Chapter 389 Crying in the Cemetery
The black coffin was placed in the open air with no tombstone. Please search (%￥￥) for the most complete view! The fastest updated novel. I don’t know where the coffin lid went, directly revealing the bones inside the coffin.
This skeleton was very small, with a small skull, a small frame, and even its limbs were short. Angel's visual inspection estimated that it was about 1.2 to 3 meters long.
——Apparently this is the remains of a child.
Angel's eyes moved away from regret and placed them on a shining spot near his neck bone.
The reason why he noticed the coffin was because when lightning passed overhead, a reflective spot appeared inside the coffin.
Angel took out the reflective object. It was a necklace. Platinum chain, pendant is a heart-shaped red gemstone. The gemstone is crystal clear and has been cut into sixteen rhombuses by jewelry craftsmen. As the white light flashes, the smooth rhombus surfaces reflect bright brilliance.
Angel rubbed the gem and touched a mechanism on the edge of the gem. Hearing a "click", a small hidden compartment was opened.
"As expected." Angel just discovered that the gemstone had been polished on sixteen sides, and relying on the reflection of the rhombus facets, it was difficult to detect the true depth of the gemstone. It seems that the gems are fully inlaid, but in fact the gems are just a thin layer. The reason for this illusion is that the eyes are deceived by light and shadow.
Hiding things with personal accessories is something that most nobles like to do. Of course, because the ornaments are too small, the hidden things are not too precious, but what the boring nobles pursue is not preciousness, but just a gimmick and surprise, or in other words, it can be a little conversation starter at the noble gathering.
Angel also left this problem, such as his holographic tablet hidden in the secret compartment of his pocket watch.
It is precisely because Angel knows these eyebrow corners that he can quickly open the mechanism of this gem.
When the secret compartment was opened, a piece of damaged silk floated out.
The silk is very thin, but the stitches are densely packed and very regular. Just this damaged silk is not something that ordinary people can come into contact with.
Perhaps, this child's corpse should once have been that of a nobleman.
Angel opened the silk silk. The silk silk was not big, and one palm was enough. The silk surface is a painting of a curly-haired girl who smiles happily. Her nose is a bit flat and her face is covered with freckles. She doesn't look very beautiful, but her smile is bright and cute. To her left was a young man, holding her shoulders, but the young man's face was damaged and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Her right hand was raised high, and a bird with patterns like eyes and peacock feathers was fluttering on the back of her hand.
At the bottom of the silk, there is a row of tiny characters.
But the writing is very sloppy and ugly, like a child's graffiti. Angel spent a lot of effort and waited for several waves of lightning before he could barely make out a few words.
...my sister's ninth birthday,...gift...
It seems that the little girl's brother or sister gave it to her as a gift when she was nine years old. If the person who drew the picture on the silk was the giver, it was probably the young man who couldn't see his face clearly.
Angel stuffed the silk back into the secret compartment of the necklace and put it back next to the corpse in the coffin. If nothing unexpected happens, the child's body is that of the little girl in the painting. She looked like a noble lady, but she died in the cemetery of the inner world for some unknown reason.
Angel didn't really care as he didn't get any information from the coffin. Originally, he didn't have any expectations.
After walking around the coffin, Angel slowed down and walked slowly towards the previous pit. If he wanted to take a shortcut to the cemetery gate, he would have to bypass this pit.
This time, when he walked to the edge of the pit, he didn't cause any noise.
Walking around the big pit, Angel felt more and more uncomfortable as he walked. It was not due to any strange force, but because of the light of lightning, he could clearly see the situation inside the pit...
Old bones, rotting corpses, and fresh corpses are all entangled together.
Leaving aside the skeletons for the moment, those corpses that have not rotted or are semi-rotten give people a strong sense of impact. That pale skin, the resentful and soulless expression, the stiff movements before death, you are entangled with me, and I am entangled with you, like a dark and bloody floating world painting of corpses.
In particular, these corpses are all naked female corpses. It adds a sexual hint to this floating world painting, making it even more gloomy and perverted.
It can be seen from the degree of decomposition of these corpses that they died at different times. Some may have died recently, while others may have been dead for a long time.
Their bodies were clean except for a dark red wound on their chest. Angel estimated that this was the fatal injury to these women.
This place is very close to Castle Black, and the murderers were probably people from Castle Black.
But why did they kill these women? Killed so many?
And it can spawn so many undead, which shows that they may have suffered extreme pain before death. Otherwise, how could there be so much resentment and undead groups forming?
Angel raised his head and looked at the towering castle at the end of the long winding road in the distance. At this moment, a faint dislike for Castle Black arose in his heart.
Not long ago, he met the current owner of Castle Black, Queen Shen Mu Isabella. After she saw him, she was smiling one second, and then let the shadow kill him without saying a word the next.
It is reasonable for a person with such a crooked Liang to commit torture and murder of women. What's more, it might be "Liang" who directly tortured and killed him.
That lunatic Isabella could do such a thing.
Angel bypassed the big pit and walked smoothly to the gate of the cemetery.
The gate to the cemetery was open, and Angel unexpectedly saw a row of footprints on the ground at the door.
Judging from the printed patterns, they are very similar to the leather boots worn by Shadow. Maybe the shadow also left here not long ago?
While Angel was thinking, he suddenly felt his breast pocket move suddenly.
The breast pocket contained a support, but why did the support move at this moment?
Angel carefully took Tuo out of his pocket. Tuo still had his eyes closed, which showed that he was still unconscious. But its wings began to flap, as if it were getting ready to fly.
Seeing Tuo's condition reminded Angel of its condition in the Holy Mountain, which was almost exactly the same.
Could it be that there are soul beads nearby?
But it's obviously still a long way from Castle Black? Angel's head was full of questions. Seeing that Tou was about to fly, he quickly caught it.
There are all undead outside. As soon as it leaves his side, it will be discovered by the undead. It would be fine if Tuo was awake. With the speed of the undead, Tuo would never be able to catch up. But now that Tuo was in a "sleepwalking" state and knew nothing about the dangers in the outside world, Angel did not dare to let Tuo fly freely.
He could only rely on judging the direction of Tuo's flight and take Tuo there by himself.
Angel frowned when he saw the direction pointed by Qingtuo.
The direction that Tuo pointed out was not the direction of Castle Black, but turned back towards the other side of the cemetery.
The place where Angel landed was on the right side of the cemetery, but the direction pointed by Tou was on the left side. Angel recalled what he saw when he jumped off the cliff. There seemed to be nothing unusual about the cemetery on the left, and there was no mass burial pit like the one on the right. Instead, there were quite normal-looking tombstones in the cemetery.
Angel thought for a while and walked over.
If there really were soul beads, or things that were beneficial to the soul, it was impossible for him not to look at them.
The cemetery on the left is a little tidier from the right, at least there are not too many exposed coffins. Angel walked by and could still hear the crying female voice, but did not see the undead.
Many of the tombstones are empty, but some have names written on them. But these names were all written out in blood, not carved out, and many of them had been turned into blood stains by the moisture.
Looking at the different handwriting on the tombstone, a picture emerged in Angel's mind: a naked woman, while shedding bloody tears, wrote her name with her fingers in front of the tombstone resentfully.
——Could the names of these tombstones really be written by the deceased himself?
If that's the case, that would be terrifying.
Angel shuddered and continued to follow Tuo's guidance.
Finally, he stopped at a well.
This well looks ordinary from the outside, and there is no weird smell inside the well... But the appearance of a well in a cemetery is already very strange. Moreover, Angel also noticed that there was a faint magic power surrounding the well mouth. This magic power had a very strong dark nature. When the undead stepped into the vicinity, they would be "purified" by this dark magic power.
It was obviously arranged deliberately by someone.
Angel stood by the well and couldn't even hear the cries of the undead, which shows how powerful its "purification" ability is.
The strange well, the magic power to expel the undead... There are various signs that there seems to be something strange below. But the direction that Tuo pointed to was exactly down the well.
Angel eventually jumped into the well.
In less than two or three seconds, he landed on the ground. The well is dry, without any water vapor. Nearby, Angel didn't feel the malice of the undead, so he simply used the light technique.
As the light technique shines, the surrounding scenery is revealed.
The bottom of the well turned out to be a place similar to a cave, with stalactites growing like small spires on the ground. Behind the stacks of stalactites, a dark hole leading to nowhere was revealed.
The direction of the "sleepwalking" guide is exactly at the end of the cave entrance.
Angel was cautious about the unknown cave and slowly moved forward.
Before he had gone far, Angel heard low sobs again. But compared to the sob-like cries of resentment heard outside, this cry was much simpler. I felt like I was crying sincerely, without expressing any emotion.
Angel continued to walk forward. This was not a big cave. Soon he saw the end of the cave.
At the same time, he also saw the owner of the "crying sound".
A little girl in a yellow dress.
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