"Tombkeepers? An organization that guards the owner of the tomb?"

"It was true in the past, but not anymore. It turned into an extremely crazy organization, trying to steal the power of the tomb owner, and they succeeded."

"It seems that they are also creating the owner of the tomb."

"But later, for some unknown reason, the Tomb Keeper organization was completely discontinued, but some of the things left behind still exist in this world."

"They are not characters with righteous intentions, because what they did has already destroyed humanity."

"Compared with them, the polling bureau can be called the gravekeeper."

…

Mr. Xu and Mr. Han finished listening to Tang Yuanqing's words.

The two of them felt very heavy.

Another terrible organization has been discovered at the tip of the iceberg.

That is a more terrifying existence than the polling bureau.

It turns out that in ancient times, it was possible to create a tomb owner and even steal the power of the tomb owner.

How crazy these people must be...

However, when Mr. Han thought about it carefully, he frowned and asked, "Yuan Qing, how did you use these coffin nails to find the owner of the tomb?"

Tang Yuanqing said calmly: "I have my own way."

Mr. Xu sneered: "What happens after you find the owner of the tomb? You still want to die and hand over the body. I don't agree."

Tang Yuanqing said in a complicated tone: "After we find it, we may be able to find the source. It can no longer suppress the source, and we need external forces to help it share the burden."

"So you're going to be a pallbearer?"

"There is also the corpse of the boss. The last words left by the boss when he died were to bury him in Fengdu. His great ancestor was buried in Fengdu, so he could barely suppress the supernatural events there."

"You don't care anymore?"

Mr. Xu was very dissatisfied with Tang Yuanqing's idea.

To be precise, the reason for his dissatisfaction was that he had no way to replace Tang Yuanqing and stop Tang Yuanqing.

Mr. Xu and Mr. Han were just strong men who had killed five life-seeking ghosts.

The Death Killer is getting stronger each time.

No one is more qualified to be a funeral companion than Tang Yuanqing.

Tang Yuanqing said calmly: "There is no better way than this. Things that can help Youliang deal with the life-killing ghost will arrive in the afternoon, and you will have to make a hard trip by then."

"I'm tired. I'm going to rest first."

…

at this time.

In some dark corner.

A pair of eyes that have seen everything.

That is exactly the clone of that mysterious man.

He secretly thought: "Tang Yuanqing actually knew the name of the organization and obtained bronze coffin nails. They were made by the forerunners, and their methods have been lost long ago."

"But why did he get the coffin nail?"

"Thirty years ago, when we attacked Anzhou, there were no nails in the coffin..."

"If the coffin nails appear, how can the tomb owner's coffin be sealed?"

"Is it possible that the tomb owner's coffin has been moved?"

The mysterious man suddenly discovered that he did not know as much information as Tang Yuanqing.

He didn't know if there was something wrong with the coffin.

I don’t even know if the reason why the owner of the tomb showed up was because of the coffin issue.

He discovered that he didn't know anything except that Anzhou was one of the nine states and that the tomb owner here was buried by the forerunners who had been guarding the tomb.

It's like being an outsider.

However, the information about the owner of the Jiuzhou Tomb and the records within the tombkeeper organization were all destroyed hundreds of years ago.

These latecomers.

In fact, it was just a matter of discovering some books and items left behind by the Tomb Keeper organization, and then gradually developing it.

Not as scary as the forerunners of the past.

But suddenly.

The man was a little confused: "Tang Yuanqing must have known that I was spying secretly. Why would he tell me? Is he deliberately guiding me? In fact, there are no bronze coffin nails at all."

For a moment, the man realized that he had been tricked by Tang Yuan's liquidation without knowing it.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted.

It will make people uneasy.

…

At this moment.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the Home Inn, the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty was finally freed.

The second time he entered the palace, he was severely beaten.

This time, luckily I didn’t fight from morning till night.

Otherwise, even the ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty would not be able to bear it.

The reason why it can be liberated.

Thanks also to the plastic mannequins.

Yes……

The blackening of plastic mannequins is over.

at this time.

Plastic mannequins replaced the ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty, and Du Gui hung them up and beat them severely.

While fighting.

Du Huihuan sneered: "Damn it, you turned into a black man? Why don't you turn into a black man again and let me see?"

"Why can't it work?"

"Huh? I asked you to pull me, but you didn't."

"You have to make me lose consciousness in pain before you fucking do it."

"Yesterday I asked you to catch the headless ghost, but you didn't catch it. You've been following me for so long, why can't you learn how to order the headless ghost?"

"If you had one-tenth of the cleverness of the headless ghost, how could I kneel down in pain and beg for mercy yesterday?"

After the effect of the blackening potion ends, the plastic model returns to its normal state.

Du Gui punched hard.

No one can bear it.

In just a few strokes, the plastic mannequin fell apart.

Du Gui snorted coldly, looked at the many ghost employees, and said, "Did you see it? This is the fate of the rebels. If any of you dare to be the rebels, you will be the next one to be beaten."

"Did you hear everything?"

The ghost employees nodded wildly.

Du Gui sneered and said: "It's stupid. If it were a headless ghost, it would not nod and bow at all, because it must know that showing loyalty is useless."

"Oh, it's better to be a headless ghost."

God knows.

Boss Du was stunned by the headless ghost.

Even if there are more and more ghost employees, the headless ghost will always be his favorite.

Who can compare to the headless ghost?

For a while.

Du Gui's mood was waning. He walked to the front desk and took out the account book.

Enemies clearly remember it in their account books.

Du Gui never dared to forget one person.
To be continued...