The location of the tomb is not difficult to find.

Even in the dark alleys where there are too many grotesque legends to count, the tombs can be regarded as famous.

It was only a slight mention that the exact location of the tomb was obtained.

When they heard that someone was going to the grave, most of them did not dissuade them, but instead looked like they were watching the fun.

In their opinion, it may be some stupid person who wants to push his limits.

After all, the people here are not the same as the monks.

Few people can retain the character of light in the darkness.

But to put an end to deceiving him, he still came to the front of the tomb.

This is also the reason why it is forbidden to forcibly push back the token handed out by the monk.

If the monk takes back the token himself, then his violation of the agreement is a moral issue.

But if this token is really used, it really can't go by itself.

When I walked in front of the tomb, I was already covered with a crowd of people who came to see the excitement.

The men were whispering behind them.

"Look, you see, someone is coming to die."

"I can't imagine it's still a life and death spirit, tsk."

"What do you think he's doing in the grave?"

"You don't care, but there must be good things on this life and death spirit, I don't know if I can get some."

"You're dreaming!"

Some people are coveting the good things on the body in a low voice, and some people go directly to the end and talk.

"This little brother wants to enter the grave?"

The one who spoke was a man with heavy makeup, and his eyes would sweep over every valuable thing on his body from time to time when he spoke.

Even his gaze stopped on Seventy-One's body for a moment.

Hearing someone asking, he turned his head back, but this person's dress made the well-informed Eliminate a little discouraged.

He never thought that the word charming could fit a man so well.

The cheeks were painted with bright blush, the eyelashes on the eyes were abnormally long, the face was photographed with a large number of unknown white skin care products, and there was a strong and pungent smell of perfume on the body.

The smell of his perfume was very strange, it smelled like a whole jar of jasmine perfume was sprinkled on top of a hundred-year-old salted fish, and then the two things were packed in a durian shell and then thrown into an old sauce vat with white hair handed down by his grandmother to marinate for a month.

The strong smell made Kill cover his nose and take a few steps back, he really preferred that he had never had a nose before.

"It's just a little defense." The man smiled and threw what looked like a sticker in his hand to Analog.

"Just stick it on your nose."

Unable to stand the smell anymore, he reached for the sticker and put it on his nose.

After sticking it, the smell really faded a lot, and I took a deep breath and finally survived.

It's no wonder that he overreacted, the main thing is that the smell is just terrible.

Even the seventy-one of the soul body couldn't stand it, and had already quietly hid in the yin vessel.

"I'm going into the grave, but what does that have to do with you?"

"I can give you some information about the grave and give you some small help."

"What do you want?"

The man narrowed his eyes: "I don't want anything, if I have to say one, I want the tomb to disappear forever!" ”

"That's all?" Putting aside some doubts: "What does this get for you?" ”

"Not everything needs to have a clear interest." The man was a little dissatisfied: "If you can only look at others with one eye, then I can only say that you are very superficial, and it is impossible to get out of the grave again with your attitude." ”

It's a very unkind statement, but it's very true.

Quan sighed, "Then let's talk about what you said about the tomb." ”

This means putting an end to accepting the man's rebuke and admitting his mistakes.

"I really don't know what's in the grave.

The cave appeared suddenly more than ten years ago, and the original tomb was actually only a small area, but over the years, the scope of the tomb has also expanded, and today it is even the size of two streets.

At first, everyone didn't pay attention to this thing, until everyone found out that no one had come back from it, whether they had strayed into it or entered it to investigate the situation.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the tomb has devoured many people, and it has become the most terrifying legend in the dark alley.

No one knew what it was, until a few years ago, a clever dreamer came here.

According to him, this so-called tomb is actually a person's dream.

But we still don't know why this dream is here, or whose dream it is.

The dreamer had entered the tomb with confidence, and he did not return.

Since then, people have stayed away from the grave.

The only thing we know is that when you enter the grave, it seems that you will lose your body, or even gradually lose your memory, and can only play one of the roles in the dream.

All the dark side of man will be infinitely magnified in the tomb until all memories are lost and remain in the tomb forever. ”

"That's what the dreammaker said?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll have to pick and choose."

This made the man laugh too, and he put a small golden lock in the hand of the Silencer.

"A drop of blood on this thing, and if all your memories are lost in the grave, maybe he can save your life."

"You hate the grave so much that you don't even hesitate to take out such a good thing?" Put away the golden lock and snorted casually.

"No, I just hope you come back alive." What I didn't expect was that the man suddenly said something like this: "There are many people who will have a look of disgust after seeing my face.

But you are different, your disgust is only directed at the smell, but not at me.

You look at you as equals, just like you treat everyone else.

This kind of look, for so many years, plus you and I have only met twice.

I really don't want people with that kind of eyes to die in a grave. ”

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Don't worry, my life is very hard, and I'm alive!" His smile was confident, one that was completely fearless.

It seems that there has never been anything between heaven and earth that can stop him.

"That's good." The man smiled and left.

Looking at the man's back, and the crowd of onlookers who were lying down behind him, foaming at the mouth, he shook his head with a smile.

This person, it's better not to look at the excitement if it's okay.

Without hesitation, he did not step directly into the tomb.

There is no imaginary feeling of crossing the two worlds, and it is not only felt that the moment you step in, it is as if you have fallen straight into an abyss.

Cold, dark, unfathomable.

A powerful sleepiness came up, and he slowly closed his eyes.

,,,,,,

When I opened my eyes again, there was a ceiling in front of me.

The entire ceiling is made of clay, the surface is full of pitted clods, and the walls at the corners are black, as if they have not been cleaned in years.

In the corner, there are spiders weaving their own webs.

As the spider moved, tiny pieces of dirt fell from the ceiling and into Wai's eyes.

Put an end to eye pain, quickly sit up and rub your eyes with your hands.

But with such an action, no anomaly was suddenly discovered.

Why do your own hands look so small?

He hurriedly jumped on the ground to check his body.

Arms like sticks, thin thighs, and shabby clothes that barely cover the body.

Lifting the clothes, inside was a young body and thin skin tightly wrapped around the ribs.

I don't know when I have become a child.

What the dreamer said seemed to be true.

Thinking of this, stop contemplating the room in front of you.

The house as a whole was built unusually low, and his stature was already unusually short at this time, but the ceiling of the house was still not much higher than his.

It's probably a head shorter than a normal adult, and an adult has to walk in with his head down when he wants to enter here.

The place where he was not lying just now was a gray and abrupt fire kang, and the fire kang at the moment did not burn firewood, and it was cold to the touch.

This is caused by humidity, which should be rare in desert areas.

Combined with the almost no sunlight coming in through the window, there is no guessing that the house should have been built underground.

It may even be that a house was dug directly under the sand to live in.

The kang that was not lying down just now was actually very narrow, about only about one meter, four or five.

It should be easy for a child like this to sleep on it, but if it is a normal adult, it must be very uncomfortable to sleep on it.

Either lie on your side with your legs curled up, or you can only put your legs on the outside.

And the three pillows placed side by side on the kang prove that three people should lie side by side on this small kang .

Such a living environment is very unfavorable to ordinary people.

From all kinds of details, he probably figured out the identity of his body.

Civilians, and very poor civilians, severely malnourished, living here with two adults, presumably two adults, the boy's parents, based on the size of the pillows.

This would seem to rule out the possibility that the boy had other siblings.

Then, judging from the position he was lying in when he woke up, the boy should have passed out on the bed for some reason.

When you reach out and touch your head, you can clearly feel that there is a wound on the back of your head.

The wound has just begun to scar, and you can still feel blood to the touch, it should be a new wound, maybe even the last few days of beating.

His gaze swept across the room, eventually stopping at the shovel that had been placed next to the door.

At the edge of the shovel, he keenly saw a trace of blood.

If nothing else, that thing should be the murder weapon.