The night was dark, Vera looked up at the sky, she remembered that there was a moon before she came, but now there was no light in the sky, and she could see the tombstones near the cemetery in a daze, faintly, and there was no sound of insects around, and the atmosphere was low. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Holding the trunk of the tree with one hand and squatting with bated breath, Vera moved slightly, and when she looked back at Tis looking down, she couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Tis didn't respond, Vera got used to it, and said to herself, "I don't know what he wants us to wait for?"

Suddenly, I felt my sister's hand tighten, and I was almost startled: "What are you doing?"

Tis spoke: "Look!"

Tis stretched out his hand to point into the distance, and Vera followed.

The tombstone in the distance was still the same, revealing only a silhouette in the night.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Vera's eyes were sour, and she was about to turn around and ask her sister when she saw a dark shadow out of the corner of her eye that seemed to move.

What is it?

Vera's eyes widened, but the thing didn't move again, and after a while, it moved, and seemed to stand up, and slowly, Vera could see that the thing vaguely showed the outline of a person.

It's a lot smaller.

When it stood up, it straightened up, but much slower than a human, and gradually approached, and when it came to a tombstone, it slowly leaned down and lay on top of the tomb, and Vera could not see what it was doing because of the long grass.

Only then did I realize that my sister's palms were also sweating.

What's next?

Where did Chris run again? Damn!

While complaining, Vera saw something suddenly thrown at the monster in the darkness.

And then another.

Chris got his hands dirty!

Vera was excited, quickly pulled Tis to jump off the tree, pulled the dagger from her waist, and rushed over.

There was a strange sound of "Hehe" in the darkness, and it seemed that the monster was struggling desperately.

Fearing that the monster would escape, Tis rushed forward, his two-handed sword raised in the air, and slashed down at the black shadow on the ground.

Suddenly, his wrist was held up, and Chris's voice came: "Don't be in a hurry to do it yet." Then he turned his head and said, "Vera, you wait, it can't run." ”

The two stopped, and Vera stood a little further away and asked, "What the hell is this?"

A pale blue light appeared in the darkness, and the palm of Kris's hand condensed a cloud of elementals, which were uncast lightning balls, on which the arc of electricity was dissociated, and there was a slight "crackling" sound, and the flickering light illuminated the black shadow on the ground clearly.

The two sisters stepped forward to take a look, and couldn't help but gasp.

Thin and slender hands and feet, a shriveled and gray face, a nose shrunken into a ball, two indistinct nostrils facing the sky, lips similarly constricted, revealing two rows of sparse and burnt teeth. The most terrifying thing is its eyes, one side of the eye socket has faintly revealed the rotten yellow bone edge, its eyes are like dried fish bubbles, shriveled and white, and the existence of the pupils is not visible at all.

Covered by two fishing nets, it was still struggling desperately, but with the appearance of the light in Cris's hand, it stopped, turned its head to the light, sluggish and obsessed, and let out a cry of "He~He~" from its unclosed mouth.

It's personal!

At least once it was a person!

Chris also frowned, crouched down, and brought his hand close to it, its head immediately swayed with the light, because the body was shriveled, in contrast, the head appeared to be large, cumbersome but also a little funny, the sparse yellow hair was actually divided into two strands, braided into two braids, and then pulled from the head to the back of the head, and then tied with the hair at the back of the head, even if it was only a small handful, and also tied a bow about red at the end of the braid.

Vera and Tis shuddered.

Is this "Persistence"?

Chris was not sure, and whispered, "This is the hole that this thing dug." ”

Vera spoke, her voice trembling: "How can there be such a disgusting thing, it's an undead, right?"

"It's called the Spirit, a creature that has been resurrected because of its obsession. ”

"Kill it, lest it burrow in the grave - it eats people?" Vera's voice suddenly became angry.

"I'm not sure, but it's not much of a threat to the living, and we should ask someone. ”

Vera said hatefully, "Who? Who raised it? damn it!"

The elemental cluster in Chris's hand suddenly burst out with a brighter light, "esu*fo"-

"You still won't let me out!"

An earthen wall rose behind a tree, and immediately after, a man staggered out.

As the light faded, the spirit made a "hehe" sound and began to struggle again.

The two Vera sisters tightened their grips on their weapons and pressed forward.

Chris condensed the elemental mass again, illuminating the ground slightly—

Grave Keeper!

He fell to the ground, raised his face, tears streaming down his crumpled cheeks, and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Please don't kill Fatima... Please. ”

Chris was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it... Your daughter?"

"Yes... Yes, Your Excellency, punish me... Don't kill Fatima..."

Chris reached out and opened the net.

was free, but the spirit was still stunned to "star" at the light of Chris's palm, and even unconsciously took a few steps towards Kriss.

Chris told the two sisters to move their weapons away, and the grave keeper crawled to the spirit on his knees and hugged it, but it didn't react much.

The two sisters looked at Chris pleadingly.

Chris turned his head and said, "Go to your lodgings!"

The grave keeper hugged the spirit and cried silently: "Yes, yes, your Excellency, please come with me." ”

The three of them walked with the grave keeper in the darkness for a long time before they stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house, and the grave keeper laboriously retreated from the creaking wooden door, put down the spirit in his arms, lit the oil lamp on the table, and then spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, please come in." ”

Chrissda walked in first, and the Vera sisters followed cautiously.

There was a musty smell in the house, and the two sisters loved it and didn't dare to go in.

A table, several rows of wall cabinets nailed to the wall, some bottles and cans, and some tools, a few chairs neatly placed next to the table, and from the door, you can see that there are two small rooms inside, which are vaguely recognizable as the kitchen and bedroom.

After the grave keeper lit the oil lamp, he picked up the spirit again, sat down on the chair next to the table, and said in a low voice, "The house is simple, so I dare not invite a few adults to sit down." ”

He hugged the spirit and pressed it very lovingly, one shriveled and weird, the other terrifying, the two faces were tightly together, and it was really terrifying and disgusting.

Veratis both covered their mouths, their bodies trembling for a while, and they wanted to turn their eyes away but couldn't help but look at them more.

In the arms of the grave keeper, the spirit kept trying to reach out and touch the oil lamp on the table, but the grave keeper pressed his arm several times, and he was so anxious that he kept making a "hehe" sound.

It's like a child who has not been born for a few years and is curious about everything!

Chris couldn't help but get goosebumps.

After a while, the tomb keeper said slowly: "Fatima... She... It's my daughter, twelve years ago, who had a serious illness... He just died...", and then cried again, and after a while he continued, "Miserable child... I don't want to bury her alone in the ground..."

The grave keeper was old and helpless, and the death of his daughter made him completely collapsed, and finally used all his wealth to embalm his daughter's body, and then put the body at home, as if his daughter was alive, and lived together for twelve years, perhaps moved the gods, a few months ago, the daughter was actually resurrected, but only made some meaningless sounds, and then gradually mastered walking and grasping things, during the day he would stand in the sun and look up at the sun all day without moving, and when it rained stood in front of the window and looked out of the door. But the grave keeper knew nothing about his daughter's digging of the grave, only that he would disappear for hours every night, and that he could not find it at all, but fortunately she would return on her own before dawn.

"I've looked it up in the library, and it's very sensitive to the breath of light," Chrissy said, "that is, the tombs it dug up—all of them were people who had been corrupted by the magic of light in their lifetimes. ”

Chris turned to the two Vera sisters with a dazed expression, and the meaning in their eyes shocked the two of them - they had checked before, and nearly thirty dug up tombs had appeared in ten years, so let's say, all of them had been killed by the Temple of Light.

Why did the Temple of Light kill them?

The grave keeper had no interest in this at all, and knelt in front of the three of them with his daughter in his arms: "I beg the three adults, let Fatima go, she is just a child, she is not sensible..."

She's young? She's not sensible?

Chris couldn't help but have a convulsion in the face!

After all, it wasn't him, and he frowned and looked at Vera and Tez, spreading his hands-

You decide!