Volume 1 Chapter 278 Cemetery

Chapter 278 Cemetery

Shocked or confused, Zhang Pa secretly left the forest and headed further away to avoid alerting the fishmen. After walking for more than two days, he was fortunately confused in the forest that was the same everywhere. Although he could return to the fields and shallow wells by marking with magic, what would happen even if he went back? The passage connecting to the outside world had disappeared. Long Danzi said that they came in a group of people, and some of them could still escape. It was really a bit of shit luck. Zhang Pa was very unbalanced and resentful.

The forest was so big and boundless. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed. Zhang Pa was just shuttling in the forest and avoiding the monsters that attacked him bravely every day. This situation continued until now. There were dull drum sounds, mournful sounds, and messy footsteps coming from the front.

Following the sound, he climbed up a tall tree to check and saw more than a hundred people walking on a winding path in the forest. The people in front were beating leather drums, and some fishmen were carrying a simple stretcher. On it lay a skinny fishman, motionless as if dead. Some of the people carrying the stretcher were sobbing non-stop, and some of the pedestrians behind were crying loudly, as if they were mourning a funeral.

Zhang Pa was curious, so he followed carefully in the forest. The path in the forest was long and winding. After half a day, the team turned into a fork road and walked for another hour. A huge valley appeared in front of them. From a distance, the valley was white and shining, and it was unclear what it was. As the distance got closer, Zhang Pa was surprised to find that the piles of white objects were all bones, as transparent as white jade and as bright as silver. Each one was very complete, and there was a huge white light bead as big as a fist in the skull.

The funeral team walked into the valley, and someone carried the body on the stretcher into the pile of bones, and then knelt down to say goodbye. The miserable and sad cries were heard, and Zhang Pa felt very uncomfortable.

These people tossed for more than half an hour before they left one after another in sobbing. The valley slowly returned to calm, but the black body looked particularly abrupt among the white bones.

Zhang Pa stayed in the forest for a while longer, and only ran out of the woods and into the valley after confirming that all the fishmen had left. The valley was very large, with no end in sight. On both sides were high mountains with thousands of blades. The valley was full of corpses. I think this is where the fishmen were buried.

After carefully looking at a few corpses, I knew they were not ordinary things without touching them. Not to mention the monsters from the outside world, even the monster bones in the Dead Bone Forest could not be compared with them. They were definitely treasures for refining weapons. What's more, there was a spiritual bead as big as a fist in the skull. To exaggerate, even a blind man could see that it was unusual.

Zhang Pa was a little moved, and wanted to take it away, but he couldn't bear it. Although the fish-headed monsters looked strange, they were at least similar to humans and could barely be considered a kind of human. It was a bit disrespectful to take their corpses to refine weapons. Why bother with their bones when they were dead? Just as he was hesitating, an old and low voice sounded in his ears: "After all, you found me here, alas."

Zhang Pa jumped up in fear and looked around: "Who, who is talking?" There was no grass or trees in the valley, and there was nothing else except the bones. He looked around but couldn't find the person who was talking.

The old voice sounded again, weakly coughing: "Ahem, are people greedy?"

Zhang Pa turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. Among the bones lay the black and thin corpse that had just been delivered. Could it be that the corpse was talking? Could it be that it was resurrected? He carefully moved a few steps over and said: "Are you talking?"

"It's me, cough." The voice was weak and the words were as thin as silk. The lips touched slightly. It was indeed the corpse that was talking.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhang Pa approached carefully with a black iron knife in one hand and a calming bead in the other. Whether you are a human or a ghost, there is a way to deal with you.

The corpse spoke again: "I'm not dead yet, but I'll be dead soon."

Knowing that he was still alive, Zhang Pa put away the calming beads, held the two knives and asked: "If you're not dead, they will send you to the grave?"

The old fish man propped up his upper body with his arms and said: "Put away the knives, I'm dying soon, don't be afraid."

"It's strange if I'm not afraid of seeing a zombie." Zhang Pa said in his heart, and took a closer look at the old fish man. He was indeed in a terminal state, with a thin body and skin and bones connected together. He exhaled more than inhaled, and it was estimated that he could not hold on for a while. He put away the hard iron knife and asked: "You are not dead yet, why did they send you here?"

The old man did not answer him but talked about something else: "Young man, let's discuss it. The bones in the Bone Valley are the remains of our ancestors. Can you take less or no bones? My old bones don't matter. When I die, if you like them, just take them." He said the sentence in eight parts, his face flushed with pain, and he was anxious but helpless.

Zhang Pa also blushed a little, whispered: "No, I won't take it at all."

The old fishman didn't believe it: "I am dying, why do you lie to me."

Zhang Pa saw that he was too tired to talk, and he might die before he finished the sentence, so he took out a life pill and threw it into his mouth: "Eat it, it's not poison."

The life pill melted in his mouth, mixed with saliva and went down his throat. In a moment, the old fishman was radiant and refreshed, no longer looking old and dying. He sat up and said: "What kind of medicine is this? It's amazing."

Seeing the fishman recover, Zhang Pa felt that he was reckless. What if he recovered his strength and went against him?

The old fishman knew what Zhang Pa was thinking, and whispered: "Today is my deadline. I can't make it to the night anyway. Don't be afraid, young man, I'm going to die, how can I think about other things, and even if I want to, I have to have the ability to do it." He raised his hand and pointed to his head: "Before the tribe dies, they will send all their cultivation into the spiritual beads in their brains, and then wait quietly for death. I am waiting to die now."

The old man said it clearly, I am harmless now, you can talk to me casually. Zhang Pa blushed a little, and asked for the third time: "Why did you send you here so early?"

The old man explained calmly: "This is called the Dead Bone Forest, naturally there are the most bones and trees, there are many valleys in the forest, most of which are cemeteries where the tribe members place their bones, called Bone Valley, and some places are filled with bones of monsters. The rules passed down by the tribe for tens of thousands of years, when the deadline comes, disperse the power and enter the Bone Valley to wait for death, no one can disobey." The old man pointed to the bones around: "They are like this, so am I." The voice was open-minded, and he didn't care about life and death.

Zhang Pa thought: "Emotional monsters also have human touch."

The old man continued: "Little brother, I know that you cultivators always miss the treasures here, but in addition to these bones, there are many spiritual herbs and materials. There is no need to disturb the souls of our ancestors and prevent them from resting. I tell you, follow this road, about a day's journey, there are many stone houses, among which there are medicinal gardens, you can steal and pick some."

"Are you teaching me how to steal things from your house?" Zhang Pa said in surprise.

"As long as you don't disturb our ancestors, it doesn't matter if you take some herbs." The old fishman said calmly.