October 19th.

Rain, heavy rain, heavy rain poured down from all over the sky. The washing of the rain has revealed the true face of the mountains and wilderness, which have been shrouded in fog for many years.

There was silence in the gold mining village, and the garrison camp stationed a kilometer away to guard the gold mine was also filled with tension and oppression.

In the camp, the soldiers who supervised the prisoner miners sat in their rooms one by one. Usually when it rains and stops work, these people will talk and laugh, play cards, drink, smoke and play with the women invited from the gold mining village, but today the camp is lifeless, there is no laughter, no singing, dancing and drinking, and even the soldiers who stay in the same room do not speak to each other.

Finally, the soldier in one of the dormitories spoke: "Did you hear that? Five more died yesterday." ”

The mood of the other three soldiers in the same dormitory was lowered, and the shadow of death looming over their hearts became heavier.

Since a large number of dead human bones were released from the No. 7 mine more than a month ago, there have been mysterious deaths in this gold mining area. All of them were people who had entered the mines, some of them died suddenly in front of their companions, some of them died of cruel self-abuse of their bodies as if they had been deluded into their minds, and many more died strangely and strangely.

Although five days earlier, Overseer Shank had agreed that all soldiers and prisoners would not enter the mines for a while, the pace of death did not stop, and the soldiers and prisoners continued to die in the camp every day, much to everyone's heart.

"When will this end?"

"Maybe only by leaving here can death be stopped. ”

"Get out of here, no kidding. The Overseers have ordered that anyone who tries to flee here should be caught and killed. ”

The four sighed and lowered their heads again.

"Is it really just a matter of staying here and dying?"

"Of course you can't wait to die. One soldier said, "We've been working here for so long, we've earned so much gold, we can't die here before we spend it." Rather than staying here and waiting for death to come, it is better for us to escape, maybe there is still a chance to ......."

The other three looked at him with delight as he spoke to all the soldiers here, and they were expecting someone to take the lead and lead them out of here. But at this moment, the three people found that the soldier who was speaking suddenly froze there, and he didn't finish his sentence halfway through.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The soldier still stood stunned and did not speak, his eyes wide open.

The three of them, you look at me, I look at you, they all hid from their beds, and they suddenly had a premonition in their hearts.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the soldier who spoke suddenly trembled and fell to his knees: "Vomit ......" A large mouthful of extremely disgusting yellow viscous liquid spit out of his mouth, and from time to time a few pink soft worms accompanied him.

The three of them looked at the disgusting filth and soft worms, and their hearts were sick, and immediately they smelled an extremely bad sour and rancid smell. This sour smell is worse than that of a rotting corpse, it is like soaking a rotting corpse in gastric juice for more than ten days.

The three of them hurriedly ran out of their dormitory, and as soon as they went out, they couldn't hold back anymore, and they vomited out today's and yesterday's.

When they got their boss to come back, the soldier had fallen dead in a large pool of mollusc.

Outside the mine, Overseer Shanke and several of his guards stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the place where the waste rock was piled up in the mine below, where a mountain of human bones more than ten meters high had been piled up, and it looked like a white flower from a distance.

Overseer Shank was a burly man with large eyes, a large brown beard, a crown of golden jawbones on his head, and a very ornate golden armor. A jagged scar on his face that stretched from the corner of his left eye to his right ear made people feel fear and awe when they saw him, especially the seven-meter-long golden whip in his hand, and countless people died under his whip.

As a sixth-order true knight, although his strength is not outstanding, he is a person with a very high status in the political arena of the Kingdom of Guiness. He was not born and raised in the kingdom of Guiniz, but the head of a tribe in the southern part of the continent. After the demise of the Clan, he wandered here as a mercenary and joined the regular army of the Kingdom of Guiness. The reason why he has today's status is because it was with his help that the current king ascended to the throne, so he was appointed to control the economic lifeline of the Kingdom of Guiniz.

Brocken had returned to the camp with dozens of his soldiers escorting prisoners, and here he was, braving the rain to accompany Overseer Shank. He looked at the countless white bones on the mountain: "I have been away for more than ten days, and I didn't expect to dig up so many human bones, haven't I finished digging them yet?"

"Done digging?" said Overseer Shank scoffingly, "I went down to see it myself when the work was stopped five days ago, and the bones piled up here are the tip of the iceberg compared to those in the mines. ”

"I can't believe how there are so many bones buried here, and all human bones. Brocken imagined it, and the mere thought made him sweat, "Overseer, could this be a huge graveyard?"

"I don't know, it's just that the bones are stacked in a way that looks like someone made them on purpose, and I think it's useful." He suddenly stepped on the stones under his feet in anger and said, "You too, as my soldier, actually lost the prisoner." I would have liked to have a new manpower replenishment that would allow soldiers and prisoners to go down the mine again. I'm afraid it won't work now, do you know how much we will lose if the miners stop working for a day?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Overseer. But it's not my fault, and I don't know how there are dragons in our Gueniz territory. Brocken said, "But isn't there the team that the Saxons brought?"

"He only brought fifty soldiers and two hundred prisoners, and this month we've had 173 soldiers and miners who died for no reason, plus the miners who committed suicide and were tortured to death, the total is over 300, not counting the Horned Demon and Grom we've lost. ”

Brocken said: "If we keep stopping work, not only will we not be able to explain to the king, but other people who are angry with us will definitely take the opportunity to attack us." Overseer, why don't we dig that new vein and fill in all the mines that we've dug up, and maybe we'll be fine. ”

"It didn't work. Overseer Shank said, "Those mines have been filled with earth magic by our magicians, but people are still dying every day. ”

Broken said: "It seems that this matter will not end unless it is clarified and resolved." ”

Overseer Shank suddenly made up his mind, "You're right, this gold mine has always been our control, our wealth. How can we let other people get involved in our interests, you go and call the Saxons, and we will discuss. No matter what, tomorrow this mining area must return to normal, even if more miners die and more soldiers die, I want it to continue to operate!" He looked at the hollow mines on the opposite mountain: "Isn't it just tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of dead people's bones, Lao Tzu has killed so many people, and he will be afraid of you rotten bones that have been dead for countless years? I will dig you all out and see what the hell these bones are!"