Upon seeing this mysterious old man again, Wang Ye was filled with unease, even with his current abilities.
The two of them were inside and outside the hut respectively, silently staring at each other...
After a long while, Wang Ye embarrassingly laughed and took out a candle lamp from his backpack, carefully passing it through the window into the wooden hut.
However, the old man seemed as if he did not see it at all, and was still silently gazing at Wang Ye without any movement.
"You're not going to take it?"
A thoughtful look flashed across Wang Ye's eyes. He gritted his teeth and boldly took two more steps forward.
The old man still did not make any moves. Suddenly, the door of the wooden hut opened.
"Do you want me to go in?"
Wang Ye's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Even until now, he was still unable to ascertain the identity of this old man, even if he was a customer of the post office!
Moreover, who said all the customers of the post office were good people?
Wasn't there still an unlucky ghost lying under Grave No. 3 in the suburbs' cemetery?
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye gradually calmed down, controlling his heartbeat as he slowly approached the door of the hut.
The old man had turned around at some point, still silently watching Wang Ye.
His face that was as dry as bark revealed an eerie smile.
With the flickering wind, the candle lamp on the table next to the old man finally burnt out completely.
The firelight...
Went out.
As the last wisp of candlelight extinguished, the suburbs' cemetery was completely swallowed by darkness.
Chilly breaths kept blowing over; mournful roars could be clearly heard from within the graveyard!
'Boom!'
'Boom!'
Deafening rumbles continuously sounded. All of the tombstones in the graveyard showed signs of shattering.
The ground beneath the tombstones churned and rolled.
The smile on the old man's face finally disappeared. He was standing outside the wooden hut at some point, looking towards the not too far away graveyard.
"Light..."
"The candle..."
Finally, the old man slowly opened his mouth, and a somewhat stiff voice rang out.
"Damn it!"
Wang Ye clenched his teeth. The chilly breaths continuously swept over his body, seemingly wanting to completely freeze him.
Within the graveyard, the countless terrifying pressures made it very difficult for Wang Ye to even lift his hand.
Resisting the horrifying pressure, Wang Ye slowly placed the candle lamp on the wooden table and took out a lighter.
However, each time he produced a flame, a cold gust of wind would blow it out.
The sounds from within the graveyard grew even louder.
The entire graveyard seemed to be continuously shaking, as if it could collapse at any moment.
The anxious Wang Ye continuously flicked the lighter.
At some point, the old man's figure had disappeared without a trace.
"Damn it!"
Wang Ye continuously struck the lighter while using his body to block the window.
Finally...
In an instant, the candle lamp was lit with firelight.
Familiar candlelight once again illuminated the inside of the wooden hut.
The noises from the graveyard gradually faded away. One after another unwilling roars lessened until they disappeared.
Wang Ye, whose body was nearly frozen stiff, heaved a long sigh of relief as he slumped down on the ground, his body shivering unceasingly.
Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion.
What he didn't see was that within the graveyard, a tombstone soundlessly shattered.
The old man was standing silently in front of the collapsed tombstone at some point.
Amidst sinister laughter, the ground churned. A hand fiercely stretched out from below.
The arm was covered in lividity and was an ashen color.
"Return..."
The old man's voice was still stiff as it softly echoed within the graveyard.
That arm seemed to be under tremendous pressure as it twistedly shrank bit by bit back into the soil.
When it reached the fingers, it gradually came to a stop.
Several fingers stubbornly remained outside the soil.
The old man turned around...and gradually disappeared into the darkness. Within the graveyard, a faint sigh continuously reverberated...
...
Inside the wooden hut, it took Wang Ye a long time before his body gradually recovered its mobility.
He forced himself up despite his physical discomfort.
Looking at the candle lamp on the wooden table, he was slightly dazed.
This candlelight...seemed to have a suppressing effect?
In other words, this candle lamp was used to suppress this suburban graveyard?
Thinking about the layer of wax he had secretly scraped off with a dagger, a cold sweat rolled down Wang Ye's forehead.
He didn't know if this would have any effect on the graveyard.
However...when he thought about that mysterious post office, his heart relaxed once more.
Letting out a long breath, Wang Ye put on his backpack again, preparing to leave.
The next second, looking towards the doorway, Wang Ye's pupils slightly contracted.
At some point, the old man had silently appeared at the entrance, his gaze fixed on Wang Ye.
"Cough cough, you're...you're back?"
"If there's nothing else..."
"I'll be on my way..."
Wang Ye softly coughed and revealed an embarrassed smile on his face as he slowly sidled towards the entrance.
The old man's face was expressionless, like a statue.
Finally, when Wang Ye arrived at the entrance, the old man lightly shifted his body to make way.
Wang Ye hurriedly rushed out, rapidly retreating while keeping his eyes fixed warily on the old man.
If the old man discovered the thinner candle and was unsatisfied enough to give him a slap, he could probably die honorably...
Fortunately...
The old man did not make any moves from start to finish.
Only when Wang Ye gradually disappeared into the darkness did the old man slowly retract his gaze. His movements somewhat stiff, he returned to the wooden hut and sat down on a chair.
Silently gazing at the candle lamp, the old man was lost in thought for a long time...
"Interesting..."
The old man suddenly revealed a smile. He stiffly said.
Afterwards, the old man's figure gradually faded away, as if he had never appeared at all.
And at the entrance of the wooden hut, the red "1" seemed to have become even more vibrant, faintly appearing to ooze blood.
...
Far away behind the suburban graveyard, Wang Ye deeply exhaled in relief.
He had finally left.
Although the tasks at the two places in the suburban graveyard were not especially dangerous, the impact they gave Wang Ye was unparalleled.
That mysterious old man, the powerful oppressive aura, could always make Wang Ye feel a sense of despair.
Moreover, this old man was full of mystery. Wang Ye really wasn't sure if the old man would snap and slap him to death just because he was in a bad mood one day.
Fortunately...
He had perfectly completed this task.
What delighted Wang Ye was that this candle seemed to be exceptionally powerful, able to suppress the entire suburban graveyard.
If he made good use of those little wax shavings he scraped off, perhaps they could have a miraculous effect.
Thinking thus, Wang Ye's mood gradually improved.
Arriving at the door of his home, Wang Ye's gaze turned cold as a boning knife soundlessly appeared in his hand.
The door...
At some unknown point...had opened!
"Am I running a supermarket here!"
Wang Ye cursed inwardly. Recently, his home seemed to be especially lively!
Thinking so, Wang Ye's gaze turned slightly cold. Clutching the boning knife, he silently headed inside.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
Resolve] Gu Yang was once a true disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect, but after failing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his cultivation regressed, his foundation was damaged, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was about to be demoted to a menial servant. At his moment of despair, he awakened the [Daily Intelligence System]. By refreshing it daily, he could learn about countless hidden opportunities and secrets within the cultivation world! [Today's intelligence has been refreshed] [White Intelligence: One month ago, the Foundation Establishment spiritual item "Profound Ice Spirit Marrow" used by the host to attempt his breakthrough contained a trace of the poison "Bone-Corrobing Spirit-Dissolving Powder".] [Purple Intelligence: Tonight during the Yin hour (3-5 AM), a wisp of "Golden Crow Primordial Flame" will overflow... If this flame is devoured, it can recast the shattered cultivation foundation, fully restore cultivation, and awaken the one-in-ten-thousand—Primordial Supreme Yang Body. [Click to view coordinates]] [Golden Intelligence: Shen Qingyue, a Golden Core elder of the Falling Cloud Sect who possesses the Nine Yin Body, suffers from backlash of cold energy every full moon night, causing her strength to plummet and excruciating pain. Grand Elder Zhao Wuji has secretly bribed Shen Qingyue's personal maid, Hongxiu, and learned the rear gate array node of the protective formation "Clouds and Mist Veiling the Sun Array". Tomorrow late at night, he intends to take advantage of Shen Qingyue's flare-up of the cold poison, when she is weak and unable to resist, to use a secret technique to refine her into a cauldron and force her into a Daoist partnership. [Click to view coordinates]] The cultivation world is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and human hearts are as treacherous as ghosts? Sorry, but I can read the script! From then on, relying on his informational advantage, Gu Yang proceeded step by step with careful planning. Seizing opportunities, plundering fortunes. Selling intelligence. Playing rivals against each other. Step by step, he ultimately became the Immortal Emperor!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
