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The Mount Loulin had a beautiful scenery, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there was no lack of dangerous mountain peaks.

Originally, Xue Yang was already in a great mood as he was immersed in the beautiful scenery of the place. Even his battle with Gao Mingjie had intentionally lost to him by a distance.

"I say, Mr. Four doesn't have any problems with killing people, right? For example, if you meet a customer that he doesn't like, you can just kill them all?" Xue Yang slowed down his footsteps, turned his head and asked. At this time, no matter how he looked at it, he looked a little terrified.

It was as if a group of jackals, tigers, and leopards were chasing him from behind.

When Xue Yang reached the edge of the cliff and was unable to continue forward, he finally clenched his teeth and turned around to take a look.

At this time, Gao Mingjie was already standing where he was, smiling so hard that he couldn't even straighten his back.

However, Xue Yang wasn't angry in the slightest right now, because there really was someone standing behind Gao Mingjie.

Xue Yang didn't know how that person appeared behind Gao Mingjie, but he had sized him up.

It was an old man. He wore a set of sackcloth clothes, and his shoes were already soaked. It seemed like he just came back from the depths of the forest.

However, other than some mud and water on his feet, the rest of his body was extremely clean, as if he was a holy Buddha created on TV. The only difference was that this old man had lush black and white hair, which gave off a sense of beauty.

The smile on the old man's face was even more benevolent, like an old mountain, with a sense of tolerance.

It had taken the three young people such a long time to finally reach this place. How did an old man come to this place?

Xue Yang had been staring at the scene in a daze behind Gao Mingjie. At this time, Gao Mingjie, who was complacent about his successful prank, said with a smile: "I said don't play this game for me, I'm not as cowardly as you."

At this moment, the old man suddenly laughed and said, "Since when did Ninth Master become so bold?"

The aged voice did not carry any dignity, but when Gao Mingjie heard it, his entire body shivered.

Due to his fear, the expression on this bold Mr. Nine's face had long since changed.

Just then, Xing Lele ran over and pulled the old man's arm, and laughed: "Mr. Four, I thought you were inside the cave, there was clearly someone at the door, why did you go out like that?"

Hearing Xing Lele's words, Xue Yang felt that she was listening to a ghost story. It was true that there was someone at the door, but that person was clearly a dead person!

Why did it sound like this dead person was playing with the Mr. Four from her mouth?

The old man laughed and patted Xing Lele's hand: "This is another young man who has taken a risk alone, I picked up from the Howling Tiger Crevice. This man clearly fell from the cliff, her injuries are too heavy, if you want to bury him, you need to heal the wounds on his body first."

On the other hand, the old man smiled and said, "Dead? Or is it not dead? How can you tell if it's a heartbeat or a body temperature? "

Hearing this strange theory, Xue Yang could only smile awkwardly and say: "Actually, these two points can prove that someone has already died."

At this time, Gao Mingjie was standing at the back of the group with a pale face. Under the lead of the old man, they walked towards the cave.

The cave was very dark, and there was nothing to be seen. It was impossible for there to be electricity here, so the electric lamps were an extravagant hope for this place.

The old man took out a box of matches from his pocket. It was one of those old-fashioned simple matches that Xue Yang had used when he was young.

When the only oil lamp in the cave was ignited, Xue Yang discovered that this cave was much larger than he had imagined. In a place that couldn't be lit by the oil lamp, there seemed to be a fairly wide area.

Xue Yang was naturally unable to see the pitch-black area, but looking at the surrounding area, it was not as backward as he had imagined.

Although there were no electric appliances, the tables, tea sets, and clocks were all relatively new. There were enough items here to satisfy the needs of an old man.

"These things, they were all brought to me by the Mr. X. Every time she comes, she brings a lot of things with his, and there's no way he can use up all these things." When the old man had covered the lamp, he threw the remainder of the match stick into an unlit stove.

Xue Yang merely nodded, he had unintentionally seen Gao Mingjie's reaction.

Normally, this guy didn't look like he was 30 years old. At most, he was only 20 years old. Only when he fired did he look like a veteran who had been shooting for decades.

But ever since he had gotten close to the cave, Gao Mingjie's expression had never been good, especially after he entered the house.

Hearing his question, Xing Lele only smiled and said: "Big Brother Xue Yang, it's best if you don't go and look. Otherwise, I'll worry that you won't dare to come with me next time."

This time, in a situation where there were no outsiders present, Xing Lele did not call him Mr. XI, but called him Big Brother Xue Yang instead.

However, sometimes people's thoughts were so strange. The more they knew that there was something unknown and terrifying, the more they wanted to investigate.

"Come here, new Mr. XI. If you don't take a look, I'm afraid you have something on your mind." With that, the old man picked up the oil lamp and slowly walked inside.

Xing Lele followed behind him, and after a moment of hesitation, Xue Yang also followed along. As for Gao Mingjie, he did not hear the old man at all, he just sat down at the original table.

Xue Yang turned his head to look back. Only when he saw Gao Mingjie being engulfed in darkness did he realize that he had already walked quite a distance inside.

At this time, the old man stopped in his tracks. Xue Yang looked in the direction he was pointing at and discovered a person placed on the stone wall.

This person looked familiar!

Xue Yang's breathing became a little hurried. Although he could not see this person's face clearly, he felt that he had somehow seen it before.

When Mr. Four raised the oil lamp in his hand a little, Xue Yang discovered that there was a hole in the man's forehead, as if it had been pierced by a bullet.

Xue Yang also finally remembered that day in the Floating Street, in order to save himself and Xing Lele, Gao Mingjie had immediately killed an old man who was causing trouble for him. And now, this old man was standing right in front of him.

Although this corpse had lost its breath, its body didn't seem to be rotting at all.

Under normal circumstances, even if a living person had stood in such a gloomy cave for so long, his body would have certainly rotted. However, he had preserved his body well, not even a little bit of the stench.

Compared to this method of preserving corpses, Xue Yang asked a question that he was more concerned about: "Why? Why does Mr. Four have to collect these dead people? There are so many people dying in the world every day, and if we use this method to collect them, there is no way we can find them. "

At this time, Xing Lele directly answered Xue Yang's question, "Mr. Four only collects people who should not have died. If we go in, there are still countless dead people.

"No wonder..." Xue Yang nodded, but it seemed that it was not enough to make Gao Mingjie fear this place to this extent.

"The Mr. Four has always maintained that after a person dies, they will still live in a different form." The one who spoke was still Xing Lele, but at this time, Xing Lele's voice was trembling.

At least, Xue Yang was able to discern that Xing Lele was trembling not because she was afraid, but because this place was simply too cold. Xue Yang took off his jacket, and directly draped it over her body.

At the same time, Xue Yang also only smiled and said: "This kind of viewpoint is obvious, although I don't know why Mr. Four has such a reason, but I know that if a person dies, they would die. After dying, they would only leave behind a pile of bones and flesh, and it's essentially different from living."

The Mr. Four merely gestured for the two youths to walk towards the back, then said with a smile: "There is indeed a great difference between life and death, but if this matter was really as simple as Mr. XI had said, then you wouldn't have come here to find me so painstakingly because of a small stone."

"Please speak clearly, Mr. Four." Xue Yang laughed and said, the old man's words had reached his heart.