When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

As the offerings were placed in, the eerie paper figures with their strange smiles began to weep before the three dark tombstones, as if telling a story.

Suddenly, the mist in the cemetery began to surge wildly, stirring up gusts of eerie wind, as if some kind of change was taking place.

The three jet-black tombstones seemed to come alive, gradually absorbing the burning corpse fragrance, and the nine heads placed in front of them quickly shrank, as if they had shrunk.

In the blink of an eye, the nine bloody heads shrank to the size of a palm, their teeth began to clash wildly, making strange snapping sounds and emitting piercing howls.

Upon closer inspection, the nine strange heads at this moment...

It bears some resemblance to the eerie human head on that withered tree.

And accompanied by the wailing and screams of the nine strange heads in front of the tombstone,

The eerie smile on the withered tree's head grew even more pronounced.

It's like seeing a new member of the same kind join the family.

In an instant, the silent cemetery was filled with piercing wails.

Su Ming frowned slightly, looking indifferently at everything before him, his eyes deep and unwavering.

However, a hint of red light gradually appeared deep in his eyes.

This is a show of force to him!

"Gulp, this is weird, the style has suddenly changed. The cemetery in the West District feels much scarier than the mass grave. Although there are only three graves, I have a feeling that even if all those guys from the mass grave attacked together, they might not be able to defeat them."

"With corpse oil as candles, human bones as wicks, human heads as offerings, and paper figures weeping at the grave, there must be something extremely ominous inside!"

"Of all the cemeteries, the ones buried in the West Cemetery are the most ferocious. I can feel my heart pounding even through the screen."

"Wait, why is Brother Su walking towards the tombstone? Doesn't Rule Four say that you can't disturb those who are paying their respects?"

"Wait, is Brother Su about to have another episode? Holy crap, I can see the red light in his eyes."

"Oh my god, Beast Bro is coming out!"

The viewers in China watching the live stream suddenly gasped in surprise.

Su Ming, carrying a tattered oil lamp in one hand and a sinful dagger in the other, his eyes glowing red, and with a silly dog ​​on his feet, walked step by step towards the direction of the terrifying paper figure worship.

The eerie human head on the withered tree looked at Su Ming and the silly dog ​​for daring to interfere with the worship ceremony, and the smile on its lips became even more terrifying. The continuously flowing scarlet liquid dripped onto the tree trunk, making a silent mockery.

Are all the new tomb keeper so clueless?

Before the three jet-black tombstones, the several terrifying paper figures kneeling and weeping suddenly noticed the approaching person and dog behind them. Their pale faces instantly turned cold and eerie, and the red blush painted on their faces became bright and eye-catching.

The largest and most terrifying paper figure at the head stood up, its arms instantly lengthening into two sharp longswords, ready to teach the approaching man and dog a painful lesson.

Let them understand who truly owns this cemetery.

However, the moment the terrifying paper figure turned around, it was met with a black, flowing slash enveloped in scorching flames.

The terrifying flames instantly engulfed it, burning the paper figure's body and clothes, emitting a mournful and painful howl, before turning it to ashes.

The dagger of sin in Su Ming's hand was somehow stained with a layer of damp lamp oil, burning with a scorching flame and radiating a terrifyingly high temperature.

Seeing their leader, the terrifying paper figure, killed, the other terrifying paper figures instantly flew into a rage, showing no intention of attacking Su Ming.

However, a massive, pitch-black figure leaped out from behind Su Ming. Its charred and terrifying body emitted thick black smoke, and its mouth was filled with raging flames, which it spewed out, instantly devouring all the other terrifying paper figures.

It was none other than the hellhound—the silly dog.

For these terrifying paper figures, the silly dog ​​with fire abilities is undoubtedly one of their greatest nemesis.

Even though these terrifying paper figures possessed other mysterious and terrifying abilities, they were instantly reduced to ashes by the scorching heat of hellfire.

In an instant, all the terrifying paper figures perished on the spot.

Su Ming was dressed in a mysterious, all-black outfit. The shadow of his top hat obscured his face, and his eyes, gradually being bathed in red light, appeared exceptionally sinister. He carried a dilapidated oil lamp that illuminated the darkness and gripped a sinister dagger that burned with flames. He exuded a violent, tyrannical, and madly oppressive aura.

Beside him followed a hellhound that was even taller than him and had a ferocious appearance.

Like a death god from hell,

Step by step, they arrived before the three jet-black tombstones.

A pair of eyes, glowing red, looked down from a high vantage point.

The nine heads placed in front of the black tombstone instantly stopped howling, as if their tracheas had been left at home. Their teeth stopped clattering and making strange, piercing sounds, and they became mute.

The eerie human head on the withered tree, its mocking expression frozen, quickly shrank back into the trunk like a turtle, afraid to look any further lest it be caught in the crossfire.

Damn it, I forgot to check the almanac before I left home.

I thought a new person had arrived, but it turned out to be a jinx.

As all the terrifying paper figures were killed, the three jet-black tombstones began to tremble, and the tombs gradually emitted ink-like smoke, carrying a terrifying pollution and oppressive feeling.

The hazy mist that enveloped the entire cemetery began to surge wildly, like a raging torrent, rushing towards Su Ming as if it had been enraged.

Like whispers from the abyss, the sounds began to echo throughout the graveyard.

If it were any other chosen one, they would have already been assimilated by the series of bizarre contaminations and attacks, becoming part of this graveyard.

However, Su Ming completely ignored this series of injuries and kicked the incense and candles in front of him away without giving them any face.

He raised his right foot and stomped hard on the tallest, darkest tombstone among the three graves.

His body was slightly bent, his arm resting on his right knee, and his expression began to turn ferocious, like a man-eating demon. The red light in his eyes reached a critical point at this moment.

"Trying to intimidate me? You dare to!"

From the moment Su Ming entered the cemetery, the withered tree head, the terrifying paper figure, and the subsequent series of rituals all indicated that the cemetery owner did not take him seriously and was giving him a hard time.

If he could tolerate this, he wouldn't be Su Ming.

"From the moment I took over the position of gravedigger, all the cemeteries on this mountain will belong to the Su family. I don't care what kind of people you were before, or how arrogant and domineering you were. Remember, there is a heaven above you that governs you, and that is me."

"If I'm unhappy, then nobody's happy."

The dagger of sin suddenly pierced deeply into the dark tombstone beneath their feet.

puff--

The tombstone, which should have been made of stone, began to gush out foul-smelling blood, splattering it all over Su Ming's face.

This made his already evil and insane face even more terrifying.