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"Are you afraid of death?"

A middle-aged man starts a new topic.

"Not afraid."

Ji Mo shook his head, he is really not afraid, he has seen the dead person not once or twice, what is there to be afraid of?

Many times, the dead are quiet, and only the living are scary, because they are alive, alive, and never predictable.

"Little brat, you've never seen a dead person before, so just say you're not afraid!"

The middle-aged man didn't believe it, and his tone was contemptuous and suspicious, and he looked at him with a feeling of "this kid's big talk is really bad".

"Which family has never died, I have seen it."

Ji Mo emphasized that this is not false. After reincarnation in this world, he has seen dead people. The first dead person was the mother who gave birth to him.

That young girl's face was clearly still childish, but she fell ill because she gave birth early and couldn't get good care. Later, what that scumbag father did made her continue to lose blood. Before Ji Mo, she was She was the one who beat and abused, and she used all her strength to protect her child, and after letting Ji Mo survive the age of powerlessness where he was most likely to die, she couldn't survive it herself.

Fortunately, at that time Ji Mo was able to speak a few words, and he was able to move around. He no longer looked so useless. At least when he was beaten, he could hide in a corner, which would be better.

"Who have you met?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"My mother."

Ji Mo replied, speaking hurriedly, with a gnashing of teeth in his voice. If he hadn't succeeded in the way out he had planned this time, I'm afraid he would let himself lose his father again, and he wouldn't lose his whole family if he couldn't. I don't care, anyway, except for that scumbag father, the stepmother doesn't treat him very well.

For a real child, it may be difficult to grow up without relatives, but for Ji Mo, he may grow better without relatives. Yes, it doesn't matter, as he grows up, walks out of the courtyard wall, and comes into contact with more things, it can also make the wicked person die more happily.

If he meets a kind person, it will be better naturally, everyone will live in peace, and when he grows up, he will have his own future without hindering others.

But these seem useless now.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, and patted his forehead, he didn't expect Ji Mo's background, the young man who sent Ji Mo raised his mouth, but he didn't care, then remembered, "Why aren't you afraid? "

"If you die, you can't move anything. What's so scary?"

Ji Mo asked back.

To understand this matter from a child's perspective, excluding those superstitious, terrifying and supernatural factors, this matter is originally that simple.

Human death is like a dead leaf, which rots when it enters the ground. What is there to be afraid of?

"Are you really not afraid?" The middle-aged man seemed to be in disbelief and kept asking.

"Not afraid."

Ji Mo shook his head, is there any real or fake in this, are you afraid, is it something that can be disguised?

"Okay, then do you dare to go to the cemetery at night?"

The middle-aged man smiled, that smile was a bit bad, and even the black birthmark on his face seemed to be moved directly to bring down a storm, and he always felt a little malicious.

"What are you doing at the cemetery?"

Ji Mo pretended to be ignorant, but he was thinking in his heart, the tomb guard, could it be that he didn't sleep every night and just watched from the edge of the cemetery, feeling similar to the gatekeeper?

Thinking about it this way, I feel that this skill is really not so great at all!

Janitor, can't anyone do that?

When I think of the gatekeeper, I seem to have an image of an old man in my mind. With squinted eyes, I can’t see who is coming in. The big tea mug is at hand, drinking tea, reading newspapers and basking in the sun. This is all the gatekeepers do. content.

Entry and exit registration, oh, who cares about the notebook on the table?

"Go to the cemetery to see the dead!" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid? Dare you go?"

"dare."

Ji Mo responded directly, there was no way he would miss this opportunity.

"Okay, then go to bed in the afternoon, and I'll take you to see it tonight!"

The middle-aged man was very decisive, and when he said this, he patted Ji Mo's head gently, as if he wanted to accept him.

[Main task: Gravekeeper. 】

[Current progress: Ge Shan (Master) - not completed. 】

The feedback from the system is the most authentic, and it is clear that there is no intention of accepting apprentices, so, is this a test before accepting apprentices?

Ji Mo didn't refute, and complied obediently. In the afternoon, he fell asleep again. His work and rest schedule was a bit messy, so he could sleep well now. When he was woken up, it was already dark. I don't know how many days it was in the middle of the night, but it felt cool when I opened the door.

The middle-aged man gave Ji Mo one of his old clothes and asked him to put it on. The two of them were much smaller in stature. Once Ji Mo wore it, he became like a long robe. The straw rope was tied outside the clothes, and the cold wind I can't blow it in. The only downside is that the clothes smell. I don't know where they were piled up before, and they have a musty smell.

Without fussing so much, Ji Mo went out with the middle-aged man.

"Follow me closely, if you lose it, you will be picked up by wild dogs."

"Ah."

Ji Mo responded, he cared more about his own life than a middle-aged man, what should he do if he really died before the mission was completed?

The wind is a bit strong tonight, and the lantern is swaying slowly, illuminating a small piece of light. Ji Mo has been malnourished since he was a child, and he can't see things clearly in the dark. He is pulling a small piece of the middle-aged man's clothes, He followed with a deep foot and a shallow foot, his script was a little limp, and his walking posture was also wobbly, as if it matched the frequency of the shaking of the lantern. At first glance, there was a bit of harmony.

The middle-aged man may be concerned that there is a small tail behind him, so his walking pace has slowed down a bit, taking small steps and walking leisurely. Take a look at your surroundings.

When this cemetery was sent here by the young man, he took a look at it from a distance. The arrangement was not very neat. There were three or five graves scattered here and there, and even the tombstones looked like branches inserted randomly on the ground. , growing wildly, not to mention the queue at all.

Walking and watching along the route of the middle-aged man is another kind of experience. It seems that this arrangement also has its own inherent order.

He couldn't see clearly at night, and Ji Mo didn't understand the order for a while, but he also knew that this "chaos" was not really "chaos".

The wind was so strong that it would fill your stomach with just opening your mouth. Without saying a word, the middle-aged man led Ji Mo forward. After walking a small half circle, he looked at a few tombstones at close range, but he didn't see any dead people.

There are indeed wild dogs.

The cold light from a distance was a bit green, like the eyes of a hungry wolf. I don't know whether it is a dog or a wolf. Anyway, the pair of them are a little bit trembling.

"I have said many times not to let you be lazy, some people just want to save trouble, and some people just throw it here without knowing where it came from. I really think it is a mass grave!"

When the middle-aged man stopped, Ji Mo hadn't realized it yet, and walked forward with inertia. He didn't realize until he kicked the middle-aged man's heel, but the other party had already stopped.

"Come on, have a look, this is a dead person, don't you be afraid!"

The middle-aged man's lantern moved to a place, and Ji Mo's sight also moved there. Sure enough, he could see a protruding object lying there, which seemed to be wrapped in something. It's not like lying down seriously.

The black light is blind, and when he encountered such a dead-looking existence, his heart was really tense. Ji Mo calmed down and took two steps forward. This time, he could see more accurately, but he still couldn't see clearly due to the lack of light. Specifically, at this time, I discovered the benefits of night blindness again - if you can't see clearly, you won't be afraid.

"Not afraid."

As Ji Mo said, he shivered, and he assured that he was cold, not afraid.

The middle-aged man snorted softly, not believing it, but he didn't really let a child go up to look at his face. The other hand poked out from the coir raincoat, and there was a stick in his hand, and the long stick was pointing at it. The corpse poked, as if judging something, and then said: "It was pulled out by wild dogs, and it was secretly buried here today."

Now that the wind is calmer, the middle-aged man is also willing to say a few more words, ahem, a few more curses, "Shameless thing, secretly burying people in broad daylight, not afraid of offending the ancestors, it's all A group of poor ghosts, what good burials do you need, just throw them in the mass graves, what are you stealing here!"

He scolded very badly, but it was not particularly vulgar.

Ji Mo couldn't get used to hearing it, so he moved his feet. In the middle of the night, cursing people in the tomb, and scolding the dead, even if he wasn't afraid, wouldn't it be a little bad?

Subconsciously, he coughed twice, and the middle-aged man was shocked, "Who?"

"I, I coughed."

Ji Mo hurriedly responded, this kind of place, this kind of atmosphere, must be intimidating to others, but is his own coughing so weird?

"What are you coughing, you have to know how to shut up here!"

The middle-aged man held a lamp in one hand and a stick in the other. He had no hands to clean up Ji Mo, so he kicked him on the buttocks.

"Ah."

Ji Mo made a nasal sound, not mentioning the middle-aged man, who was scolding happily just now.

Asking yourself and asking others are clearly two standards.

Ji Mo didn't ask the dead man what to do, he was curious in his heart, but the middle-aged man didn't say anything, so he didn't ask, watching him walk away with a long stick, obviously he didn't want to touch the dead man because of the soles of his shoes of.

Ji Mo also followed his example and made a detour.

Walking down this circle, the amount of exercise was not small. When he arrived in the yard, Ji Mo felt that his legs were shaking, and he had walked too much.

The middle-aged man was okay, but he also sighed, changed his clothes and went to sleep, and let Ji Mo go to sleep, without saying a word.

This is the end?That's it, that's it?Is this what the cemetery keeper does?Before Ji Mo fell asleep, he still thought that this was too simple, and it was over after a round of inspection at night?