Wang Ye's eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of solemnity.
There was a low pit in the ruins of Tomb No. 1, and it seemed like something had come out of it.
and...
There seemed to be scratch marks around the pit!
Could it be that something escaped from Tomb No. 1?
If there is one, Wang Ye should be able to search for it when he checked the information just now. After all, the website he opened is inaccessible to many ordinary people!
A lot of the information in it is trustworthy and reliable!
This is also the highest information circle that Wang Ye has access to at present.
In other words, what comes out here is too confidential, and that website is not qualified to announce this news!
If this is the case, the situation becomes complicated!
Sure enough, how could this mysterious post office give itself such a simple task?
The situation is now within Wang Ye's acceptable range, but Tomb No. 3 still needs to be found as soon as possible.
No matter what secrets are hidden in this suburban cemetery, he is no longer qualified to explore. Wang Ye just wants to complete the task assigned by the post office as soon as possible and leave here.
but...
Something unexpected happened.
Suddenly there was a slight noise from Tomb No. 2, which seemed so abrupt in the quiet cemetery.
Wang Ye looked over sharply and found that the tombstone was shaking slightly.
Subsequently, the terrifying crack on the tombstone seemed to have deepened a lot, and the tombstone was in danger of breaking at any time.
"Could it be that the things in Tomb No. 2 are also going to escape!"
Wang Ye's expression was solemn, and the situation became critical unknowingly. If he could not find Tomb No. 3 again, he would have no choice but to retreat first and think of a solution later.
Fortunately, the mysterious post office gave me three days.
but...
wrong.
Wang Ye frowned slightly. Based on the current situation, he speculated that the mysterious post office seemed to have chosen him. In other words, the post office would most likely make an evaluation of himself.
If this were the case, the Post Office could not possibly arrange itself for an impossible task.
After all, he is just an ordinary person now.
It would be too exaggerated to give ordinary people a task in which a ghost would appear, unless the original purpose of the post office was to make him die.
Wang Ye calmed down instantly and stopped caring about the gradually broken tombstone No. 2. Instead, he turned around and looked around carefully.
"No 4."
"number 2."
"number 1."
"wrong!!"
Suddenly, a guess flashed through Wang Ye's mind. He seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding!
Why do I think that the broken ruins are Tomb No. 1!
The tombstone was obviously broken. I didn't even read the words on the broken stone, so I preemptively assigned it as Tomb No. 1.
Wang Ye suddenly woke up, hurriedly took two steps forward, raised the fluorescent stick in his hand, and turned over the remains of the tombstone.
The tombstone next to it began to shake more and more frequently, and the cracks gradually became larger and soon covered the entire tombstone. It seemed that the tombstone would break into pieces in the next second, and something terrible would break out of the ground.
"really!"
Wang Ye's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
A bright red number is engraved on a broken stone.
"2"
"Sure enough, this is Tomb No. 2! In that case, the one next to it..."
Wang Ye quickly walked to the original tomb No. 2 and observed it carefully.
As the tombstone shook, broken pieces of the tombstone fell to the ground. Strangely, wisps of blood gushed out from the cracks in the tombstone, gradually covering the entire tombstone.
Even the words on the tombstone are somewhat unclear.
"Are you afraid of being recognized by me, or..."
Wang Ye frowned slightly, took off his coat, and wiped the blood on the tombstone.
If this scene were seen by outsiders, their jaws would definitely drop.
A strange cemetery, a tombstone gushing blood, a calm young man, frowning and wiping the blood on the tombstone...
In this gloomy place, there is a rare degree of harmony.
I don't know when, a vague figure stood behind Wang Ye, motionless.
In the darkness, the figure's eyes seemed to be silently watching Wang Ye's figure for a long time...
The figure gradually raised his somewhat dry, pale palms.
"I knew it!"
Wang Ye couldn't help but curse secretly. After careful observation, it turned out that the tombstone actually said that it was Tomb No. 3.
But half of the number was taken away by this diagonal crack, making it look like 2!
After confirming his guess, Wang Ye looked at the constantly broken stone tablets and the ever-changing cold environment. Without hesitation, Wang Ye took out the envelope, turned on the lighter, stood in front of the tombstone, and lit the envelope!
A wisp of red smoke continued to rise as the envelope was lit, floating in the air towards the tombstone, shrouding the entire tombstone in smoke.
Soon, the huge movement in the tombstone gradually disappeared, and finally became completely quiet.
And the red smoke gradually dispersed.
Vaguely, it seemed that the cracks on the tombstone had subsided a lot, and there was a tendency to gradually heal.
Behind Wang Ye, the pale hands gradually retreated and disappeared into the darkness again.
"Sure enough, this is a task that an ordinary person can complete."
"As long as you are careful and calm, you can do it."
Wang Ye looked at the scene in front of him and murmured to himself. Sure enough, everything was as expected.
"but..."
"Where's Tomb No. 1..."
Wang Ye had some doubts in his eyes. He was sure that there were no tombstones here.
However, this place was full of weirdness. Wang Ye put away his inner curiosity, put away his fluorescent stick, hid in the darkness again, and walked out of the cemetery.
Standing at the entrance of the cemetery, Wang Ye glanced at the old man in the wooden house who was still leaning on the rocking chair with his eyes closed and sighed.
This cemetery is so dangerous, but the old man has lived safely until now, which is also a blessing.
Lucky? ?
wrong! ! !
Wang Ye's pupils shrank sharply. The things from Tomb No. 2 had already escaped. How could this old man be safe?
Even the contents of Tomb No. 2 almost came out tonight. Why couldn't this old man hear such a loud noise!
at this time...
In the wooden house, the old man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Wang Ye. A smile appeared on his somewhat wrinkled face.
This smile is eerie and terrifying.
Cold sweat instantly fell from Wang Ye's forehead.
He swore that even in his previous life, the top superpowers did not put such great pressure on him when they looked at him.
What kind of existence is this damn old man!
Wang Ye turned around and left without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
The old man in the wooden house moved his eyes with difficulty and slowly closed his eyes again.
in the dark...
On the door of the wooden house, there seems to be a number that looks like a child's drawing.
'1'
