There is no other way.
This is the horror of the other side; not to mention the powerful and bizarre creatures, even the mere survival of humans is beyond their capabilities.
There was a thin mist over the graveyard, and Fang Xiu guessed that perhaps the deeper they went, the closer they got to the other side, which was why there was a faint mist.
What will be the final burial place? Could it be another name for the other side?
I need to check everything myself.
As they walked, the group carefully observed their surroundings, their minds pounding with tension.
Firstly, if the fog alone has such great power, one can imagine how strong the strange things that follow will be. Secondly, Fang Xiu has not yet said those words that would put everyone's minds at ease.
I can already see the future.
These words act as a reassurance. No matter how dangerous the environment or how powerful the mystery, once these words are spoken, everyone feels reassured, without tension or fear, and even feels quite relaxed.
“Look, these tombstones all seem to have names on them,” Heijiji said, pointing to a nearby tombstone.
When everyone looked over, they saw that it read: "Tomb of Zhou Zhennan".
No one recognized the name.
They kept looking around at the tombstones, each bearing their own name.
Chen Yongjun, Song Xiangrong, Yang Shufen, Li Fangfang, Chen Jianguo...
"Have you guys noticed that these names always feel so retro?" Heijiji seemed a little surprised.
"Could this be the grave of someone who died a hundred years ago?"
"It's highly likely. The three stations we've passed through so far all bear the marks of a hundred years ago, and so do the names of the people here. Could we have really traveled through time and returned to a hundred years ago?" Yang Ming was inexplicably excited.
"Idiot, what are you so happy about!" Bai Qi cursed angrily.
Yang Ming chuckled and said, "Traveling back a hundred years? That's time travel! With our modern knowledge, going back a hundred years is like a game-changer. With our familiarity with history, becoming the world's richest man would be a piece of cake!"
Everyone was speechless; Yang Ming's focus was always different from that of ordinary people.
Heijiji even rolled his eyes helplessly: "Is he really the captain of Green Vine City? It's a miracle that Green Vine City has survived until now with a captain like him."
Yang Ming was slightly taken aback: "Huh, how did you know it was divine intervention? Did you know me before?"
Blackie: "........."
Fang Xiu ignored the noise of the crowd and continued walking calmly into the depths of the cemetery.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his pupils dilated involuntarily, and his gaze became fixed on a tombstone.
"Brother Xiu, what's wrong? Why aren't you leaving?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.
But Fang Xiu did not answer, and continued to stare intently at the very ordinary tombstone.
It's simply because it has a few large characters engraved on it: The Tomb of Zhou Qingfeng!
(There will be another chapter later)
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