I am the tomb keeper

Jiang Zhao simply drew the previous appearance of the village on the paper according to the situation on the other side of the flame, and then marked the changed appearance of the village from the paper.

Jiang Zhao looked at the picture, looking at the comparison of the village before and after, how does it feel like Jiupan in Qimen?

Jiang Zhao didn't ask Mermaid Master and them either. They couldn't tell him many things, so he might as well do it himself.

Jiang Zhao remembered that the mermaid master had told him that there were eight deceitful gods in Qimen, and the deceitful gods had their own attributes.Jiang Zhao decided to look for it.

Divide the whole village into nine squares, and there should be eight deceitful gods in the nine boxes.

The place where Jiang Zhao and the others are sitting is in the grid in the southwest corner. Jiang Zhao wandered around and found a dead white tiger from a family.

The white tiger's body was intact, neither decomposed nor skinned.

Jiang Zhao frowned. He always had a bad feeling. For some reason, when he saw this white tiger, he thought of the big cat.

Jiang Zhao always felt that he was not at ease, so he decided to go back and have a look.Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, what was slightly exposed from the white tiger's paw made him stunned.

What the dead white tiger was holding in its paws were just a few blue fish scales.

The fish scales are very beautiful, even if they are stripped from the fish, they are still dazzling.But the most important thing is the blood on the fish scales.

The scales of the fish seemed to be torn off alive by the white tiger, and there were still pieces of meat at the base of the scales.Blue blood smeared on the flesh.

How can normal fish have blue blood?The only one with blue blood is the mermaid master.

Jiang Zhao hurried back in a panic, and unexpectedly encountered a big blue fish that was bitten and decapitated on the way.

Soon, it will be here soon.Jiang Zhao was sweating from running.

The village is full of twists and turns, and you can see Baihu and the others after passing the corner in front of you.

Jiang Zhao stepped across the corner.

"Brother, brother!" The four-and-a-half-year-old child cried loudly to his brother.But his brother fell to the side covered in blood.

"It's useless to shout, your good-for-nothing brother is dead, he won't come to save you." Four eight or nine-year-old children surrounded the child, "The children in Qin's family have to train every day, why don't you go ? Why are you the only one who can enjoy the blessings freely, and we are exhausted to death every day."

"Qin An, you just need a beating. If you beat you up, you will be honest." Several children of the Qin family rushed up with fists clenched.

"Brother, brother..." Qin An huddled into a ball in fear, closed his eyes and prayed that his brother was okay, that his brother would come to save him.

The children of the Qin family have training every day, and their hands and feet are not weak. After a few strokes, patches of bruises appeared on Qin An's body.

"Brother, brother...it hurts, I hurt..." Qin An cried in a low voice, but did not beg for mercy.

Qin An knew that begging for mercy would only make them fight more happily and harder.He and his brother had been beaten a lot, and he had figured it out.

Today my brother took him up the mountain to collect herbs, but Qin Zheng and the others saw him for some reason.When Qin Zhao was not paying attention, they hit Qin Zhao with a stick on the back of the head.

Although Qin Zhao is two or three years younger than them, he is good at playing Tarot cards. Although only fools can visualize them, it is enough to make those guys cry.

Unexpectedly, this time Qin Zheng made a deadly move.Blood flowed from Qin Zhao's head, soaking the surrounding ground.Qin Zhao only felt that the surroundings were pitch black, and there was a hornet's nest growing in his head, buzzing.Feeling weak all over, I just want to sleep.

But Qin An's crying was still in his ears, and he couldn't sleep yet.Six-year-old Qin Zhao was struggling to compete with the god of death, and suddenly he felt someone touch his wound, but it was so gentle that he woke up instantly.

The body can move, and the head is not dizzy.

Qin Zheng and the others were very confident that they had killed Qin Zhao, so no one was left to watch.By the time they realized it, the god of death rushing out of the Tarot cards had strangled their necks.

"Crack!" Qin Zhao was relieved to hear the crisp sound of bones breaking.

No one can bully his younger brother, he swore that if someone dares to hurt Qin An from today, he will definitely send that person to hell.

Yes, this is his first kill.Jiang Zhao stared at the two children in a daze, supporting each other and passing through his body.

Jiang Zhao killed someone for the first time when he was six years old. Before that, he would endure as much as he could. Children always have kindness in their hearts and don't want to hurt others.

But when Qin Zheng and the others killed him, Qin Zhao, who had died once, died with his kindness.

Jiang Zhao remembers this, but he doesn't remember how he was sober at the time...

Little Qin An helped the seriously injured Qin Zhao back to their dilapidated house to lie down.He wanted to get some water for his brother, but he was too weak to press the well in the yard.Qin Zhao was dizzy and afraid that Qin An would fall into the well and he would not be able to save him in time, so he called him to come in and sleep with him for a while.

Qin An lay down with tears around his eyes, and patches of bruised skin were exposed from his ill-fitting clothes.

Qin Zhao narrowed his eyes and stared at the bruise, he was full of thoughts on how to kill the people who bullied them before.

After all, Qin An was still young, and the day's worry and fear made him fall asleep early.

Qin Zhao was unusually energetic until he heard footsteps.

Footsteps came from outside the door, and they gradually walked to their bedside before stopping.When passing the door in the middle, there was no sound, as if passing through the door.

Qin Zhao wanted to see who it was, but his limbs could not move as if someone was holding him down.

It was Tiantian's hand again, pressing his forehead coldly, Qin Zhao only felt the cold on his forehead and lost consciousness.

And Jiang Zhao, who was standing at the end of the bed and witnessed all this, saw the black figure turn his head and glanced at him.The same black shadow also pressed on Jiang Zhao's head, and Jiang Zhao's eyes fell into darkness.

Is it a dream?It was a childhood dream.

Jiang Zhao saw a man in a fancy dress talking to his childhood self in his dream.

"Who are you?" The dream was so clear that little Qin Zhao couldn't help asking when he looked at the beautiful man in front of him.Yes, a man can only be described as beautiful.

"I'm here to pick you up." The man sat beside him and smiled, "It's hard work, come with me, you don't have to work so hard if you leave with me."

"Are you the god of death?" Qin Zhao looked wary.Walk?where to goGo to hell?

"Yes or no." The man smiled and patted his head. "I once made an agreement with your grandparents, and there is a saying that the debt of the father is repaid by the son. So, now it's up to you to pay for your grandparents."

"Tch, why!" Xiao Qin Zhao waved off the man's hand touching his head, "My brother and I are living in a difficult situation, and if they don't come to help, why do I have to pay their debts? What are you kidding? It's you, you willing?"

"But there is no other choice?" The man couldn't understand why Qin Zhao was unwilling to pay off the debts of his ancestors.

"Hey, you're such an old man, don't you understand that people have to live for themselves? The old people say that people don't die for themselves, don't you know?" Qin Zhao felt that he might have met a fake adult.

"No one... told me." The man was confused. "My younger brother and father only told me that my existence is for the common people."

"Then they must not love you." Qin Zhao said without hesitation, "It is impossible for someone who loves you to let you live for others."

The man shook his head, "My brother is very good to me, although he did some very excessive things in the end."

Xiao Qin Zhao sighed, well, this is another one who was cheated by his relatives.

"What about you? Is there no one else?"

"Yes, there are white tigers and magpies by my side..." The man whispered to Qin Zhao with bright eyes.

"Stop, stop, are these people?" Baihu, sparrow, what are these?

"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on the corner of his mouth froze. "No, my father said that there should be no other people around me, otherwise it would offend the gods and bring disaster to Da You."

"Fart!" Little Qin Zhao was very irritable. "Your father is lying to you. The fate of a dynasty is determined by God. Your dynasty can last for 300 years, but it can't last for [-] years."

"Your father doesn't love you at all. How could he treat his own child like that." Xiao Qin Zhao felt the same way, after all, he also has an unreliable mother there.

"I don't know..." The man was at a loss.

"What about now? Are you still alone now?" Little Qin Zhao felt a little pity for the grown-up. Does he clearly have the same mentality as his younger brother?The psychology of the child’s family “You should get in touch with people outside more. Where is your home? If there is no one, you can come and play with my brother.” Well, the four-and-a-half-year-old child should have a common language with him.

"I can't get out." The man was a little sad.

"why?"

"I'm locked up at home." The man hugged his knees and sighed.

"Well...then I'll go see you." Xiao Qin Zhao thought for a long time before saying, "But not now, my brother is still young, and I can't leave. When I grow up, I will go to you, okay?"

The man was taken aback, looking for him?

"But my house is very scary, and the way to my house is also very difficult, maybe you will die." The man said to Xiao Qin Zhao seriously.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

The man looked at the smiling little Qin Zhao for a while before saying, "You are really different from other children."

"Oh." Xiao Qin Zhao said indifferently, "Maybe they are unlucky without me." The unlucky ones were born in the Qin family, and the unlucky ones didn't have the protection of their parents, so it's not surprising that they matured prematurely.

"Will you really come to me when you grow up?" The man couldn't help asking again before he left.

"Of course." The six-year-old little Qin Zhao said to the main god who didn't know how old he was, "You are as worrying as my brother. Of course I have to find you."

"Well, I will always wait for you." The Lord God just gave up the body of the new generation of gravekeepers.

Jiang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and he left his childhood dream.He saw himself waking up on the bed, and touched his heart.

Before the man left, he left two things that could protect him from going to the man's house safely.

A deck of tarot cards and a key.

The key among them was placed in Qin Zhao's heart by the man.

Jiang Zhao remembered that there was a scar near his heart...