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Xia Xi played with the silver sword in his hand, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the end, Xia Xi came back to his senses, looked around helplessly, and sighed at the environment that only appeared in novels or movies.

He couldn't have imagined that because he was cheap, he sold a handful of ornaments, and he came to this unknown place unexpectedly. According to the mysterious voice that suddenly appeared in Xia Xi's mind just now, this is a novel world.

Xia Xi asked him, which novel is it? The man didn't answer, but just told Xia Xi that he had read the book. Then, after giving him a gift, he disappeared. However, what kind of gift it is, Xia Xi doesn't know.

Putting the silver sword in his pocket, Xia Xi's gaze began to look into the distance. Looking at the graves in the distance, covered by the road that would be left all over the mountains, Xia Xi's brows furrowed involuntarily.

From childhood to adulthood, Xia Xi hated death the most.

Because, his closest grandmother died of cancer when he was very young. Since then, Xia Xi has unreasonably hated all places related to death, such as hospitals, funeral homes, and ...... Cemetery.

And now, Xia Xi is not the slightest disgusted with these graves, but a little ...... Intimate. That feeling is like the intimacy of a child who is drifting away, stepping on mountains and rivers, going through all kinds of hardships, and finally returning home.

"It's like sleeping here! ......" Facing the graves all over the mountains and opening his arms, Xia Xi whispered to himself with regret on his face.

Soon, Xia Xi shuddered, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if these few steps would be enough to keep him away from these graves.

It's horrible! It can affect a person's mind. Over here...... Where exactly? Xia Xi patted his chest and looked at the pile of graves in front of him in horror.

"Grave...... Novels related to graves...... What is it? Xia Xi pondered, wanting to recall that he had read a novel about the grave, and was stunned to find that he was ...... There is no memory of this.

The sun began to set, and the originally sharp cold wind became warm at some point, just like the sun in March. Blowing on people, it is warm, and people can't have any other thoughts.

At the foot of the mountain, the tombs began to tremble violently, as if an immortal god had been sleeping for a thousand years, and at this moment, it was as if awakened to come out of the secret chamber where they had been imprisoned for a thousand years.

Xia Xi looked at the graves that began to tremble, with three points of curiosity and seven points of happiness.

"Here...... What is it? ”

For some reason, Xia Xi didn't pay attention to the grave movements below that were called the top ten terrifying spots in the other world, but continued to think about "where is this" in the five philosophies of life. His heart was filled with ...... for the grave that had already been transformed into corpses Excited.

At some point, the demonic energy began to spread, and all kinds of strange scenes were conjured.

Finally, the gods and demons who had been imprisoned in the tomb for thousands of years after death crawled out of it. They didn't cry wolves and wolves as usual, and the demons danced wildly, but walked neatly and unanimously towards Xia Xi, who was standing on the small hill.

They didn't wail, they didn't speak, they just stared at Xia Xi quietly. Not to be outdone, Xia Xi looked at them without a trace of fear.

Halfway through, someone spoke, "You...... Is it finally back? The group of gods and demons who had been dead for a long time seemed so happy, but Xia Xi felt that a sadness permeated the surroundings.

That god is in a strange language. Xia Xi dared to guarantee that he didn't feel like he had heard such strange language. The strange thing is that this kind of language sounds so familiar to Xia Xi, as if he has used it before, but he can't remember where he used it.

"It's a pity...... We have failed you! No matter how hard we try, we still fail, we lose so badly! After death, even the soul is imprisoned! ”

There is an unknown existence said sadly. His tone was full of the sadness of the twilight of the hero.

"Don't worry, I've returned, wait...... In the end, we will fight for eternity. Inadvertently, Xia Xi said something brainless. When he said this, Xia Xi felt that he was so breezy and light, but in the breezy and light, there was an invincible momentum.

At that moment, he was like a general commanding a thousand armies, and in his words, he was an iron horse.

"When you, you say, help you when you come back. We did it! At the same time, I hope you don't forget your promise. Among the dead gods and demons, an old voice sounded.

Promise? What promises? Also, what did I say? Xia Xi was puzzled. Finally, with a hint of doubt, I fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Little brother, wake up."

In a daze, Xia Xi felt that someone was shaking him, and at the same time, a hoarse voice came into his ears.

"Don't make a fuss...... How early is it...... I haven't had classes yet! Xia Xi stretched out his hand, opened the hand that shook him, turned over, and continued to sleep, as if he didn't realize that he was no longer on the earth.

"Little brother......" The man was not angry at all, and still shook Xia Xi patiently. Seeing that Xia Xi still didn't wake up, he smiled helplessly, picked Xia Xi up, and walked towards the outside of the cemetery.

As he passed by a tomb that had been broken open and vanished, the man's body began to tremble violently with emotion. Soon, the man's mood stabilized and his body returned to normal. He hugged Xia Xi and left without looking back.

Gradually, the graves began to thin out, replaced by countless maple trees with red leaves due to the arrival of autumn and pedestrians who came along a dirt road that had been trampled out of the way.

When you leave the cemetery of gods and demons with the child in your arms, and look back, you will find that if there are no tombs with tall tombstones, this is not a cemetery at all, but a garden with the accompaniment of fairy sisters, beautiful and holy.

The person holding Xia Xi was a young man, in his twenties, and it could be seen from his pale face that he had not seen the sun for a long time and breathed fresh air. So, he squinted at the sun, and looked intently. Finally, seeing enough, the young man withdrew his gaze.

"Gone!" Holding Xia Xi, the young man stretched out a hand and waved his hand to the gods and demons cemetery where countless gods and demons were sleeping, I don't know whether he was bidding farewell to this cemetery or saying goodbye to the days of sleeping here, the young man said softly: "Goodbye, respected gods and demons; Goodbye, the cemetery of gods and demons that has been sleeping for an unknown amount of time; Goodbye, my old life. I, Chennan, will come again, to find out who buried me! ”