Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 87 Imposing Memories

The memory stops here.

Xia Yuxi opened her eyes with complicated emotions.

I have to say that using [telepathy] to explore memory is much more exciting than watching a video of the quest, and it’s almost the same as being there, except that sometimes it’s a bit scary to be true.

The last picture in the memory of the deceased was the faces of Lao Zhang and Aunt Mei. Their expressions were obviously weird. They were squatting cautiously on the edge of the bed with only half of their heads exposed, as if they were secretly observing.

The smile on his face was indescribably weird, it didn't seem human at all, it was cold and numb, and seemed a little jerky.

Xia Yuxi's ability is not just as simple as viewing memories, but the core is to touch the soul, so she can clearly feel the feelings of the deceased at that time——

Doubt, fear, regret...

and disgusting.

And while she felt the same way, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, [Telepathy] should only be able to see a small part of the memory of the deceased before death, but although this memory is weird, it should not be the cause of the death of the deceased.

Otherwise, according to the memory of the deceased, even if he died, he should have died in a small village. How could the corpse appear on the path up the mountain of Zheshou Mountain?
Unless that village is in the Beast Mountain.

Her thoughts turned sharply, and she was about to let go to release the ability, but suddenly felt a huge consciousness from the corpse.

It felt like something was waking up.

at the same time.

Not far away, Bai Mo, who looked puzzled, seemed to have noticed something suddenly, his movements stopped, and the shadow under him twisted undetectably, looking in a certain direction.

The air quietly became dull, and the temperature rose slowly, like suppressed anger.

Lu Zhan was the first to realize that something was wrong, and quickly blocked Bai Mo's sight with his body.

But Xia Yuxi didn't notice anything, all her attention was on the corpse on the ground at this time, and she could feel in her heart that a brand new memory seemed to suddenly emerge from the corpse.

……but why?
A second memory popped up in the corpse's heart. She had never encountered this kind of situation before. It couldn't be a flashback, could it?

This memory came without warning, as if it appeared out of thin air. She worried that there might be a problem, so she quickly retracted her arm, not intending to continue reading the mind.

However, a strange scene appeared.

The moment Xia Yuxi reached out her hand, the corpse on the ground suddenly reached out and grabbed her, as if she wanted her to see something.

The touch is icy cold, although the strength is not strong, it is enough to make her unable to escape, and the ability continues uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Lu Zhan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and separated Xia Yuxi from the corpse in time. However, although his reaction was quick, it seemed to be too late.

Xia Yuxi had already closed her eyes, and after a short period of darkness, she saw a scene again.

……

The night is deep and the moon is high.

Under the night, the city seemed to be completely asleep. The air was dry and scorching hot. It was supposed to be a scorching summer day, but the temperature in this area was inexplicably low.

The eyes are full of ruins, broken walls and ruins everywhere, red and black are intertwined, and I don't know what is buried.

The gray mist enveloped the room area, no room showed light, and the surroundings were silent, terrifyingly quiet.

The street lamps on the street were dim and weak, and the lights seemed to be swallowed by darkness, and could only illuminate a small area.There seemed to be something floating in the continuous shadows.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a slight voice broke the silence, it sounded quite calm, but it was vigilant.

At the same time, several lights passed through the fog, and someone entered the foggy area.

A short-cut man in a strange black uniform looked back and saw the mist floating strangely, like a living thing. He took a deep breath and couldn't help clenching the dagger in his hand.

There are four people beside him, three of them are wearing the same black clothes as him, with stern faces, holding exaggerated guns, and walking steadily, as if they have received professional training.

Several people followed behind Cuntou silently, looking around vigilantly from time to time, and finally, a one-eyed man with a gun spoke, he looked at the young man in casual clothes at the end of the line, hesitantly said: "Captain, this guy Just a support staff, why did you bring him into this place?"

He glanced around with the help of a bright flashlight, but he could only see a little area clearly, and he was even more worried, "And he doesn't have a weapon yet..."

"Shut up." Cun Tou didn't turn his head, and interrupted him calmly, "Are you questioning my decision?"

"I'm the captain, just listen to me."

The man opened his mouth, but he didn't speak any more after all, and looked at the young man apologetically.

This guy is probably still a student, sorry...

The young man just lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, he didn't know if it was because of fear, or because he felt uncomfortable in this place.

"It's too quiet."

Fog does not affect vision, but it can affect light. The range of vision for a group of people is very small, and they are no different from blind people in the dark.

Suddenly, the nostrils of the young man with his head down moved.

At the same time, the inch-cut man suddenly turned his head to look in one direction as if he had discovered something, his face darkened.

"A very strong smell of blood, and a weird feeling..."

He motioned for everyone to pay attention to follow, and he kept the sharp knife in front of him, and walked forward cautiously.

Seeing the appearance of the inch-cut man, the three people behind him did not dare to be careless. They immediately became vigilant, the bullets were loaded, and the three guns were pointed in different directions.

Only the young man stood alone at the back, at a loss, with neither a weapon for self-defense nor a flashlight in his hand, and he might not even be able to escape in the dark.

However, no one cared about him, because no one can guarantee what will happen next.

"Follow me."

At this moment, the one-eyed man who had spoken for him before secretly turned his head, whispered a reminder, and then continued to remain vigilant.

The young man glanced at him, nodded, and did not speak.

In the following time, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if there was some terrible monster hidden in front of them.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and everyone finally stopped in front of a slightly complete house.

The door was not locked, and the lights were not turned on. It was dark behind the door, and it was unknown what was hidden.

Cun Tou pushed open the door without hesitation, and a bloody smell came over his face immediately.

Everyone's expressions froze, and they knew in their hearts that there might be a big problem in this room.

Cun Tou turned his back to everyone, his eyes flickered for a moment, and when he turned his head, his expression became calm. He waved to the young man and ordered in a low voice: "You, go in and find the way."

The young man raised his head suddenly, revealing an exceptionally pale face. He licked his lips and stared at the short-haired man.

In the night, Cun Tou looked at him expressionlessly.

The air seemed to freeze.

(End of this chapter)