In addition to the unintelligible tadpole inscriptions on the tombstone, there is a small row of Arabic numerals in the lower right corner at the bottom, and what scares me the most is that the only number that can be read is 17:28 on July 10, 2018. Isn't this today? Who is in this tombstone? When was it built? Obviously, the whole tombstone is very dilapidated, obviously some years old, but how can the date be today? Is it hundreds of years from now?

I couldn't figure out what was going on, it didn't seem dangerous, I checked the other tombstones, and an hour later I found something shocking. There are tombstones at any time!

I pondered, although the third order is an urban legend, but who is like this in the urban legend? I really can't remember, and even if it is an urban legend, what is the time of this tombstone? Could it be ...... I think of a terrible result, if that's the case. How many more people have died in these hundreds of years? I need more clues to confirm this. As I was thinking about it, the whole cemetery shrunk into pieces like a photograph and turned into a puzzle piece into my mind. It's another piece, and sure enough, the more clues you get, the more puzzles you have, and you don't know what will happen when the puzzles are finished.

There's no need to investigate here, and it looks like you'll probably have to go to all the places to complete the puzzle. Let's go, I'm heading towards another cemetery.

Slowly, as I investigated, the puzzles grew, although I still don't see why. I exhaled and wiped the sweat from my forehead, this area has been surveyed by me, go to the large ruins in front of me, where should I find more clues.

I slowly groped among the ruins, and suddenly the whirlpool in the sky sped up and stirred, and I looked at the whirlpool in the sky to see what was going on.

But nothing happened for a long time...... Uh, MD, the white expression is wasted, my neck is sore, and there is not a single wool thread. I lowered my head and rubbed my sore neck, and suddenly a sense of danger descended, and I felt my heart beat faster and faster. My gut tells me that something is close. I rolled over and hid in a broken cabinet and looked out through the gap, the sound of my heart beating faster and faster.

Suddenly, a tall and fat figure came out of the broken wall on the right. The fat all over the body shook and shook, and the green juice bubbled up and down the whole body, falling to the ground and making a noise, and the right hand was a long grappling hook, dragging on the ground, and the sound of metal friction was sharp and harsh, making people goosebumps. The big muscular hand of the left hand touched his head from time to time like a fan, and his big head twitched like a nervous disorder. This Nima instantly reminds me of a character "factory director".

Hehe, what the hell is this? Don't be funny, it's also crossed? When is there a "factory director" in an urban legend, won't this TM still open the cabinet doorknob? I was laughing at the stupid melon who looked like a "factory director", but his next action directly scared me into confusion! He ...... He...... He actually opened the door of the cabinet opposite me, I really cried to death, this mouth is cheap! It really made me say it, I haven't seen such an accurate lottery ticket, I want to cry without tears!

I saw that...... Well, let's call him "factory director". I saw that he saw that there was no one in the cabinet, and after slamming the cabinet door shut, he walked towards me. I already feel my heart beating in my mouth......! My life is at rest!!