Chapter 63: rule

The entire dark tomb is dark gray, and only the tomb is bright red. It stands like a behemoth on the edge of the dark tomb. It looks very unassuming, so people can't ignore it.
Qin Mo and Lin Zikai did not enter the cemetery from the main entrance, but entered the remote side door from the side.
As soon as he entered the tomb, the Tsing Yi men's Yang Shishu, Huang Yan and Su Dong's three breaths changed. They didn't feel arbitrarily but became restrained.
Unlike the red outside, the interior of the tomb is mostly dark black, black walls, paved with black bricks, and even black robes worn around the body. They don't squint, just like they don't see Qin Mo as a group of people, they still do their own things.
Yang Shishu hurriedly walked through several cloisters with Qin Mo and Lin Zikai until he came to a remote and quiet courtyard to stop. This yard is extremely ridiculous from the outside. Only one is going to wither and build the center of the yard. From time to time, a few dead leaves fall from the tree.
"You will live here later." Yang Shishu is still indifferent, and he is ready to leave when he says this. Halfway through, he stepped forward and suddenly turned around and looked straight at Lin Zizhen. He couldn’t hear any emotion in his tone: "If you regret it, you still have time."
Lin Zixiao smiled and his face looked like a smile and did not speak.
Yang Shishu's expression is unchanged, only a dark mantle flashed in his eyes, obviously angry. He licked his sleeves and said nothing more, leaving the two behind him. Behind Yang Shishu, Su Dong looked back to Lin Zikai to reveal a mocking smile.
Seeing him like this, Lin Zi’s fingertips moved, and a black smoke got into the body of Su Dong and Huang Yan. The forest was dark and his mouth twitched slightly. Although you can’t use spiritual power here, some other means are still Can be used, for example, to make them both born to die.
After the three of them left, the entire yard immediately quieted down. After a moment, a bang sound came from the corner, and a skinny man came out from the next room.
His eyes flashed and looked at Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, feeling the feeling of chilling from Qin Mo to refuse to be thousands of miles away. The man finally put his gaze on his face and smiled and said, "You are also Was it caught by them?" After he said it, he paused and the voice was lighter.
Listening to his words, Lin Zikai’s smile on his face became more and more bright. His eyes sparkled and the sun fell on him, adding a little warm feeling:
Yes.

When Lin Ziyan's eyes were swept away, he found that there were still many people standing in the house and secretly observing them through the doorway. Lin Ziqi calmly retracted his eyes and looked at the thin man in front of him.
Listening to Lin Zikai said that the man’s nervousness slowly eased down and looked at his smiling face. His face was slightly reddish:
The tomb is becoming more and more overbearing.

After speaking, the man clenched his fists and his face looked angry. When he saw Lin Zikai and Qin Mo puzzled, he sighed low and said, "Let me come in with me."
Lin Ziqi held the hand of Qin Mo, and he did not break away from seeing him. His heart slowly filled with a word of unspeakable joy. He took Qin Mo’s hand and walked into the house with the skinny man.
When I stepped into the house, Lin Biao frowned and wrinkled. The house was not big. There were two rows of long-passing shops inside. At this moment, many people were sitting on the shop and watching them.
This kind of shop is not uncommon. When he was a disciple outside the moon, he was sleeping in this kind of shop. A dozen people were crowded together. Even if he was not comfortable, he could bear it. But now, Lin Zikai secretly looked at Qin. ink.
Qin Mo Bai Yi, even if he does not say a word, there is always a sense of nobleness in his body, which is incompatible with the environment here.
The previously thin man obviously also found this problem. His face showed a bit of awkwardness, and he sneaked a sneak peek at Qin Mo. Some of them said: "You are from the big family outside the dark tomb. We were born in the dark tomb. I was caught in the cemetery just as soon as I was an adult."
Qin Mo and Lin Zikai did not speak, Qin Mo always did not like words, and Lin Zikai showed a smile on his face, seems to patiently listen to their words.
"Well, no matter whether they used to be children of a big family, as long as they are here, they are the same as us. The qualifications are better to be taken as slaves, and the qualifications are almost required to enter the Blackrock Cave."
There was a scream of laughter next to him, a messy man with a hair sneaked out of the quilt, and looked at Qin Mo and Lin Zikai with the corner of his eye, and said carelessly.
"Everyone is united, better than one person." The thin man's brow wrinkled, and some unpleasantly opened his mouth.
"What can be good, here we have only one end, that is - dead!" There is a kind of fate in the man's tone. After saying this, he left here rickety.
When the words came out, the whole room was quiet, and there was a flow in the air that could not be said to be low. Even the thin man who was previously thin did not speak.
"Where is this black stone cave?" The cold voice broke the silence of the room, and the talents found that the opening was always silent.
"Blackrock Cave..." mentioned the word. The thin man’s face showed a deep fear. He opened his mouth, but did not spit out a word. He finally said, "When you enter tomorrow, you will enter. You will know where it is... Hey, but few people who enter the Blackrock Cave will have a good end."
After saying these words, he never had any interest, and shook his head and sat between the crowds.
Qin Mo's brow wrinkled, and his heart was a little annoyed. At this moment, his right hand was gently pulled up, and then he was wrapped in a warm place. Qin ink turned his head and saw Lin Biao standing next to him tightly. He lived in his hand and noticed the sight of Qin Mo. There was a gentle smile on his face.
At this moment, Qin ink frowned and slowly stretched out, and his heart was quiet.
When Qin Mo and Lin Zikai came here, they were close to noon. It was the meal time. Before they sat down, they heard a scream from the door: "Come out."
The original low atmosphere suddenly changed, and the expressions on the faces of the people in the room became urgent. They glanced at each other and quickly got up, and refused to organize their appearances and rushed out.
The door of this house is not big, but there are a lot of people in the house. At one time, everyone blocked the door.
"Get out of the way!" Just now, Qin Mo and Lin Zikai both patiently explained the middle of the thin man standing. The expression on his face became extremely embarrassed. Suddenly, a very strong force broke out in the thin body. Everyone pushed down the ground and excitedly rushed out the door.
Several people who were pushed down by him screamed out of the high ground, then immediately got up and rushed out the door.
Looking at this quite dramatic scene, Qin Mo smashed, and saw that the room was just empty, and it was empty, and he looked at Lin Zikai and walked out together.
A burst of "ping-pong-pong" tableware percussion sounded in the yard, Qin Mo walked out of the house, they saw that they held a slightly shabby porcelain bowl to eat the fragrance.
Seeing Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, their bodies moved and covered the bowl in their hands. It seemed that they were afraid of Qin and Mo to take their food.
"Untouchables, this is you, then!" The sharp voice rang, and a burst of sound came from the side. Qin Mo followed the sound, and the pupil shrank slightly.
There was a person standing under the dead tree in front, and he was wearing pretty fine clothes, which was obviously different from this group of people. Looking at Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, his eyes showed a thick and disdainful color.
He lifted his right foot and forced a stroke at his feet. The porcelain bowl at his feet was kicked by him. He swayed toward the direction of Qin Mo at a high speed. He said in his mouth: "The people are the untouchables, and they dare to offend the seniors of Su Dong."
The air on the edge of the porcelain bowl kept vibrating. Obviously, the man’s foot used a lot of force. The face of the people who were eating around showed a smack of fear, and the rice in their hands was back.
Qin Mo snorted, and the coldness in his eyes surged. The body of the body shook his muscles fiercely, his right hand clenched, and a huge palm slowly formed in front of him. This is a trick that Huang Yan used. At that time, Qin Mo carefully observed the movement of Huangyan, and noticed that this move focused on the cohesion and application of the Yuanshen.
The huge palms fanned in the direction of the porcelain bowl. The porcelain bowl turned a few laps in the air. The people stunned and turned in the direction, and the palm of the hand ran toward the man.
The porcelain bowl first hit the man's chest, only to hear a "clam" sound, the porcelain bowl was broken into pieces of the sky, and under this powerful force, the man's body was shocked by tens of meters.
"Hey!" A loud muffled sound came from the yard, and the palm of the hand followed him on the man's chest. The man's robes were split open, revealing the underside of the skin. The man only felt that the chest was together, spit out a blood, and the body was once again embarrassed.
After the retreat, there are many steps.
"The people, you dare to hurt me!" The man stabilized his body, his eyes gazing at Qin Mo, said evilly.
As soon as the voice fell, he quickly left the place with a quick turn, and he screamed angrily: "You wait."
After a brief fight, he clearly understood that he was not a Qin ink opponent. The cemetery has strict rules, and he can only leave this sentence and leave in a hurry.
Qin Mo slowly retracted his hand and watched the man leave his back without any pursuit. The side of the forest was dark, but it looked dark and looked gloomy.
"You... why don't you kill him?" He kept hiding and thinning the man slowly to the side of Qin Mo, and asked with some caution.
"Why do you want to kill him?" Qin Mo's eyes lightly lifted, and there was some doubt in his tone. After all, he was in the cemetery, and it was extremely inappropriate to directly kill the servants of the cemetery.
Looking at Qin Mo's cold face, thinking of his just amazing strength, the thin man swallowed a swallow, and said: "You didn't know the cemetery when you first came. The rule in the tomb is the strong, as long as you can kill. He, you can replace his position, and there will be no trouble."
"Is it?" Qin ink eyes drooping down, his eyes fell on his long slender hands like jade, do not know what to think.
Seeing that Qin Mo no longer spoke, the thin man slowly retreated and did not dare to face Qin Mo.