not be in vain the fate between you and me today."
This young man, as if he was frightened, didn't seem to expect that a bottle of fine wine and a few slices of barbecued meat could be exchanged for this kind of harvest.
For a moment, I didn't know how to react.
The grave keeper didn't say much, and after throwing the magic notes to the young man, he drifted away, that look, that temperament, and a tattered coarse cloth shirt, interpreting the demeanor of the master to the fullest.
He's going to kill the fox girl and the man.
The superior is the superior.
However, he didn't intend to let go of anyone who dared to refuse his kindness.
What's more, the man also punched him, and his eye sockets are still blue, and it is really difficult to understand the hatred in his heart if he doesn't kill him.
And the young man, after the grave keeper left, raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This kind of fear is not faked.
The breath on the grave keeper was so fucking terrifying, especially at close range, and he even felt that his breathing had completely stagnated during the whole process.
"It's fucking scary......"
The young man muttered, then looked at the magic note in his arms, the expression on his face becoming more and more strange.
He never imagined that this tomb keeper would be willing to hand over to himself the magic notes written by integrating the essence of his more than 10,000 years of hard practice.
There's even a forbidden spell he created in it?
Obediently, this grave keeper can actually create his own magic and create his own forbidden spells?
So how terrifying was his strength in his heyday?
If it weren't for the fact that he had been imprisoned in the imperial tomb for 8,000 years, his strength was exhausted, and his brain was even a little unclear, he was afraid that he would be killed by him in the first photo, how could he possibly hand over this precious magic note to himself?
"He's weird......"
The young man muttered quietly: "I can't bear to poison him!" ”
He couldn't help it, and wanted to worship this grave keeper as his father-in-law.
Chapter 4 is delivered.
(End of chapter)