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To be honest, I didn't notice anything unusual at all.
After walking for so long, my only feeling was—cold!
It was truly freezing here, the kind of chill that penetrates to the bone. Walking down this long street littered with white bones gave me a particularly eerie sensation.
The eerie energy was overwhelming.
However, Bear Big is a descendant of the Unloading Mountain Brute. This lineage is known for their keen sense of smell; it is said that they can tell the era of a tomb just by sniffing its soil, far better than a dog's nose. The scents he can detect may not be perceivable to us. Bear Big is his nickname, and he has a brother named Bear Two, who was tragically bitten to death by Zongzi during an expedition into a tomb!
One thing is certain: since Bear Big spoke up, there’s no doubt about it. Once he starts climbing mountains and opening coffins at night, it would be strange if he couldn’t smell the stench of decay!
Human nature can be quite peculiar; as the old saying goes, one can grow accustomed to the stench of dried fish in a shop without noticing it. Yet, some scents that are frequently encountered can become exceptionally sensitive to us—perhaps this is what makes it professional!
Could it be that someone died here recently? And that the body has already decomposed?
Who could it have been?
I felt a bit uneasy inside.
“Don’t mind your own business, don’t stop, just keep moving forward!”
At that moment, Ghost Granny, who was leading the way, exuded an aura of ominous energy. Her steps were incredibly steady, radiating the presence of a formidable expert. After hearing Bear Big's words, she barked without looking back: “Stay focused on your path! Keep your mindset in check; don’t let fear take hold. If something is stirring behind you, don’t turn around—just pretend it doesn’t exist. I’m warning you now: this place is not forgiving. If you get targeted because you’re hesitating, don’t blame me for not saving you. In this godforsaken place, you’ll barely have time to save yourself!”
At this point, Ghost Granny cast a glance at me: “Child, I suggest you refrain from harboring any Killing Intent; it might scare your heart to death!”
I rolled my eyes but remained silent; however, I couldn’t help but think—who among us isn’t an old hand dealing with Mountain Spirits and Yin People? It would be quite a joke if someone actually died from fright!
“Old lady, we can’t avoid this!”
Bear Big grimaced and chimed in, "The stench of death is right ahead of us. If we keep walking down this street, we're bound to run into it!"
After a pause, Bear Big shifted the conversation and tentatively suggested, "How about we change streets? Running into a corpse right after entering feels unlucky!"
It was clear that Bear Big seemed a bit frightened.
But Ghost Granny was also being overly cautious. Why couldn't she just state things plainly? Everyone here had seen Evil Spirits devouring people and corpses rising from the dead. Acting all mysterious only made everyone uneasy!
"We're not changing streets; we're going this way! Whatever we encounter, ignore it and keep moving forward as if you didn't see anything," Ghost Granny declared.
She paused for a moment, then kicked off her layered shoes and strode ahead confidently. "Changing streets would be more troublesome; there would be even more!"
Throughout this exchange, Zhengyang remained silent. When Ghost Granny moved, he followed; when she stopped, he halted, offering no opinions at all. His attitude was somewhat intriguing. I pondered that this place must indeed be quite eerie, so it was better to be cautious—speak less, act more, and just follow along!
Since entering this line of work, my deepest realization has been: if you don't meddle, you generally won't die; if you're not curious, you usually won't die; but if you meddle and are curious, you're bound to die! It's just a matter of dying early or late.
Perhaps sharing the same mindset, aside from Bear Big and Saint Void Child, everyone else remained quiet, quietly trailing behind us. The only sounds were the occasional crunch of bones beneath our feet.
After walking nearly a kilometer, we suddenly found ourselves in an open area. We passed through dense ruins and arrived at an empty square. The square was also littered with Bones—likely many had perished when Atlantis sank.
Upon reaching this spot, even without Bear Big's input, I could smell it!
It was the stench of decay—specifically the odor of freshly rotting corpses. I recognized that smell well; it was undoubtedly emanating from the square. I focused intently on the area and indeed saw several dark shadows intertwined with the piles of white bones—it was clearly a few corpses.
I wanted to find out who had died here, so my steps involuntarily quickened. In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, I reached the spot. However, upon seeing those corpses, even my nerves—hardened by this line of work—almost gave way.
There were about seven or eight bodies clad in camouflage uniforms stacked together in an extremely twisted and unnatural position. They looked like they had been dead for some time—at least six days or more. The bodies not only emitted a foul stench but also displayed signs of having been gnawed upon. Despite their grotesque forms, it was still evident that their eyes were wide open as if they had witnessed something horrifying before their deaths. Most importantly—every soft part of these corpses had been completely devoured, leaving clear bite marks!
We retched violently, emptying our stomachs as if a storm had swept through.
The body parts scattered around were all missing, and there were still some bloodstains that hadn't dried up nearby. In short, the scene was horrifying; one could clearly see entire skeletons. It was evident that the number of people who had died here was not limited to the seven or eight corpses before us—there were likely many more, though those had been completely devoured.
It must have been something that hunted them down and treated them as food!
"Is it another group of people?" I thought to myself. "It seems their luck wasn't very good; they lost so many here, and I wonder if they suffered total annihilation."
"Clearly, they are all done for."
However, up until now, I had finally seen this group of people I had only heard about before. Soon enough, we would confront them, and only then would we truly learn the name of their organization!
Bear Big chuckled bitterly and shrugged. "If they hadn't been wiped out, although some died, at least they took down the monsters that wanted to eat them. But now—it's obvious that monster is still around because... I can smell it. The stench of decay mixed with the smell of blood and something akin to cave-dwelling creatures. In short, it's definitely not human!"
"Enough with the nonsense!"
At that moment, Ghost Granny shouted fiercely, glaring at us all. "What’s wrong with you kids? If I let you go, you should hurry up and leave; if you take too long, you might not be able to escape!"
"Listen to the elder!"
Zhengyang frowned as well and turned to us. "It hasn't harmed us."
"The key point is, we can't leave!"
Bear Big refused to listen, looking up and saying, "That smell is getting stronger; whatever it is is coming our way!"
"No way!"
Ghost Granny waved her hand. "When soldiers come, we fight; when water comes, we block. Let's go!"
With that, Ghost Granny turned and walked away, moving with a speed that made it hard to believe she was an old woman—she was practically a long-distance runner.
After being scolded repeatedly by Ghost Granny, coupled with Zhengyang's strange demeanor, we realized that things might really be serious. Even these two formidable individuals seemed wary, clearly indicating that the situation was quite tricky. We could only suppress our unease and follow along with determination.
In the blink of an eye, we had crossed the square and entered the ruins. The street became narrower as we moved deeper; the buildings grew denser, and the path shrank to about three or four meters wide.
It was at this moment that the air around us suddenly turned foul. What was it? A mix of a fishy smell—a very peculiar stench reminiscent of rats that had been living in caves for years. It wasn't overwhelming, but I could smell it distinctly.
This odor must be from Bear Big's monster!
"Thud!"
Ghost Granny, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped. She pulled out her pipe and took a puff before letting out a light sigh. "Looks like we've got an unexpected visitor—Cheng Yaojin's Battle Axe has appeared out of nowhere. It seems we won't be able to leave this time. People really think they can bully an old lady just because she's aged."
With that, Ghost Granny abruptly turned her head, narrowing her eyes as she stared at a building beside her. Her dark eyes became even more ominous in that instant...
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