Fisherman's profit
Liang Donghai couldn't help shivering when he heard the screams coming from the warehouse. He knew that Fujiwara was finished, and he felt cold all over his body.
And what frightened him the most was that the tomb keeper never showed his figure or even made a sound from the beginning to the end!
The ruthless killings were all done in silence, the grave guard was like a killing machine!
Liang Donghai speeded up, rushed straight into the car parked beside the warehouse, then started the engine, and drove out of the warehouse area at full speed.
If he could drive into the city before the grave guards caught up with him, he might be able to escape with his life.
Because, in the city, there is a lot of traffic and dense population. It is not so easy for the grave guard to find him out of the crowd.
Liang Donghai held the steering wheel with one hand, slammed on the accelerator, and glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, trembling with fear, for fear that the grave guards would catch up.
The motor of the car roared, emitting thick exhaust, and sped forward at full speed. It quickly rushed out of the warehouse area, followed the wide road, and headed straight for the center of the city.
The car sped along the road for a while, gradually moving away from the warehouse area.
Liang Donghai looked back, but the tomb guards didn't seem to catch up.
He couldn't help exhaling heavily, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat also fell back to its original place.
He felt as if he was safe.
This thought has not dissipated in my mind. With a loud bang, the car hit something violently and stopped suddenly. The huge impact force generated by the speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour distorted the front of the car and squeezed it inward. , Broken parts flying around.
If it wasn't for Liang Donghai's magical protection, this car accident would have crushed him to pieces!
Liang Donghai pushed open the deformed door and climbed out of the car that was almost a pile of scrap iron.
Then, he saw the tomb guard wearing the black robe, standing silently in front of the car, a stone gun engraved with silver charms protruding from the black robe, with a stick on the barrel. holding two cold corpses.
Liang Donghai's face turned pale, his hands and feet were icy cold, and his heart seemed to have sunk into an abyss.
What he was most worried about happened, but the grave guard still chased after him.
Without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and shot dozens of lightning symbols out of his hand, heading straight for the tomb guard.
The tomb keeper didn't move, but the big black robe on his body fluttered slightly, and it was like an invisible iron curtain shrouded his surroundings. The dozens of lightning talismans were still ten centimeters away from the tomb keeper. Time, all were detonated.
The thin electric light kept flashing, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.
Liang Donghai's breathing became short of breath, and he felt bitter and astringent like a yellow lotus in his mouth.
He hit with all his strength, but did not cause any damage to the tomb guard!
The strength of this tomb guard is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary ghosts.
Liang Donghai knew that there was a huge gap in strength between himself and the tomb guard, so he gave up resistance in frustration and let the tomb guard handle it.
The tomb guard just stood in front of Liang Donghai, staring at him coldly, and remained silent. The black robe blended with the pitch-black night, making him look extraordinarily weird and mysterious.
Liang Donghai couldn't guess what the tomb guard was thinking, so he could only stand there anxiously, like a death row prisoner sent to the execution ground, waiting for the last moment.
After a few seconds of silence like this, the gravekeeper suddenly raised his arm and said for the first time in a distant tone: "Come again... come again..."
"Come again?" Liang Donghai was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what the tomb guard meant.
The tomb guard wanted him to return the two precious treasures he had stolen from the tomb of the last Rong Wu.
He nodded quickly, and stammered, "I'll pay it back... I'll pay it back to you."
While talking, he ran to the abandoned car, rummaged for a while, and then found the suitcase.
Opening the suitcase and showing the contents inside to the gravekeeper, Liang Donghai respectfully handed the suitcase to the gravekeeper.
There was no movement of the tomb keeper, and the suitcase was sucked into the tomb keeper's black robe with a "whoosh", and it was never seen again.
Liang Donghai handed over the suitcase, feeling as if his heart was bleeding!
So many people died and such a high price was paid for the two rare treasures in the suitcase.
However, these two treasures were still taken back by the tomb guards, and they will eventually return to the cemetery of the last Rong Wu.
It's like going in a big circle and finally returning to the original point.
Whether it's him or the Japanese Shintoism, they're all in vain.
However, the price he paid was even more tragic, because his whole family was still in the hands of Shintoism. Without these two treasures in exchange, with the cruelty of Shintoism, his family would be in danger.
When Liang Donghai thought of this, all thoughts were lost.
He really didn't want to hand over the two treasures in this suitcase, but he had no other choice.
Because, even if he didn't hand it in, this powerful tomb guard would kill him and take the treasure back.
In addition, even if he honestly returns the treasure now, the chances of the tomb keeper sparing his life are equally pitiful.
However, to his surprise, after taking back the treasure, the tomb guard uttered a series of strange sentences like screams, then turned and left without taking any action against him.
Liang Donghai couldn't help being startled, he didn't expect that this ruthless tomb guard would let him go so easily!
He couldn't help but have mixed feelings for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or joy.
However, his joy lasted less than two seconds, and a heart-piercing pain suddenly came from his chest.
Liang Donghai hurriedly tore off his clothes, looked down, and saw that the injuries he suffered when he entered the tomb of the last Rong Wu had become worse without warning, and continued to worsen, as if he had been stabbed The invisible knife was cutting at the wound, making the wound expand continuously and black blood flow out continuously.
Liang Donghai suddenly understood in his heart that the tomb guard had no intention of letting him go, but hoped that he, the grave robber, would die a more miserable and painful death.
The shriek that the tomb guard made just before leaving was probably an ancient spell.
Liang Donghai sat down slowly with his back against the wrecked body of the car. The only thing he could do now was to quietly wait for death to come.
Zhao Rui wore a silver ghost mask, with his hands crossed on his chest, suspended in the sky, like an unrelated bystander, watching everything that happened below from a high position.
From the appearance of the tomb keeper, to the time when he killed Fujiwara, Yamada and others with thunderous momentum, and finally took back the suitcase.
Zhao Rui saw the whole process in his eyes.
However, from beginning to end, he did not make a move.
Because, in his opinion, these people are just black people, dogs eat dogs, and they are not worth his help.
All he has to do is to be a fisherman and snatch the treasure from the hands of the final winner.
When the tomb guard took back the suitcase and turned to leave, Zhao Rui knew that it was time for him to show up.
Zhao Rui stretched out his figure, like a shooting star, falling straight down, and flew in front of the tomb guard in the blink of an eye.
"You go, leave the suitcase behind." Zhao Rui explained his purpose of coming in a simple and clear manner.
The gravekeeper stopped. His cold gaze shot out from the black robe and landed on Zhao Rui's body, looking back and forth carefully.
Then, he let out a sharp hiss, held the silver runestone gun, and slammed it down at Zhao Rui.
Zhao Rui has always maintained a high degree of vigilance against this ruthless killing machine. As soon as the stone spear moved, he stretched his body and began to dodge.
The silver runestone spear passed him with a whistling sound, and slammed heavily on the asphalt road.
The gravel and dust were sprayed into the air with great force, and a huge pothole appeared on the ground immediately. Cobweb-like cracks spread around the center of the pothole.
The corpses of Fujiwara and Yamada hanging from the stone gun were also torn apart in an instant, turning into countless pieces of meat, which were sprayed everywhere.
After one miss, the tomb guard moved his wrist, and the several-meter-long stone spear jumped up, drawing a silver trajectory in the air, and stabbing Zhao Rui again at a strange angle.
Zhao Rui's goal was only the treasures in the suitcase, and he didn't want to entangle with the tomb keeper for too long, so he decided to make a quick decision.
He stepped back like lightning, put a certain distance away from the tomb guard, and wiped the Qiankun ring with his right hand.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife shot out from the Qiankun Ring, hovering and rising into the sky, like a crescent moon of death, sprinkled blood-red brilliance on the tomb guards.
According to Zhao Rui's thinking, no matter whether the tomb keeper is a human or a demon, as long as he is shrouded in the brilliance of the bloodthirsty sword, even if the blood is not absorbed, he will be greatly hurt.
However, what surprised him was that the tomb guard completely ignored the vampiric light shot out by the magic knife, and rushed towards him wielding a silver runestone spear!