Gravekeeper

"I was wrong! Please, spare me!"

"Forgive me! I know where to find it!"

"In the Yongxiang wreath and paper money shop in the East Suburbs crematorium, please, spare my life, spare my life!"

"Ah, don't come over, don't come over..."

Chu Qing calmly watched the faceless ghost appear in front of Gao Hong, and then took off Gao Hong's face...

The faceless ghost has been busy for so long, and it's time to eat something.

After all, the human head lantern had eaten a full meal yesterday.

But...

Chu Qing frowned slightly, and the negative emotions in his mind were affecting his slight judgment.

In his previous life, he had naturally been to Xingcheng, the only large human gathering place in the Central Plains Province that echoed Kyoto.

East Suburbs, crematorium? Funeral home?

Paper Lady is not just weird, she can move. After the weirdness breaks out, there will definitely be a lot of people going to that place at first. Will Paper Lady still be there?

Chu Qing estimated that it was hanging.

However, he had never thought that things would go smoothly. Although he was curious, he knew that it was not a matter of urgency.

At the moment, what should be paid more attention to was another matter.

He looked at the ghost hand in his hand, and the negative consciousness in his mind was slowly calming down.

In the mausoleum, with the Yin position of the gravekeeper, it can be barely suppressed.

Finally, he exhaled a long breath.

The heart, which had not felt the emotion of "tension" for a long time, was also slightly suspended.

Using one's own body to integrate the weirdness is extremely dangerous and terrifying for any level of ghost control!

However, Chu Qing still did not hesitate. He sat in his big coffin, put the black ghost hand in front of him, picked up the bloody kitchen knife in the hand of the pig chef, compared it slightly, and chopped it down with a knife!

It can be seen.

The physical enhancement of the gravekeeper is really outstanding.

Blood was still flowing and the pain was piercing, but compared to the last time, Chu Qing could bear it.

And more importantly, he felt some "tolerance".

The palm that was cut off directly from the wrist did not bleed much. With his current body, if the ghost hand fusion failed, there might be a great possibility to reattach it.

Of course, the mobility is definitely not as flexible as before.

The gravekeeper, sealing life and guarding death, is here.

Although fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, Chu Qing's face was still calm. He threw his extremely calm curled black ghost hand on the ground, and then used the broken wrist to slowly connect it to the previous position.

The cold touch, even the wrist with blood flowing, still couldn't stop it.

Chu Qing looked at the palm.

At this moment, he also felt that the palm seemed to be looking at him.

This ghost hand that had separated from Du Baifan before seemed to be examining whether the second guy who dared to make such a move was worthy of completing symbiosis with it!

After all, before, after it completed symbiosis with Du Baifan, it could be said that it was hungry for nine meals in three days.

But now, it seems that there is no room for it to consider.

Chu Qing felt that his entire arm became extremely cold at this moment, and the entire torso connected to it seemed to be completely frozen and unable to move.

An indescribable connection slowly came from his fingers.

However, Chu Qing knew that the weird fusion and weird resistance were one aspect, and the more important aspect was whether the human body could complete complete fusion and symbiosis with the weird.

If not, there would be very few ghost masters who could survive.

Chu Qing closed his eyes, and he tried his best to shake off the coldness of his torso and arms, and wanted to control this ghost hand.

That right hand!

However, Chu Qing had gradually felt that his body was getting colder and colder.

Previously, it had only spread from the wrist, and gradually moved to the entire arm, and then entered the torso. At this moment, half of his body was completely stiff and could not move.

The veins on Chu Qing's forehead were bulging, and he seemed to be desperately trying to rely on the nerves to connect, control, and manipulate this tricky hand.

However, the coldness still began to spread, and even faintly, it was about to go to his neck and his head.

Once this coldness covered his whole body, then he would be no different from Du Baifan before, and there was only one ending left for him.

That was death!

Chu Qing pursed his lips, and his blood pupil began to appear automatically.

His brain was spinning frantically, and in the field of vision of the blood pupil, he kept patrolling, thinking about the possible way to break the situation.

He suddenly looked at the right hand that he had cut off, and his body moved over.

He used his cold right hand to touch his original palm.

The reason was simple. Chu Qing didn't want to die, but this weird thing didn't want to die either!

Even if it didn't have any wisdom, nothing wanted to disappear in the world for no reason.

This palm was not unwilling to merge with him, but the repulsion between the two sides was extremely great at present. He had to revive this palm and

be able to exert certain abilities to control this repulsion and perfectly merge together.

Facts have proved that Chu Qing's calmness in the face of danger played a crucial role.

At the moment when the two palms touched, the black hand that had never moved seemed to be activated all of a sudden!

The ability rule of the black ghost hand is to touch the palm of a living being.

The so-called 'one hand cannot make a sound'.

And now, such a touch has stimulated this thing.

In the cold, Chu Qing felt that there was some agility at the end of the cold source.

He tentatively hooked his fingers slightly.

Although the movement was very small, the slowly hooking black finger made Chu Qing's heart completely calm down.

The coldness was still spreading, but there was no source.

Under the blessing of the gravekeeper's Yin position, this coldness of death quickly disappeared.

And Chu Qing watched with his own eyes.

During the time when his original palm was in contact with the black ghost hand, it continued to fester and wither, and finally merged into the black ghost hand.

Chu Qing's mind moved.

He slowly raised his right hand.

The palm was still the same as before, completely different from the withered appearance of flesh and blood when it was on Du Baifan's body before.

Slender, smooth, and even pores could not be seen.

The only slightly different thing was the black nails on the five fingers of the whole right hand.

Chu Qing's heart moved.

On the book of life and death, lines of information slowly appeared:

[Chu Qing]

[Grade: Ninth Grade]

[Life span: two months and ten days, life span: none]

[Gravekeeper (Yin position): ...]

[Ghost control (ghost control technique): ...]

[Symbiosis (status): The life span of the person is greatly reduced, and the blood pupil ghost and black trick hand can be fully driven. At the same time, the daily consumption of Yin life span is four times that of ordinary people. ]

[? ? ? (status): unknown. ]

[Promotion requirements: unknown]

[Dear Chu Qing, you defeated the invading guys and protected your tomb. ]

[You have a better understanding of the Yin position gravekeeper. ]

[You are one step closer to the road to greatness! ]

[Your will is stronger than the hell's prison stone! ]

[Your spirit is more unyielding than the head-raising wingless bird! ]

[Your decision is more decisive than the executioner's knife! ]

[Even though I know you're tired of hearing it, I still want to say it again! ]

[It's my greatest honor to serve you! ]

Chu Qing ignored the flattery behind the Book of Life and Death. He felt something in his heart and looked at the stone tablet placed in front of the big coffin.

Blood-red fonts slowly seeped out:

[Mission completed, kill all invaders who dare to invade. ]

[Under the guidance of death, the blood-letter ghost gains forty days of Yin life. ]

[Obtain mission reward: Fusion of the black trickster hand. ]

Looking at the blood-letter ghost's prompt, Chu Qing finally couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing the first extremely happy smile since his rebirth.

This is the weight of fate!

And in the game of fate, he is always the winner!

Because the weight of fate,

Always in his hands!