When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

"Who did it?"

Su Ming lowered his head, his face obscured by shadows, his red-glowing eyes appearing even more terrifying, yet his tone remained perfectly calm, revealing not a trace of anger.

The silly dog's "worried" expression paused. Seeing its owner's look of being ready to stand up for it, it hesitated for a moment, then a clear expression of anger appeared on its face.

Then, it pointed its little paws directly to the west, baring its teeth and spitting saliva, its tongue flying out, making "woof woof woof" sounds, as if it were demonstrating something.

Finally, it tenderly rubbed its tattered hat and cape against its body.

Compared to the burnt, pitted hair on his body,

This silly dog ​​was clearly more interested in the hat and cape its owner had put on it.

Although this thing can't speak, it clearly indicates that it was the owner of the West Cemetery who hit it.

That's right. After Su Ming dealt with those ghostly things in the northern burial grounds of the entire cemetery, they weren't exactly obedient, but at least they learned to bow their heads and dared not easily lay a hand on the stupid dog, for fear of attracting some madman who liked to dig up graves and whip corpses.

Not to mention the Su family ancestral tomb in the East District. Unless they wanted their ancestral tomb to emit auspicious smoke, they would not normally dare to lay a hand on that stupid dog.

As for the South District? That's the place that idiot dogs are most wary of. They usually avoid it and won't easily go in to pee and mark their territory.

In contrast, only the most mysterious owner of the western cemetery would dare to lay a hand on a simple, honest, and silly dog.

Su Ming looked at the dog in front of him, which was obviously acting like a drama queen, wiggling its butt like it was having an epileptic seizure. The red light in its eyes actually began to fade a bit, and a strange smile appeared on its face. The crazy and violent aura also disappeared completely.

His eyes gradually became clear and transparent. He slowly grabbed the "silly dog" in front of him by its paws, lifted it up to face him, and stared at it directly in the eye with a pure curiosity, as if he were examining some kind of food.

Her clear gaze, like a sharp knife, swept across the dog's body repeatedly.

However, the silly dog ​​still had that honest and simple expression, and wanted to lick its owner's face, but seemed too afraid, and a hint of flattery gradually appeared on its face.

"I see."

Su Ming's voice became calm and hoarse, his eyes filled with a hint of darkness, as he put the dog down.

Just like when he first started his night patrol, he went to the wardrobe and slowly changed into the special outfit belonging to the "gravekeeper."

However, compared to his previous quick and decisive change of clothes, he was now undoubtedly more elegant and natural. He even smoothed out the slightest wrinkles in his clothes before a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Bring the shovel with you."

Su Ming picked up the old oil lamp, opened the door, pushed the wheelbarrow with one hand, and slowly walked out, saying without turning his head.

The silly dog ​​behind him also looked "excited" as it bit an iron shovel from behind the door, clearly knowing what its owner was about to do.

Nine times out of ten, they're planning to dig up that guy's grave in the West Cemetery, drag him out, and whip his corpse.

However, just as it bent down to pick something up, the honest and simple expression on its face instantly froze, a hint of fear flashed in its eyes, its fur stood on end, and it was no longer the relaxed creature it had been just moments before. When it looked up at its "master" who was slowly walking towards the west side, it looked as if it had seen some unbelievable monster.

Just a moment ago, it felt that the "master" in front of it had become somewhat unfamiliar. Although the tone and demeanor were exactly the same as before, the silly dog ​​still keenly sensed a strangeness, as if it were a different person.

The silly dog, chewing on the shovel, followed closely behind its owner. It only relaxed after the dog approached and sniffed the owner with its wet nose to confirm that it was indeed the "real deal."

Its originally drooping little tail suddenly started waving like a propeller.

As long as the owner is right, then there's no problem.

However, at that moment, it was unaware that its "little actions" had been observed by a pair of eerie eyes the entire time.

Beneath those seemingly clear and transparent eyes lurked a sinister and eerie red light.

Inside a cage filled with boundless darkness, a young man with his eyes closed and brows furrowed, as if having a nightmare, is currently locked up.

The young man looked exactly like Su Ming, but his aura was more calm and rational.

What an incredibly foolish creature! It let its guard down so easily. I really want to see its desperate, horrified, and incredulous expression as its owner tears open its flesh...

Beneath those seemingly calm eyes, countless wicked and insane desires surged forth in an instant, but these desires quickly dissipated.

Forget it, there's no need to provoke that kid Su Ming into going crazy.

Let's see if the next "prey" is any fun.

This silly dog ​​is better left for that coward Su Ming to play with.

After surveying the rotten fish and shrimp in the mass grave, Su Ming's gaze clearly showed a look of boredom.

Gazing into the distance, he vaguely spotted something interesting, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

Walking slowly through the mist, heading towards the western cemetery.

His smile gradually became elegant, and an eerie and dark aura involuntarily emerged from his body.

"It barely qualifies as a 'recreation' goal..."

As the man and dog strode menacingly toward the western cemetery, the once silent mass grave instantly erupted in commotion, a chilling wind blowing through it.

One after another, illusory and terrifying figures gradually coalesced, gazing towards the west.

Could it be that the monster in the West District has angered this madman again?

These two monsters are about to fight again.

In an instant, the entire mass grave began to stir, wanting to go and watch the show, but also afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

...

The once abandoned western cemetery has now been completely transformed.

Lush, towering trees exude vitality, guarding the core of the cemetery and surrounding the three dark tombstones in the center.

Su Ming spent the previous night planting a lot of flowers, trees and shrubs in the West Cemetery, almost clearing out the surrounding woods.

However, the seemingly lush and vibrant tree branches and leaves were not as green as expected; instead, they showed signs of yellowing and decay, as if their nutrients and vitality had been gradually drained away.

The culprits were undoubtedly those three strange, jet-black tombstones that stood majestically in the heart of the city.

The owner of the western cemetery was probably not in a good mood at this moment. A fierce, cold wind howled through the air, causing the lush trees to bend and whistling.

Suddenly, a series of whooshing sounds came from afar. Looking closely, they saw jars filled with strange liquids.

click-

As the jar shattered and the liquid splattered, a tiny spark suddenly appeared.

The lush trees that had enveloped the entire western cemetery suddenly transformed into a sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, the lush trees undoubtedly became the best fuel.

The howling wind not only failed to extinguish the flames, but also fueled their spread.

The towering flames and black smoke instantly dispelled the surrounding mist, revealing the true face of the western cemetery.