Chapter 283 The balance

The speaker was an old man who covered his eyes with a black cloth.

"The gravekeeper?" Li Zhao looked at the old man and asked, "Who is guarding the tomb for?"

"I... It's guarding the tombs for those who come here. The old man smiled and said, "You may be the thirteenth."

"Why are you so sure?" Li Zhao asked, "Can't I pass?"

"It's not whether you can pass, but you definitely won't pass." The old man replied affirmatively, "Even if you have strong power, you can't pass the test left by the master."

"Why are you so sure?" Li Zhao smiled and said, "Your master is Anubis, right?"

"Yes, even if you have the protection of Amun, you can't get through." The old man smiled.

"I don't have the protection of Amon God, by the way..." Li Zhao opened his arms and smiled, "Can't I get through such a jade tree in the wind?"

"Ha ha, no matter how much jade trees are in the wind, I don't care." The old man smiled and said, "Because I'm blind!"

"Are you blind?" Li Zhao turned his eyes to the black cloth on the old man's face and said, "The blind man still comes to guard the tomb?"

"Well, I happened to guard the tomb, and I can't use my eyes to guard it." The old man suddenly became serious and said, "Well, after saying so much, we should start the test."

Li Zhao looked around and found that there were human bones everywhere. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water.

"The test you said... What is it?" Li Zhao asked, "Is there any danger?"

"It's dangerous. Of course there will be." The old man said, "The chance of death is not high, almost 99 percent."

Li Zhao almost sprayed, but he didn't expect this old man to joke.

However, the mortality rate is 99%, but Li Zhao doesn't care about it at all, because he is immortal. For him, it doesn't matter whether the mortality rate is 99% or 1%.

"Hehe, it's all about luck." Li Zhao said carelessly.

"Don't think it's luck." The old man suddenly said, "The judgment of the soul can't tolerate any carelessness."

"Yes, yes, yes... What are you talking about?!!" Li Zhao suddenly felt something was wrong. His eyes were wide open and he asked, "Is the judgment of the soul an attack on the soul?!!"

"You don't know." The old man smiled like a child who succeeded in pranks and said, "What do you think my master does?" He is the master of the underworld.

"So... If I can't get through, my soul will be taken away?" The sweat on Li Zhao's head flowed down.

"It's not taken away." The old man said again, "It's completely destroyed."

Li Zhao looked at the dead bones around him. Indeed, there was no trauma.

"Then can I think about it first?" Li Zhao's footsteps have quietly retreated.

"Unfortunate, it's too late." As soon as the old man's words fell, the broken wall behind Li Zhao immediately returned to normal.

"What do you want to do?" Li Zhao was a little panicked. What he was thinking about now was to escape violently.

"Don't use brute force." The old man smiled and said, "Otherwise you will regret it."

Li Zhao swallowed another mouthful of water. To be honest, he was not sure to escape from the old man in front of him. The old man brought too much oppression to Li Zhao, even surpassing the son of the Habi River God.

"What do you want?" Li Zhao decided to resist by force and was ready.

"Stay honest." The old man suddenly laughed and waved his right hand. He only heard a swiss. Li Zhao suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

But before he could react, he felt that his wrist was wrapped in something.

Li Zhao was shocked and turned his head to see two chains as thick as fingers wrapped around his wrist.

As soon as the two chains were pulled, Li Zhao immediately raised his hands in the air.

"What's going on?!!" Li Zhao was extremely angry and his arms were fierce, but the chain was unusually strong. Li Zhao could break the chain with thick wrists, but he couldn't do anything about the chain with the thickness of his fingers.

"Ah!!!" Li Zhao suddenly aroused the power of Hercules' true blood, and his physical strength suddenly increased by many times.

"Ah..." Li Zhao looked up to the sky and roared, exerted his arms and tried his best.

The thick chain of the finger began to click, which shocked the old man.

"How is that possible?!!" The old man shook his head and said, "Is this still a person? Unexpectedly, the chain condensed by the ghost of the underworld can be pulled like this, and the strength is definitely not as strong as ten thousand pounds.

At this time, the chain sounded louder and louder, and it was about to break.

The old man frowned and his dry fingers snapped his fingers.

A trace of black lightning flashed on the two chains.

"Ah, ah..." Li Zhao only felt as if he had been stabbed by thousands of needles at the same time, and the pain was abnormal.

"How is that possible!!!" Li Zhao was terrmented. Didn't he feel any pain anymore?!!

Suddenly, there was a ghost crying and howling sounded in Li Zhao's ear.

This is the real torture!!!

The sound of ghost crying and howling actually shook Li Zhao's soul. The violent vibration of the soul brought Li Zhao's feeling that it can only be described in four words. Life is not as good as death!

Li Zhao was sweating profusely. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout, and his whole body kept trembling.

This situation lasted for three minutes. After three minutes, Li Zhao collapsed as if he were out of the sea of suffering.

Li Zhao shook his head. Fortunately, his consciousness was still there.

"Hey hey..." The old man smiled and said, "Young man, I didn't expect that you could still keep your consciousness and not faint. It's awesome!"

"What the hell is this?" Li Zhao said with all his strength, "Why do you make me suffer so much?"

"This is just the resentment of the wronged soul. Well, now the test begins!" The old man slowly closed his eyes, slowly stretched out his hands and raised them.

"Kwag quack." At this time, a crow suddenly flew out behind Li Zhao. After circling in the air, a feather fell down.

After the feathers fell, the crow disappeared.

"How can there be crows?"

The feather slowly fell and fell on the old man's left hand.

The old man took a look at the feathers and said, "Next, it's your heart!"

"Wait, one side is the feather and the other side is the heart. Why is it so familiar?" Li Zhao thought for a moment and then thought, "Damn, isn't this what Tianping often does?"

"It seems that you understand." The old man suddenly disappeared, and then a voice came from behind Li Zhao: "Then please give your heart!"

As soon as the words fell, his dry arm passed through Li Zhao's chest.

"Ah..." Li Zhao first screamed, and then laughed.

"Old man, is my heart as light as a feather?"