As soon as he stepped into the cemetery, Lin Fan felt his nose itchy, as if he had been humiliated by someone who said that he only had a 60% chance of passing the level.
Once inside, the swirling fog was still there, but it no longer blocked the view. Instead, it was a thin layer swaying on the ground.
The surroundings were covered by fog, and the only road was the grave mountain in front.
This is also a manifestation of horror scenes. If someone turns around and runs away because of fear, they will be forcibly wiped out for violating the rules.
Therefore, Lin Fan did not even look back, but waited quietly for the strange arrival.
——Puff.
A corpse hand broke out of the grave nearby, slammed the ground, and rose from the ground.
The corpse that came out looked strange. Not a single part of its body was not rotten, and only bones remained on the lower half of its face.
The mouth without any vocal cords opened and uttered:
"Is this the end? Why have so many people come in just a few days?"
The rotten cheeks could not accommodate too many expressions, but the dissatisfaction was fully conveyed through the tone.
What surprised Lin Fan was that the scene inside the grave mountain was almost the same as that outside, all of them were the homes of his ancestors, but some were relatively simple, using wood and earth piles, while others were relatively wealthy, using whole tombs carved out of stone.
Among them, the corpse that broke out of the ground was strange, as it came from the Qinglian Tomb.
It looked at Lin Fan, who did not have a black umbrella, with disdain in its eyes.
"Do you all think that 500 ghost money in this scene is a good deal? You're rushing to die."
In the past, it could only receive a few people in a hundred years, but now it has received more than ten people in a few days. It has become unhappy. It slowly crawled in front of Lin Fan, looked around, and said:
"The rules here are to sweep the graves and complete a strange request inside the graves. You need to complete two requests to get 500 ghost money and pass the level."
"If you can surpass that, you can get an extra 300 ghost notes each."
After the corpse finished speaking strangely, it pointed to the road ahead and was too lazy to lead the way any further.
It has been going back and forth too many times in the past few days, and its workload has long been seriously exceeded. In a world without capital, it no longer needs to have any psychological burden and can go back to the grave to rest with peace of mind.
Lin Fan nodded secretly. Judging from the difficulty, this was indeed just a breaking path scene.
But this range is so large that it is beyond imagination.
After thinking about it, Lin Fan lightly stepped onto the mountain road. There were many graves on the road with green smoke coming out of them, and they all seemed to have eyes, looking directly at Lin Fan.
"You're...ah, the boss."
Two members of the Judgment Team standing in the middle of the mountain road quickly made way and said respectfully:
"I don't know if it was the boss himself who came in. Captain Hu Xiu asked us to come in early to look for the whereabouts of the artifact. We are responsible for the beginning part. Unfortunately, it's not here."
Lin Fan nodded slightly. It was impossible for a strange weapon to appear just by sweeping a grave. Even in this scene, it must be very hidden.
However, what surprised him was that these two men from the Judgment Team were not at all timid, nor did they seem to be ready to die. Instead, they seemed to be confident that they could leave the scene.
Lin Fan naturally knew that this confidence came from either himself or Hu Xiu, but how could they trust each other so much?
It is rare for people to trust their boss 100% in times of crisis.
It is obvious that it is not uncommon for the arbitration panel to do such things.
Lin Fan nodded and motioned for them to follow.
Since there is nothing here, there is no need to leave anyone stationed there.
As you go forward, the mountain road winds upward, with tombs standing in rows on both sides.
In order to reassure Lin Fan, the two subordinates behind him explained with certainty how they searched, and these methods were all taught by the treasure hunting group.
They all used conventional rhetoric and that group of weird clichés.
This still surprised Lin Fan a little. He didn't expect that the girl from the treasure hunting team he met at the wide area railway station had actually integrated into the arbitration team.
This is a good thing.
After all, in previous lives, a lot of information about rare treasures was found by treasure hunting teams.
No matter how big other forces are, they cannot be as professional as them.
Lin Fan went up all the way until he reached the top of the mountain and started to walk downhill. The number of his men behind him also increased from two to eight, with only two left.
When they heard the cumbersome footsteps, they turned around and saw Lin Fan, then they said with relief:
"Great, boss, you're finally here."
One of the men pretended to be calm, but his legs were shaking, and he was obviously afraid of dying in there.
But even though he was afraid, he did not disobey orders. From this point of view, the Judgment Corps was no worse than the garrison.
This also made Lin Fan admire Hu Xiu's method of cultivating his subordinates.
The last two men pointed to a small temple on the right with the words "Hou Tu" written on it. The temple only covered an area of one or two square meters and was less than one meter high. It was difficult for people to squeeze in even if they had to climb.
The subordinate whispered:
"That Hou Tu Temple is the most unique place in this mountain of graves. However, it doesn't belong to a graveyard, so even if we try to trick it with words, it won't come out at all!"
"Besides, that temple is very dangerous. If you approach it without permission, you will die."
He spoke very quietly, but two people with sharp ears behind him still heard it and said seriously:
"If you get close, you'll die. How did you know? There's no one here besides the Judgment Council."
The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then said stammeringly, "I... Hua Mingchao asked."
"How much does it cost?"
“50…”
"Then deduct 5 points from your performance this year."
"ah…"
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