Night watchmen are considered an ancient and obscure profession. At the beginning, they could only be regarded as guardians of the cemetery to prevent the corpses under the tomb from being dug out by hungry beasts and madmen like Frankenstein.

In general, this kind of work is not decent. But it is more or less within the scope that people can accept. However, with the later rampant Black Death in Europe, this kind of work gradually became terrifying.

Because in that era of epidemics and deaths everywhere, night watchmen, in addition to guarding cemeteries, they also needed to transport the bodies of those who died of epidemics in the town.

At that time, every late at night, they would often carry oil lamps and push carts in their hands, stack the bodies into the shape of hills, and then disappear into people's panic sight in the dim light.

For those who live in this ignorant era, the Night Watch has undoubtedly become the incarnation of the God of Death. This is natural, which has led them to demonize this profession and become more and more like the horror characters in the ghost stories.

Even today, the profession of Night Watcher has not yet gotten rid of the horror that he had given him from the time of the past. Although people know that the legends at that time were mostly irrational words driven by ignorance, from a realistic perspective, Night Watcher is no different from ordinary people. However, as long as they are a normal person, they will inevitably shrink from their psychological point of view when facing such a profession.

No one will regard them as ordinary people, because in the eyes of ordinary people, they may not accept such a job even if they go to the streets to beg for money. This is a profession that only freaks choose, and it is naturally not surprising that a freak feels like this.

With such reasons, the profession of Night Watcher has naturally begun to decline. In fact, more cemetery guards are now security guards rather than night watchers. Of course, this does not mean that the night watcher has completely disappeared. At least here, in this place that is almost forgotten by the world, there is a night watcher who is sticking to his post.

To be honest, this result really surprised Peter. He really didn't expect that in a big city like Houston, there would be such a profession that could only appear in remote and ghost stories. However, he was also considered a person who had seen the world. Even the Supreme Master was walking with him, so a mere night watchman could not shock him too much.

He just followed Gu Yi straight to the small wooden house next to the cemetery, and then watched Gu Yi pull hard three times on the door with the old-fashioned oil lamp hanging.

Soon, a very obvious sound of walking came from the door. When the wooden door creaked and was suddenly pulled open, he immediately saw an old man with disheveled head poking out from behind the door.

"Who are you looking for? There are no living people here!"

The very impolite voice made Peter frown. His first impression of such an impolite guy was very bad. Fortunately, the person in charge was not him, so he didn't have to respond directly to this guy. For Gu Yi, she had long been used to seeing all kinds of people and didn't care about such small things. She just looked at the guy in front of her carefully, and then said to him with a smile.

"We were introduced by Old Morgan. He showed us a way out and let us find this place!"

"Williams Morgan, that bastard? Damn, I thought he was dead!"

The unkempt old man cursed, but the alert and hostility in his eyes also faded a lot at this time. Obviously, the old Morgan's name is still of some value to him. Although he still has a considerable fear of these two strangers who are obviously not ordinary people, at least, they already have the possibility of communication.

"Come in. Tell me why you came here. I don't believe that the old bastard who hasn't met for more than 200 years will know that I'm here now. You must have spent a lot of effort to find this place. Let's talk about what that bastard asked you to find Old Carter!"

Peter followed Gu Yi into the wooden house. As he imagined, the wooden house was very simple. Apart from a bed and two chairs, there was not even a table. The guy who claimed to be Old Carter did not have the intention of pouring a cup of hot tea to welcome guests. On the contrary, he held a shotgun in his hand and pointed straight at Gu Yi and the other two. There was a big idea that you would not want to walk out of this door without giving a reasonable explanation.

This made Peter sneer in his heart. He had never thought that he would meet such an unreasonable guy here. However, it was precisely because of his actions, coupled with the little information he had revealed between the lines before, that Peter began to doubt his identity.

What can make an old man become a night watcher and stay here for more than two hundred years? Ordinary people do not have this will or this ability unless he is not an ordinary person.

After thinking this clearly, Peter said to Gu without waiting for Gu to speak.

"We are here to find the Ghost Rider. And it seems that you should be that guy, right?"

The straightforward words made the old man snort coldly. He did not answer directly, but shook the saw-tube shotgun in his hand in front of Peter and the others, and then said with a gloomy face.

"Ghost Rider? I haven't heard of this name for a long time? Who are you? What do you want to do when you find the Ghost Rider? Don't tell me you want to talk about feelings for those bastards who are full of fire. I can smell the bloody smell on your body. If you guys like you encounter the Ghost Rider, they will most likely be burned into charcoal and thrown into hell!"

His words were not a joke. Because neither Peter nor Guyi were such a clean person.

There are quite a few Hydras and criminals that Peter killed over the years. Although he has always believed that punishing evil is to promote good, and he has always believed that everything he does is just. However, judging by the standards of the Ghost Rider, he is also an executioner with bloody hands and a target that can be hunted.

As for Ancient One, this is even more so. She could not dirty her hands at all with the identity of a supreme wizard. Those devils, gods, and even those dark wizards who conspire to subversion have tasted her thundering methods. Even today, their souls are still wailing in the supreme wizard's dimensional prison. With such things, how could she leave Peter alone and protect herself?

Of course, neither Peter nor Gu Yi would be afraid to face the judgment of the Ghost Rider. They would even be quite happy to see the Ghost Rider coming to their own faces. This would save them a lot of effort. But unfortunately, judging from the current situation, this is just an unrealistic delusion.

The Ghost Riders are never a good gentleman who suits others' wishes. Most of them who have been tortured by the Revenge Spirit for many years are paranoid, stubborn, and even crazy. Just like the old guy in front of him. Although he has not reached the point of madness, being able to face two people who have never been masked with a dangerous weapon of large caliber is enough to show how difficult he is to get along with.

Most of these people are soft but not hard, and Gu Yi and the others have no idea of ​​being tough. So after a glance at each other, Gu Yi said frankly to the old man in front of him.

"I will introduce myself. I am Ancient One. Everyone who knows me calls me the Supreme Master. I have very important things to discuss with the evil spirit knights who still exist in the world. And through Mr. Morgan's guidance, I found this place. So, can this gentleman, put down the gun in your hand and let us have a good chat? Maybe the things in your hand are indeed very special, and even the devils may not be able to withstand its damage. But for us, it does not have much effect. Instead of making it an obstacle to friendly communication between us, it is better to let it go and let us talk in a more peaceful way. What do you think?"

"Supreme Master?" Gu Yi's name was still useful. At the very least, after hearing her claiming her home, the old man's expression of fear in his eyes was a little less.

"I've heard of you. It is said that even a bastard like Mephisto will be afraid of your existence. It is because of you that he dare not show off in this world and do whatever he wants, right?"

"There is always a need for someone to stand behind humans and support them, right?"

Gu Yi admitted his role in disguise, which also allowed the old man to completely eliminate his hostility and put down the weapons in his hand. However, even so, the way he spoke did not change much. Even when facing Gu Yi, he still had the bad tone before.

"As humans, I thank you for your efforts. But as a Ghost Rider, I have to say that I hate guys like you very much. If it weren't for you, that bastard Mephisto wouldn't have created so many Ghost Riders. In other words, we would have become this ghost, all because of you, aren't it?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it. I have admitted that I am the Ghost Rider you are looking for, Carter Sley. I have admitted my identity. So, are you going to explain your purpose to me?"
Chapter completed!