Cold, quiet, dark, weird!

This has always been the most intuitive feeling in the morgue, and it is also the reason why many people are unwilling to step into this morgue.

After all, this place is full of dead people, who likes to come to such a creepy place?

Wei Ziqing stood at the door of the morgue, and he did not feel afraid or fear of such a place. After all, these are just dead people.

Not to mention that there are no less than tens of thousands of people who die in their hands, even demons and monsters have also come into contact with and killed many of them.

But when standing here, Wei Ziqing's footsteps paused, and a smile of interest appeared on his face.

"It's interesting..."

With a gentle smile in his heart, Wei Ziqing pushed open the door directly. The lights inside were extremely dim. A man was lying in the middle of the room, covering half of his body with a white cloth.

Wei Ziqing recognized at a glance that this was the dead Todd.

However, Wei Ziqing did not look at Tode, but looked at the dark corner beside him.

There, when the figure arrived, he was sitting there quietly.

Wei Ziqing was looking at him.

He was also looking at Wei Ziqing.

Neither of them spoke, but a depressing atmosphere emanated around them.

His brows were frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although Wei Ziqing's face remained calm, what shocked him was that he could not feel any anger on this person.

"How is it possible? As long as people are angry, why doesn't he not?"

Demons have demonic energy, people are popular, immortals have fairy energy, and ghosts have ghosts!

However, the black man in a black suit in front of him had no breath, just like a dead person. How could he not shock Wei Ziqing!

"After waiting for more than ten days, someone finally came. It's a bit late!" The man stood up and slowly walked out of the darkness.

He looked at Wei Ziqing with curiosity and pity. His eyes made Wei Ziqing's originally calm face look a little low.

"Do you know I'll come?"

No one knew how this mysterious etiquette master knew, and what his eyes meant was like watching an ant struggling uselessly!

"I know you will come after all, but I didn't expect that you would be the only one who came!"

Listening to the etiquette teacher's words, Wei Ziqing was silent: "Are you paying attention to us?"

"I've been following you since Flight 180!"

No wonder, so that's the case.

This mysterious etiquette master knew the existence of Death. At the beginning of Flight 180, he knew it was the masterpiece of Death. It would be no surprise that he paid attention to himself and others.

"Who are you?"

Wei Ziqing said, he wanted to know this question very early.

"who I am?"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's question, the black etiquette master did not speak, but just looked at Wei Ziqing and shook his head for a long time:

"I don't know who I am. It's been too long, and I've forgotten who I am. Moreover, I think you are here today, probably not for this matter, right?"

Wei Ziqing ignored the words of the etiquette master, but took a step forward and stared at the etiquette master: "Are you a god of death?"

Death, in the plot that he already knows, this person is the most likely God of Death!

Whether it is the first part of the God of Death or even the fifth part, this mysterious etiquette master has never been absent.

With his familiarity with the God of Death, Wei Ziqing believed that even if he was not the God of Death, he would definitely have a great relationship with the God of Death.

Moreover, there was no anger on the etiquette master, so no matter how the etiquette master wanted to change the topic, Wei Ziqing still wanted to know who he was!

"God of Death, who are you? How do you know the existence of God of Death?"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the etiquette master's face finally changed: "Tell me, who are you? How could you know the existence of the God of Death?"

The etiquette master was extremely shocked. He thought that this man came here to know what Todd's death was.

But now seeing that he didn't mean this at all, but came for the Ghost of Death, which was beyond his surprise.

After all, in this world, I'm afraid no one knows who is the God of Death except yourself!

Wei Ziqing's mouth twitched slightly. He was clearly asking who he was, but why did he ask himself who he was?

But even so, Wei Ziqing also confirmed one thing, that is, the etiquette master in front of him is definitely not a god of death, otherwise he would not have been so shocked.

This shock is not the shock of being exposed by the identity, but because someone in this world knows about death.

Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing was silent for a while, without saying anything, and leaned out with one hand and grabbed him directly in his hand in the shocked gaze of the etiquette master.

He even tore open the void and grabbed the etiquette and disappeared into the morgue. When he appeared, he was already on the rooftop of the hospital!

"This...this is the rooftop of the hospital, how is this possible..."

The etiquette looked at this scene in a daze. Didn’t they just now be in the morgue? How could they appear here all at once?

And, that scene just now...

"There is nothing impossible. Since there is a God of Death in this world, then what is impossible? And this is my identity, an existence with special abilities. Now, can you tell me who the God of Death is?"

Wei Ziqing doesn’t want to continue playing who you are and who I am, so he decided to reveal his strength.

Regardless of whether this etiquette master was afraid of anything, he believed that when he saw his strength, this etiquette master might have to tell him the identity of the god of death!

"Yes, what's impossible."

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the mysterious etiquette master seemed to remember something and suddenly smiled bitterly. Wei Ziqing didn't know what was going on with him, but he suddenly became so sad.

His brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything.

"Do you really want to know the identity of Death?"

The mysterious etiquette looked up at Wei Ziqing: "If you really want to know, then this story may be a bit long. Do you have this time?"

"Time? I lack everything, but I don't lack time!" Wei Ziqing said lightly, with a kind of pretentious look.

The mysterious etiquette master smiled bitterly, but did not care about this. Instead, he found a place, sat down directly, and even took out a cigarette from his body and lit it for himself.
Chapter completed!