Why is it Zhou Qingfeng's tomb?!
Could Zhou Qingfeng be dead?
Fang Xiu immediately thought of the information that Black Spade AK had revealed earlier: Zhou Qingfeng was missing, and they didn't know where the dean had gone.
So... he's dead?
Fang Xiu vaguely felt it was unlikely. How could the mysterious dean who dared to divulge fate, the idealist who wholeheartedly served the supernatural, and the being who could even manipulate S-level supernatural beings at will, die here?
Could it be a case of the same name?
Seeing that Fang Xiu ignored everyone, the crowd became curious and followed his gaze, their expressions immediately changing drastically.
"Zhou Qingfeng's tomb!? Zhou Qingfeng is dead?" Yang Ming was shocked.
Even Bai Qi, who had a stoic expression, was equally shocked.
Having experienced the Qingshan Mental Hospital, no one knew better than them how terrifying the director, Zhou Qingfeng, was. They had encountered two S-class supernatural beings in the hospital alone, not to mention many other supernatural beings they hadn't met yet.
This being, capable of creating S-class anomalies, actually died here silently?
Heiji looked at everyone curiously, then at Zhou Qingfeng's grave, and couldn't help but ask, "Who is Zhou Qingfeng? Was he your friend? Why are you all so surprised to see this grave?"
Yang Ming took a deep breath and explained, "Although we have never seen the real Zhou Qingfeng, we have seen the S-class anomalies he created."
"What!?" Blackie was instantly shocked, her mouth agape. "Create an S-class anomaly? Did I hear that right? An S-class anomaly can be created artificially? Are you guys kidding me?"
However, no one laughed; instead, everyone was solemn.
Seeing this, Hei Jiji's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't imagine that there were people in this world who could create S-class monsters. Was this even human?
That's an S-class anomaly, the highest level of anomaly in the world. Without restrictions, one anomaly could destroy a country.
"Could it be a case of the same name?" Bai Qi asked solemnly.
"Whether it is or not, we'll find out once we dig it up," Fang Xiu replied, and then began digging the grave.
He wanted to dig up Zhou Qingfeng's grave.
Heijiji was somewhat worried, after all, this graveyard was so terrifying, and digging up graves rashly might cause some bad consequences.
However, remembering the trust everyone had placed in Fang Xiu, she ultimately did not stop him.
Perhaps he has already seen the future?
Countless silver hairs grew and gathered, like a drill, constantly digging into the grave. Soon, a large hole was dug in the grave.
Inside the cave was a coffin, a very ordinary wooden coffin.
It's so ordinary that it doesn't seem like it could be used to store the corpse of a big shot.
But the moment he saw the coffin, for some reason, Fang Xiu had a vague feeling that Zhou Qingfeng was inside, and this feeling grew stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu reached out and gently grasped one side of the coffin.
Yang Ming and the others watched his movements with some tension, all very curious about whether Zhou Qingfeng was inside.
The mystery is revealed in the next second.
Bang!
Fang Xiu yanked open the coffin, revealing the scene inside.
Inside, there lay a person, or rather, a corpse. The body was very fresh, as if it had been preserved, and it was impossible to tell that it was dead; it looked as if the person was asleep.
Upon seeing the person inside the coffin, everyone was instantly horrified.
Because the person inside was none other than Zhou Qingfeng!
He was dressed in a well-fitting retro suit, wearing a top hat and a pair of very old-fashioned glasses. He looked as if he were asleep, very peaceful.
They were dressed like people from the last century.
"It really is Zhou Qingfeng!?" Yang Ming stared intently at Zhou Qingfeng's corpse.
He had personally witnessed Fang Xiu change his face, and he was certain he wouldn't mistake this mysterious being.
Fang Xiu stared at Zhou Qingfeng's corpse for a long time, examining every detail, and found that it was exactly the same as the real Zhou Qingfeng.
Could it be... that Zhou Qingfeng is really dead?
As we walked along, we saw traces of a hundred years ago everywhere. Moreover, Zhou Qingfeng's clothes were also in the style of a hundred years ago. Could it be that... he died a hundred years ago?
His body hasn't changed even after a hundred years of death?
No, that's not right!
He recalled the information he had previously obtained from Black Spade AK. Although it was obtained indirectly, it was not difficult to discern from their tone that Zhou Qingfeng had disappeared, but not for a century.
If he disappeared for a century, wouldn't that mean that AK of Spades is over a hundred years old? That's unrealistic; AK of Spades is clearly a modern person.
Moreover, although the facilities and decor of Aoyama Mental Hospital are old, at least it still has plasma TVs, which are not products from a hundred years ago, but from several decades ago.
Fang Xiu considered two possibilities. One was that the corpse was not Zhou Qingfeng, but perhaps just a substitute or something. In this strange world, the abilities of spirit masters are varied and bizarre, so creating an exact replica of oneself is not too unbelievable.
Another possibility is that the person in the coffin is the real Zhou Qingfeng, and the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital is not Zhou Qingfeng, but someone who took on Zhou Qingfeng's identity for some reason.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu took out a scalpel and plunged it into Zhou Qingfeng's neck.
Everyone was startled by his sudden action.
Fang Xiu frowned as he looked at the scalpel inserted into his neck.
He had already used the power of pain, but Zhou Qingfeng showed no reaction, and there was no blood flowing from his neck.
It seems the other person is really dead; this is indeed a corpse.
Fang Xiu then put away the scalpel and began searching the corpse, trying to find some relevant clues.
Finally, he found a piece of parchment in Zhou Qingfeng's coat pocket.
The moment Fang Xiu touched the parchment, he knew it was made of the same material as the parchment in Qingshan Mental Hospital.
Upon seeing the parchment, Yang Ming immediately confirmed, "It must be Zhou Qingfeng, no doubt about it. That guy is an old riddle-maker; he likes to leave parchment for people."
Actually, Yang Ming had misunderstood Zhou Qingfeng. After all, Zhou Qingfeng didn't have a riddle teller. It was just that Fang Xiu had intercepted many things, resulting in Yang Ming not getting complete information and naturally being confused.
Fang Xiu ignored Yang Ming and focused all his attention on the parchment.
If we're talking about who understands the supernatural best in the world, then Zhou Qingfeng is undoubtedly the one.
A being who can freely travel between the present world and the other side, a being who can create S-level anomalies—if anyone can know all the truths of the world, then Zhou Qingfeng must be one of them.
These are the truths that Fang Xiu wants to know.
So he slowly opened the parchment, and there it read: “My name is Zhou Qingfeng. By the time you see this, I will already be dead.”
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