Corpse Lake.
Fang Xiu and his group soon arrived at Corpse Lake.
The gray lake surface exuded an eerie and chilling aura.
Li Xiaoru and the others stared at the lake as if gazing into an abyss, sending chills down their spines.
At this moment, the zombie Wei Xin also arrived. His gaze was heavy, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He looked at Fang Xiu and asked directly, "How do you know the way to Corpse Lake?"
Fang Xiu calmly gazed at him and said indifferently, "Want to know? Ten thousand ghost coins."
Upon hearing this, Wei Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart was filled with shock. He was not shocked by Fang Xiu's exorbitant price of 10,000 ghost coins for a single question.
Instead, they were shocked that the other party knew about the existence of ghost money and could accurately ask for 10,000 ghost money!
Because he only had 10,000 ghost coins on him!
Why was the other person able to accurately state all the ghost money they possessed?
Was it a coincidence? Or was it intentional?
"This is impossible! How do you know about the existence of ghost money? No one who enters the burial ground can leave, which means that information cannot be transmitted to the outside world at all. How could a newcomer like you know these things? Could it be...?"
Wei Xin suddenly realized something, and her stiff face was filled with horror.
"Have you ever been to the burial ground and left?! Do you know the way out?"
Faced with Wei Xin's shock, Fang Xiu calmly replied, "Ten thousand underworld coins."
Wei Xin was increasingly alarmed. The man was still asking for 10,000, which meant he knew that Wei Xin only had 10,000 ghost money on him.
After a moment's thought, Wei Xin decided to hand over 10,000 ghost coins. He wasn't afraid of being cheated at all, because once the transaction was completed, the person who broke the agreement would no longer be accepted by the dead.
Since the other party knows about the existence of ghost money, they must also know the rules of the burial site and would not do anything that would be digging their own grave by violating the agreement.
"Here you go, 10,000 ghost coins in exchange for the answers to all the questions." Wei Xin handed over the ghost coins with a somewhat pained expression, and slyly added a condition: the answers to all the questions.
Finally, he added, "Since you know so many secrets, you should also know that in the burial ground, no one can break the deal, otherwise you will be unable to move an inch, and no dead person will trade with you anymore. Also, don't even think about deceiving me with lies; false deals are also a violation of the rules!"
Fang Xiu nodded, his knowledge about burial sites having increased once again.
It turns out that once you enter the burial ground, you can't get out. Come to think of it, if you could get out, how could Wei Xin have stayed in such a horrible place for two years?
Does the burial ground place place such importance on transactions? He knows the consequences of breaking a deal. Last time, he gave ghost money to the ferryman, and the boat sank halfway through the journey. It was clearly because he broke the deal and used stolen ghost money.
He first answered the first question: "My name is Fang Xiu."
Fang Xiu?
Wei thought for a moment but couldn't recall the name. He figured it must be a newly emerging Spirit Master in recent years.
He didn't care what Fang Xiu's name was; what he cared about most was how the other person, as a newcomer, knew these secrets and how he left the burial ground.
"As for why I know these secrets, it's very simple, you told me them all."
Wei Xin stood there dumbfounded. "I'm telling you!?"
He suddenly realized what was happening and immediately flew into a rage: "You dare to play me! Do you know that you're breaking the deal!"
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Fang Xiu remained calm because he had not broken the deal and was telling the truth.
Looking at Fang Xiu's calm demeanor, Wei Xin was also a little unsure. Could it be that he really wasn't lying to me? But how could that be!?
I don't even know you, how am I supposed to tell you?
But there's no reason for him to lie to me. If he knows so much, then he must know the rules of the burial ground. If he knows them, then he certainly wouldn't violate them.
Could it be... that he's telling the truth!?
Did I really tell him?
In an instant, Wei Xin realized a possibility, and said with a grim expression, "You can read minds!"
This was the only possibility he could think of: the other party must be able to read minds, which was why a newbie like him could know these secrets. Damn it! He'd been tricked; he'd wasted 10,000 ghost coins!
"This problem will cost extra, 10,000 ghost money."
Wei Xin's face darkened, and he did not agree to the deal. In his opinion, Fang Xiu would definitely be able to read minds.
"The last question, about the way out of the burial site, the answer is, I don't know."
Wei Xin's face was as black as it could possibly be: "Newcomer, how dare you play tricks on me like this!"
"Yeah, I was just messing with you."
Fang Xiu calmly said, "I also thank you for providing the secrets about the burial site, and for the ten thousand ghost coins."
"You bastard!" Wei Xin roared in fury, "Kid, if you've got the guts, don't come to White Stone Town! Wait till you get here, and see what I'll do..."
Before he could finish speaking, whoosh!
A streak of silver light ripped through the night sky and pierced Wei Xin's neck, abruptly ending her words.
Wei Xin's body shattered, turning back into a paper figure that fell to the ground.
From the paper figure on the ground came Wei Xin's furious voice: "How dare you! You actually dared to attack me! You're dead..."
Bang!
Fang Xiu stepped on the paper figure, shoved it hard, and stomped it into the ground.
Wei Xin's voice disappeared completely.
"That's really amazing! Wei Xin actually turned into a paper figure. He was even wearing a funeral shroud at first. Brother Xiu, is he dead or alive?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
“A living person.” Fang Xiu gave an affirmative answer.
"The 'mysterious train' isn't limited to just one in Shangjing City, and nobody knows how many years it's been running or how many people it's taken to their graves."
Li Xiaoru suddenly realized something: "Brother Xiu, this zombie Wei Xin is one of the earliest Spirit Masters. In fact, when he became a Spirit Master, the headquarters had not even been established yet."
The strange invasion originated ten years ago, initially lurking among the people and forming countless folk tales, thus giving rise to a group of folk spirit masters. At first, the country did not pay attention, but later, as the strange situation became more and more serious, various countries established investigation bureaus accordingly, and Xia Kingdom did the same, recruiting folk spirit masters and establishing a headquarters.
Of these earliest spirit masters, some died and others disappeared, and very few have survived to this day.
Now it seems possible that most of those who went missing ended up in the burial grounds.
Fang Xiu nodded: "That should be the case."
"Brother Xiu, what does Wei Xin mean by saying that once you enter the burial ground you can't leave? Are we going to be trapped here too? I only brought a pack of cigarettes with me this time."
Yang Ming looked annoyed, seemingly because he hadn't brought enough cigarettes.
"It doesn't matter. Their inability to leave only represents them, not me."
Suddenly, Xiao Chuxia exclaimed, "Look, a boat is coming on the lake!"
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