Cold, quiet, dim, eerie!

This has always been the most intuitive feeling of the mortuary, and it is also the reason why many people are reluctant to step into this morgue.

After all, it's all dead here, and who likes to come to such a creepy place?

Wei Ziqing stood at the door of the morgue, and he didn't feel fear or fear for this kind of place, after all, these were just dead people.

And not to mention that there are no less than tens of thousands of people who died in their own hands, they are demons and monsters, and they have also been exposed to killing a lot.

It's just that when standing here, Wei Ziqing's footsteps stopped, and a smile of interest appeared on his face.

"It's interesting......"

With a slight smile in his heart, Wei Ziqing directly pushed open the door, the light inside was extremely dim, and there was a person lying in the middle of the room, covering half of his body with a white cloth.

Wei Ziqing recognized it at a glance that this was the dead Todd.

However, Wei Ziqing did not look at Todd, but looked at the dark corner on the side.

There, a figure was sitting quietly.

Wei Ziqing was looking at him.

He was also looking at Wei Ziqing.

Neither of them spoke, but a depressing atmosphere emanated around them.

His brow furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although Wei Ziqing's face remained calm, what shocked him was that he didn't feel any anger in this person's body.

"How is that possible? As long as people are angry, why is he not? ”

Demons have demonic energy, people have popularity, immortals have immortal energy, and ghosts have ghost energy!

However, the black man in a black suit in front of him didn't have any breath, just like a dead man, how could he not shock Wei Ziqing!

"After waiting for more than ten days, someone finally came, this time, but it's a little late!" The man stood up and slowly walked out of the darkness.

He looked at Wei Ziqing, with curiosity and pity, that kind of look made Wei Ziqing's originally calm face look a little dull.

"You know I'm coming?"

No one knew how the mysterious ceremonial master knew about his coming, and what he meant by that look was as if he were watching an ant struggle uselessly!

"I knew you were coming, but I didn't expect you to be the only one coming!"

Listening to the etiquette master's words, Wei Ziqing was silent: "Are you paying attention to us?" ”

"I've been watching you since Flight 180 started!"

No wonder, it turned out to be so.

This mysterious ceremonial master knew about the existence of the Grim Reaper, and at the beginning of Flight 180, he knew that it was the masterpiece of the Grim Reaper, so it was not surprising that he paid attention to himself and others.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wei Ziqing opened his mouth and said, he had wanted to know this question for a long time.

"Who am I?"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's question, the black etiquette master didn't speak, just looked at Wei Ziqing, and shook his head for a long time:

"I don't know who I am, it's been so long, so long that I've forgotten who I am, and besides, I guess you're here today, I'm afraid it's not for this thing, right?"

Wei Ziqing didn't pay attention to the words of the ceremonial master, but took a step forward, still staring at the ceremonial master: "Are you the god of death?" ”

Death, in the plot he already knows, only this person is most likely to be the Grim Reaper!

Whether it is the first part of the Grim Reaper, or even the fifth part, this mysterious etiquette master has never been absent.

In addition to his familiarity with the god of death, Wei Ziqing believes that even if he is not the god of death, he definitely has a great relationship with the god of death.

And there was no anger on this etiquette master, so no matter how much this etiquette master wanted to divert this topic, Wei Ziqing still wanted to know who he was!

"Death, who are you, how do you know about the existence of death?"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the ceremonial master's face finally changed: "Tell me, who are you?" How is it possible to know the existence of the Grim Reaper? ”

The ceremonial master was extremely shocked, he thought that this man had come here to know what was going on with Todd's death.

But now I see that he didn't mean this at all, but came for the Grim Reaper, which was too much of an accident for him.

After all, in this world, I'm afraid that no one knows who the Grim Reaper is except himself!

The corners of Wei Ziqing's mouth twitched slightly, obviously he was asking who he was, why did he ask who he was again?

But even so, Wei Ziqing also affirmed one thing, that is, the ceremonial master in front of him was definitely not a god of death, otherwise, he would definitely not be so shocked.

This shock is not the shock of being exposed, but the shock of someone in this world who knows the Grim Reaper.

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing was silent for a while, didn't say anything, leaned out with one hand, and grabbed him directly in his hand under the shocked gaze of the etiquette master.

He tore open the void directly, grabbed the ceremonial master and disappeared into the morgue, and when he appeared, he was already on the roof of the hospital!

"This ...... This is the rooftop of the hospital, which ...... How is this possible......"

The ceremonial master looked at this scene blankly, weren't they in the morgue just now, how could they appear here all at once?

Moreover, the scene just now......

"Nothing is impossible, since there is a god of death in this world, then what is impossible, and this is my identity, an existence with special abilities, now, can you tell me who the god of death is?"

Who are you, who am I in the game, Wei Ziqing didn't want to play anymore, so he decided to expose his strength.

Regardless of whether this etiquette master is afraid of something, he believes that when he sees his own strength, this etiquette master may see that he should tell himself the identity of the god of death!

"yes, what's impossible."

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the mysterious etiquette master seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled bitterly, Wei Ziqing didn't know what was going on with him, and he would suddenly become so sad.

His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Do you really want to know the identity of the Grim Reaper?"

The mysterious ceremonial master raised his head and looked at Wei Ziqing: "If you really want to know, then, this story may be a little long, do you have this time?" ”

"Time? I lack everything, but time! Wei Ziqing said lightly, with a kind of pretending to be forced.

The mysterious ceremonial master smiled bitterly, and didn't care about this, but found a place, sat down directly, and even took out a cigarette from his body and lit it for himself.

took a puff, spit out a puff of cigarette, looked at the white smoke, and then said: "All this has to start from three thousand years......

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