Chapter 68: Groundless

It was an empty tomb, no one was buried, and looking at the empty grave inside, I stayed by the grave.

Why are there graves? There are no buried people, and there is a photo of Meng Xiyao on the tombstone.

Inside the empty tomb, like a big question mark, it has been haunting me, making it difficult for me to understand.

In desperation, I threw away what I was holding and leaned against the tombstone, at which point I felt a little helpless.

If the tomb is a fake tomb, what kind of person would build a fake tomb in this place? Why? We want to hide something, or use the grave to deceive others.

There are a lot of problems in front of me, but there is no way to solve them because all the problems are doubts, which is probably the most troublesome place for me.

Just as I was leaning against the tombstone and getting tangled, my phone rang, as if someone was calling.

I took out my phone and noticed someone calling.

The strange thing is that the mobile phone in the valley didn't respond just now, why can it react here?

I pressed the answer button.

Nie Sihai said on the phone: "If I guessed correctly, you should go through the legendary Uncanny Valley?" ”

I was a little surprised by Nie Sihai's question.

Asked Nie Sihai, "I'm no longer in that valley, but how do you know I'm in the cemetery now?" ”

Nie Sihai said on the phone: "The cemetery where you are now is the legendary holy ruins, and this is the place where the holy daughter is buried. ”

After listening to the other party's words, I looked back and saw that the tombstones on the entire high ground were painted, and the pictures on the tombstones were all young girls.

So this is the cemetery of the Holy Virgin.

I said, "In this cemetery, are all the saints buried in this cemetery?" ”

"Around that cemetery, there are several strong magnetic fields, the so-called uncanny valley, and these magnetic fields surround the cemetery, and ordinary people can't get in."

"The reason I'm able to call you right now is because you're in a place where there's no magnetic interference, and only that small area is the most normal place."

Nie Sihai explained.

I know that the electronic instruments here have returned to normal functioning because there is no strong magnetic field.

It's really a strange place, there is a strong magnetic field around it, but since this small area is not affected by the magnetic field, what is the reason for this?

I asked Nie Sihai: "There is actually an empty tomb in the grave I dug just now, and the photo on the tombstone turned out to be a living Meng Xiyao, what happened?" Can you tell me? ”

When Nie Sihai heard me say this, he said to me on the phone: "The White Dragon King has a rule that any living person will die sooner or later, so a tomb has been prepared for the living in advance, which is the tomb of the living and the dead in reality. ”

"In other words, there is nothing strange about this tomb, it is only prepared in advance when people are alive?"

This doubt was solved, which seemed a bit disappointing, but this explanation removed a lot of fear from my heart.

At the very least, the person who accompanies me is a living person, not a dead person who pretends to be a corpse in a grave.

For me, it was a good comfort to my heart, this comfort was very precious, it made me no longer afraid of death.

Nie Sihai asked me on the phone, "I don't understand why you worked so hard to get to that place?" Do you want to find answers there? ”

Faced with the other party's question, I looked up again at these dense tombstones, and looking at these tombstones, I seemed to see a flower-like smile.

said to Nie Sihai: "I hope that this system will disappear from now on, so that these young girls will not go through that tragic fate again." ”

I have only come here for one purpose, and I want to expose the sins of this place to the world.

Abolish this evil system and save thousands of young girls from becoming pathetic saints again.

Hear me out.

Nie Sihai sighed on the other side of the phone: "You know that you are fighting against a system alone, if you do this, you may bring you the danger of destruction, you have to think about it." ”

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

After hanging up, I went to another grave and picked up a shovel again, I wanted to dig the grave and tell the world about the evil inside.

But I can't imagine that the grave is still empty.

As I dug up these graves one by one, I found that all the graves were empty.

It was an empty cemetery, and there was nothing below it, only the smiling faces on the cold stone tablets.

Why are all the graves in this cemetery empty? All those who are to be buried alive?

Looking at the cemetery I dug myself, I was a little confused.

I think my idea is wrong, it is impossible for all saints in the world to be alive, otherwise the White Dragon King would not choose saints.

Because there can only be one saint in the world at the same time, this is obvious in the religious authority of the White Dragon King.

Something must have gone wrong.

These tombs must have been real, but the bodies in the tombs were gone, which can only indicate one thing, after the graves were buried, they were dug up and the bodies were removed.

In fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon, and after many women die, their bodies are stolen after burial.

Because some people stole corpses, especially the corpses of such women, and used them for yin marriages.

Of course, it is not known if there is a custom of secret yin marriage in this place.

But that doesn't mean there isn't a theft of corpses.

What surprised me even more was that the cemetery of the White Dragon Sect was unguarded?

It's such a strange place.

I was almost exhausted from digging so many graves, and after lying on the ground for a long time, I slowly got up.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Five or six hours have passed since I went into the valley in the morning to investigate, and now the whole person is seriously overdrawn.

Looking at this empty cemetery, I don't think it's necessary to backfill the excavated cemetery.

Now I'm almost overdrawn, I don't have the strength to backfill, I should find a place to supply.

If not, there is no way out of the valley full of magnetic fields.

The mechanical watch on his wrist was still moving, but it had just lost its ticking sound.

I don't know why my watch is silent.

My heart is covered in a shadow.

If there is no sound from the watch, then what kind of guide can I rely on to get out when I go out?

I walked out of the valley with my eyes closed, guided by the sound of my watch.

When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that this kind of watch could not be stopped at any time.

According to my grandfather, such a watch is not affected by magnetic fields, and the sound of the watch is actually the law of a person's speed.

It's like a heartbeat.

With my eyes closed, undisturbed by any distractions, my steps follow the rhythm of my watch and keep moving forward.

Actually, this is a homemade method of breaking through the magnetic field, but this method is just an attempt.

In a place with a strong magnetic field, this attempt was a game for me that risked my life, but luckily, I passed the test of this game.

But there is a price to pay for passing the exam.

Now my watch is out of voice, probably due to the influence of a strong magnetic field.

This ticking disappeared for no apparent reason.

So no matter how powerful things are, they can't resist the forces of nature.

Although this mechanical watch is very powerful, it will eventually bow its arrogant head in front of nature.

I can't live that much now, and my body is starting to deteriorate rapidly.

Returning to the normal state of the magnetic field, I found that my body was still corroded when I passed through the strong magnetic field.

I feel like I'm consuming three times as much as I go out, and if I don't have supplies, I'll probably never be able to get out.

After walking out of the middle of the cemetery, I came to the exit of the cemetery and saw a dilapidated hut.

The hut is made of wood and stone, and on the roof of the hut, some succulent plants grow, and it looks like a retreat for the famous and famous.

The hut had a chimney on the roof with a few wisps of smoke coming out of the chimney, and judging by the appearance of the smoke, the hut should have been occupied.

I didn't care so much, picked up my pace, and ran to the lonely house.

Someone lived in this place, that must have been what I had imagined before, there must have been a grave keeper in this hut.

As I was about to approach the cottage, I smelled a pungent smell and at first I felt nauseous.

It's a lot like the one in the valley, which worries me a bit.

But after repeated confirmation, it was found that the smell came from the inside of the hut, to be exact, from the chimney of the hut.

It was a disgusting feeling to endure it, and I slowly approached the hut and walked out from the back of it.

I found a small yard in front of the house with some wooden shelves hanging from the wooden shelves.

One by one, these jerky look yellow and the color is the color of the sun dried.