Song Yueying stood stunned on the spot, her mouth slightly open, and she watched in astonishment at what was happening in front of her.

Song Yueying was puzzled by any previous actions of this strange person, but at least it was within her acceptable range.

But now the scene in front of her was really beyond her cognition, and she could never have imagined that this person would do such a thing to her.

Although she couldn't understand this man's strange rituals, she at least knew that no matter what country or region, kneeling was a supreme awe courtesy, and it was impossible to get this kind of courtesy without extreme reverence.

Besides, this person has kidnapped himself! Why did you kneel down to yourself like this?

This is a bit too misplaced, right?

"You...... Who the hell is it? Or rather, who am I? Song Yueying continued to ask the man.

After asking, I remembered that the other party couldn't speak, and I couldn't get an answer from his mouth.

The two of them confronted each other like this for more than ten minutes, and Song Yueying kept thinking about where to find a breakthrough.

The strange behavior of an eccentric person is enough to make her doubt her own background!

Suddenly, a few drops of water dripped on Song Yueying's face, and then more and more, the moon disappeared into the clouds, and it actually rained lightly in the sky.

The raincoat man immediately got up, then took off his raincoat and respectfully handed it to Song Yueying with both hands.

"If it's not dirty, put it on!" The man actually spoke.

"Can you speak?" Song Yueying was speechless.

Obviously can speak, but he makes things so complicated, and Bai has been entangled for so long.

Soon, the rain became heavier and heavier, and in an instant it became a heavy rain.

Song Yueying couldn't wear it now, she didn't want to be drenched in the rain on her head, so she immediately took the raincoat and put it on herself.

"Can you put your head up?" Song Yueying said to the man in the raincoat in a commanding tone.

The raincoat man's raincoat was taken off to Song Yueying, and his entire face was exposed, leaving only his hair covered.

Song Yueying simply stretched out her jade hand to support his chin, wanting to lift his face.

The man in the raincoat still wanted to resist, but Song Yueying said domineeringly: "I ordered you to raise your head, does it work?" Are you going to resist my orders? ”

After speaking, waiting for the raincoat man's reaction, sure enough, the raincoat man stopped resisting this time and slowly raised his head.

This is a young man, his skin is very white, or his face is very pale, there is no blood, if Song Yueying has seen the incense corpse, then she should feel familiar.

However, this man's face is not as hideous and terrifying as the fragrant corpse, on the contrary, in addition to his expressionless face, his face is still handsome enough, with a kind of toughness and a sense of elegance, although it also has a compelling solemnity.

The most striking thing is that at the corner of one of his eyes, there is a striking cross scar, as if he was injured by a sharp weapon, adding a bit of hideous past to him.

"What shall I call you?" Song Yueying said to the man in the raincoat.

In fact, the man in the raincoat is the tomb man, that is, the personal guard of Qin Junxuan, the mysterious grave keeper that Qin Junxuan and Guihai Evil Lai met on the Pacific Island.

"I don't have a name!" The tomb man replied to Song Yueying.

The name Tomb Man was given to him by Qin Junxuan, and he has been repaying him in the way of loyalty to Qin Junxuan.

However, the tomb man didn't really regard Qin Junxuan as his master!

He is always looking for his true master!

"Alas! You are pathetic too! In fact, I'm the same, Song Yueying is not my name, I don't know what my name is, and I'm also a person without a name! Song Yueying sighed lightly, and for a moment she actually felt sympathy for the tomb.

"Tell me, do you know anything about my past?" Song Yueying asked the grave man again.

The graveman then took out something that was a pendant, and inside the pendant was a picture of a woman.

Song Yueying saw that this woman looked very similar to her, and at first glance she was a person who was related to her.

To say that it doesn't matter, but it seems particularly far-fetched, is it just so coincidental that there is such a woman who looks like him?

Song Yueying believes that there is a special feeling in this world, and she is now encountering this special feeling.

This feeling told her that she must be related to the woman in the photo.

However, whether this woman was her sister, or whether it was her mother, aunt, grandmother, or grandmother, ...... could not be determined at all, and she could only look at the man in front of her with inquiring eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't really know who this person is! But this is my mission, I am responsible for the care of the tombs of this family, I am the grave keeper of this family, for generations, when my father handed over the Zhenlong pen to me, I took over this mission! "The grave is humane.

As he spoke, his hand loosened, and a metal brush fell out of each sleeve.

The pair of metal brushes were about half a meter long, and they were hidden in the sleeves of a pair of arms, which was very hidden.

"Zhenlong Pen?"

Song Yueying was born as a killer and had seen all kinds of strange weapons, and she quickly recognized that this should be a weapon called the judge's pen.

This was the Graveman's weapon, but he rarely used it. Because with his combat effectiveness, he rarely needs to use weapons, and he basically can't meet them.

For example, when dealing with Chu Zongheng before, it was an absolute strength crushing, if the Zhenlong pen was used again, Chu Zongheng would have already died and had no place to be buried.

"Because I look like the woman in your jade pendant, that's why you treat me like that, right?" Song Yueying pointed to the jade pendant of the tomb and asked him.

The graveman nodded.

"Can I think so: I am now your master, and you must not only keep me safe, but also obey all my commands, and do whatever I tell you to do! Well? Song Yueying asked again.

"Yes!" The graveman replied with certainty.

Song Yueying smiled happily, and the joy on her face couldn't be hidden.

She was captured by Song Wushen since she was a child, went through devil training to become an excellent killer, and then continued to be used by Song Wushen.

It can be said that most of her life was in a state of enslavement, until she killed Song Wushen with her own hands, which ended such a career.

However, the shadow of enslavement has taken over her world, and she has never been able to get rid of it.

Countless nights, she was awakened by nightmares!

How could she have thought that she could actually enslave others as she wanted, and she was a rare top master!

At this moment, Song Yueying inexplicably felt extremely funny!

Not only was it fun, but an extreme sense of satisfaction made her almost forget about it in an instant.

"Are you sure? I am your master, you are my ......! Forget it, don't you say you're my slave, at least my servant, right? Song Yueying's beautiful eyes flickered.

"Swear allegiance to the master!" The graveman swore an oath.

"Kind of interesting! Ha ha......! Song Yueying laughed loudly.

The laughter of this woman in the cemetery was inexplicably a little hysterical in the dark night, and she was really excited!