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Chapter 433 Mass Burial Mound, Dead Sea and Dead Sea

The scavenger took his body out of the city, and had his own special road, which was a small road out of the city. This was also to avoid those passers-by, so there were very few pedestrians here.

Mr. Cao was lying on the mountain of cold corpse, and Leng Xiaobai was the same. Even Kang He was no exception. In order to prevent Leng Xiaobai from being invaded by the coldness of the corpse, Kang He was under him. Even if the road was slightly bumpy, he could not be a little tired.

The scavenger walked in front, holding the reins of the first old horse in his hand, and was still chanting something that he didn't know, but was more like talking nonsense. The three carriages behind him were also walking along the road with one carriage following another. The sound of the horse's hooves was the most obvious. After the sound of the horse's hooves, there was a slight sound of a cow, which was spoken from the mouth of the scavenger in front.

Talking about people and talking about ghosts is the most basic skill of the scavenger. The ghosts who are rated by the year are those who are pulled behind them and sending them away from here. The paper money in their hands and some of the never-changed statements are all with Fang AS. They personally sued and came here to read them, and they also made mistakes to let go of these people they didn't know at all, and the last journey.

Mid-time has passed, and Leng Xiaobai, who choked Ye Feng, had no choice but to endure the stuffy pain in his chest, and he always couldn't stand it. This would only make his wound more painful than you, and it would be a matter that would not be worth the loss. Leng Xiaobai used the evening Feng to calmly look at the moonlight in the sky, appearing and disappearing, as if he was avoiding those who didn't want to know.

In front of the door where he left the city, the scavenger took out a black sign on his hand. It was something he relied on for his survival. If he threw this thing away, the villa-style rewards would be a question whether he could continue to live here.

"Why are there always troubles in this city recently? The princesses are going to get married here? Could it be that they will make things uneasy at this time?"

After watching Chowder pulling out three cars, the guards guarding here said unhappily. He originally thought it was a very good job to come here, but later he realized that it was just a door-guard. Those who were already dead in the city and no one cared about it. The more he thought about it, the more he became, the more unlucky he was. In the end, he no longer had any expressions to the people around him, and even sighed all day long.

"What is bad about saying that? Something happened in the city can only mean that we must have received some benefits recently. People who cannot walk through the main gate always love you and follow the dead door. They all know the rules. The most basic rules cannot be broken. Can we still have less oil and water on hand?"

This gate is called the Death Gate. Unlike the righteous and bright city gate, it is also a gate found according to the thoughts and gossip. Even in the direction of the Bagua, it is also a Death Gate. It is also full of yin energy on weekdays, and only dead people will enter and exit from here.

Both of them closed their mouths, and a man was coming over in an alley in the distance. He looked like he was looking for this location. When he saw a door here, there were two people on both sides of them, both of whom were all outstanding figures, and there was no need to say what he looked like. If he was not a vicious person, how could he be able to suppress those who had not realized that they were dead?

"Fang Yan" took out two pieces of silver from his arms, put them on the two of them, and walked out of the door.

"Don't tell others about what I've been here, you should know the rules."

After leaving the door, Qianmeng Rakshasa said, what are the rules of those who are guarding the Death Gate? One or the door where the Death Gate goes out, the only rule is to control their mouths. If they can't control them, those who break the rules will be taken away from that door, and they will never be able to come back. Their rules are not many, but they are extremely strict. Those who enforce them are usually those who go out here and do not choose to go into the city here.

After leaving the city, the Thousand-Faced Rakshasa followed Fei Cheng clearly and chased after him. A half-person-high bird flew over the black clouds in the sky. On Nian, he could see a man lying on top, looking at the Thousand-Faced Rakshasa who was using light skills on the ground. He was holding stones in his hand, and stones that had been prepared long ago.

Mei and Li Ke were clenched in his hand and threw it out, but kept observing the thousand-faced Rakshasa who was moving forward, especially when he knew that the person he was looking for was Leng Xiaobai.

After walking through a forest, the scavenger finally stopped. It was almost five o'clock, and the sound of the roosters crowing was almost the sound of the roosters crowing. Before the roosters crowed, they could not be the ones who loved to crow. Seeing the sky getting darker and darker and the moon could no longer be seen, the three pits played in the mass grave were each very deep. If it weren't for the fact that there was such a place here, it would be hard to imagine that there would be such a place outside such a prosperous Yangzhou City, a place with a gust of wind, and even a crow would not appear here.

One by one, they threw those people into the pit. Just after the first pit was filled, the scavenger Mei Oh and turned around and began to fill the soil inside. On the carriage behind them, General Manager Cao had woken up. He turned over and jumped from the carriage, and grabbed Leng Xiaobai, who had not yet woken up, from the carriage with his other hand. The remaining Kang He also woke up after Leng Xiaobai left, slowly turned over and walked out of the carriage, and walked towards the woods with his steps.

Just as the three of them disappeared into the woods, the scavenger turned around and looked at the two cars. The lack of three people's work could save a lot of time. It was better to reduce his workload at this time.

"That man seemed to know why we were in the car. Why didn't we leave us in the city? Instead, he wanted to send us out together?"

Kang He was a little confused and reluctantly leaned on me to catch up with General Manager Cao in front. After a few hours of rest, his skills were restored to seven out of ten. It was not a big deal to walk alone on his back.

"You shouldn't know about these things, so don't ask too much. You should take care of yourself first. Your young master still needs your care. I have other things to do. If you don't want to leave your life here, just protect the medicine and think about things that are about your own beauty and relationships."

Manager Cao doesn't like to say too much, but now the only one who can be counted on is still injured. Manager Zhou and the other three have always been beautiful. I think it's people who are in trouble, so self-protection is naturally not a problem. But if they encounter a trap, it's not that easy to say.

"You are really able to take advantage of the opportunity. You can only think of this method when you go out with those dead people. Now that you meet me, don't think about being able to leave here and leave people behind. I can choose to let you go."

The Thousand-faced Rakshasa finally met a few people in the woods. A person suddenly appeared in front of him. Mr. Cao frowned and could get close to him without seeing him at all. At least this person's light skills are not comparable to those of him.
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