Chapter 564 Vacancy
Xia Yan sat quietly for a while, feeling the sound of the wind, until Xiong Xiong and Xiao Wan came over.
"Boss, did you encounter any danger on the way? I was very worried when we were on Lidai Island." As Xiaowan approached, the water on her body first wrapped around Xia Yan and flowed slowly.
"The landing place is in a pine forest. It took some time to ride here."
Xia Yan stretched out his hand, and the water flowed through his fingers as if it had no substance.
After receiving the information from the water flow that she was safe, Xiaowan visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at the village curiously, sniffing.
"There is a faint floral scent in the air, as if it comes from there." Xiaowan pointed to the end of the house.
"Couldn't that be the back mountain?" Xiong Xiong tilted his head.
"The back mountain?" Xiaowan stood on tiptoe to look around. "Is that the white mountain top? Is this village really that big?"
"I said it wrong. It's a slope, not a mountain."
"What's there?"
"grave."
Xiaowan immediately shut her mouth. Death is not a good word. All intelligent creatures are afraid of the death of their own kind, and the same is true for mermaids after they become intelligent.
Xia Yan brushed off the dust on his body and said, "Go and take a look."
The earth slope is actually a gentle slope slightly higher than the village, and the remaining tree stumps indicate that there was once a forest here.
The cemetery is very large, with tombstones everywhere and countless blue brick paths in the middle.
The tombstone is engraved with a brief biography of the tomb owner, and just a few lines of words summarize the person's life.
The tributes and photos of the deceased in front of each monument had been blown away by the strong wind, and Xia Yan could only understand a little from the hastily carved words.
Without descendants to clean the cemetery regularly, weeds are overgrown in the cemetery, and the pale yellow and pink flowers are taller than the tombstones.
It was quiet all around, and Xia Yan didn't see the owner of the diary turned into a zombie.
It is very likely that it has been attracted away by sounds from somewhere else.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard Xiong Xiong's exclamation, "It's back!"
Looking back, a tall zombie appeared at the bottom of the slope. Every step it took made a clanging sound from its body.
Whenever the sound was heard, it would stop in its tracks, shaking its head frantically, searching for the source of the sound.
Then it discovered Xia Yan and the others.
"roar--"
Xiong Xiong noticed with his sharp eyes: "Boss, it's wearing leather shoes. It runs so clumsily."
This might be the dumbest zombie I've ever encountered. When it lifted its feet, it felt like there was a jack hanging underneath. It looked strenuous, but it actually didn't run very far.
Xia Yan and the others stayed there and waited for a long time before the zombies finally approached.
They then discovered that the jingling sound was due to the large bunch of keys hanging around its waist - possibly the keys to all the houses in the village, and that its running was slow because its leather shoes were specially made with a thick steel plate on the bottom, which kept tightly around its ankles.
I think it had anticipated that there would be an infection one day and made preparations in advance.
After running up to you, the zombies lost their target and continued to repeat their previous actions.
Xia Yan discovered that it still retained its original appearance to the greatest extent. The body was not seriously rotten, and at least the face was intact. Apart from being excessively gray and having blue blood vessels all over, it could still be seen that he was a handsome young man.
In its shirt pocket, Xia Yan found a folded piece of paper. When he unfolded it, it said: If I were still in the village, please kill me and bury me with them.
"This..." Xia Yan had never seen such a request.
Then... satisfy it!
Xiongxiong and Xiaowan stared as their boss took out a big axe and killed the zombie from behind. Then he searched in the black residue with the tip of the axe for a long time, but returned disappointed.
"There is no crystal core."
Xia Yan patted his lower back and looked around, trying to find a place for it to stay.
After finding a good spot, she took out three shovels and gloves, put them on and started digging.
Xia Yan took out a ruler and tailored a coffin for it. Then he brushed off the dust on it, closed his eyes, and put it in with Xiong Xiong, pulling up his trouser legs to cover his ankles where the bones were worn out.
The sunlight gradually disappeared into the closed coffin, and handfuls of moist soil hit it, making a muffled sound.
With the final tombstone erected, the new grave filled the only vacant space in the cemetery.
The white clouds in the sky are fluffy, like pieces of soaked paper.
Xia Yan took out the lawn mower he had bought before. The width was just enough to cover the aisle. The high-speed rotating blades chopped up the grass roots and green leaves, and the rich scent of grass filled his nose.
It is not enough to just mow the weeds, you have to remove the roots, and it is best to plant seeds that will produce more beautiful flowers on them.
For this purpose, Xia Yan specially went to Fu Niang to order a batch of vigorous flower seedlings.
Without hesitation, Fu Niang produced a batch of seedlings with strong roots that could produce double-petaled flowers in a variety of colors.
After getting the goods, Xia Yan returned to the village, called away Xiong Xiong and Xiao Wan who were cleaning the streets and houses, and transformed himself into a gardener, planting the vacant land in the cemetery bit by bit.
Anyway, if you don't plant flowers, the garden will be filled with weed seeds. In comparison, it is more comfortable to rest in a dense bed of flowers.
Xia Yan stayed here for several days in a row, and every day he either planted flowers or strolled around the village.
According to her estimation, within five years, the village will be covered and swallowed by green plants, and nature will reoccupy its own territory.
The day the flowers were planted was the day Xia Yan was ready to leave.
Looking at the delicate flowers blooming on the slender branches, Xia Yan was a little skeptical whether these flowers could withstand a strong storm.
But Fu Niang patted her chest and assured, "Don't worry, these flowers are not only not afraid of wind and rain, but they will even become stronger with each experience, and the flowers will bloom more dazzlingly. I named them Flowers of Strength!"
Xia Yan: ...
"Well, Hua Qiangren, I hope you can thrive and live up to the points I spent."
Xia Yan said his final goodbye to the cemetery without any response.
At the village entrance, Xiongxiong and Xiaowan were arguing about whether the boss would move or climb the distant snow-capped mountains.
Xia Yan looked at the distant white peak and felt that Xiaowan trusted her too blindly. It was so far, it would probably take a whole day to drive there, right?
"Be good, let professional moving companies handle professional matters. We won't compete with them for business. Xiaowan, I know you feel bad about the boss's pocket money, but it's okay. Spend it when you can. Opening blind boxes is also a kind of happiness!"
Xia Yan secretly wiped her sweat. Why didn't she spend so many points? After leaving, wouldn't these achievements belong to the system? She was no longer the same person she used to be. Now she just wanted to experience the prodigal son squandering thousands of gold.
After coaxing Xiaowan away, Xia Yan asked Xiongxiong to clean up the hotel as quickly as possible.
At the same time, she took out the electric baton and prepared to harm a wave of small light spots.
In the passage, the small spots of light seemed to be conscious. When they saw Xia Yan coming with an electric baton, they all hid behind him.
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