The Vanishing Grave No. 1

Wang Ye's eyes narrowed sharply, his gaze filled with solemnity.

At the ruins of Grave No. 1, there was a shallow pit, as if something had crawled out of it.

Moreover...

There seemed to be scratch marks around the shallow pit!

Could it be that something from Grave No. 1 had escaped?

If that were the case, Wang Ye should have been able to find information when he was researching earlier, especially since the website he opened was one that ordinary people couldn't access!

Much of the information within was credible and reliable!

It was also the highest level of information Wang Ye could currently access.

Or perhaps, the secrecy surrounding whatever came out of here was so high that the website wasn't authorized to release the information!

If that were true, the situation would become complicated!

As expected, there was no way this mysterious post office would give him such a simple task.

The situation was still within Wang Ye's acceptable range, but he still needed to find Grave No. 3 as soon as possible.

Whatever secrets this Suburban Cemetery held were no longer his to explore. Wang Ye just wanted to complete the task arranged by the post office and leave here as quickly as possible.

But...

Things took a turn.

A faint sound suddenly came from Grave No. 2, so abrupt in the quiet cemetery.

Wang Ye's gaze snapped over, and he saw the tombstone trembling slightly.

Then, the terrifying crack on the tombstone seemed to deepen significantly, and the tombstone was in danger of breaking at any moment.

"Is something from Grave No. 2 also about to break out?!"

Wang Ye's expression was grave; the situation had become dangerous without him realizing it. If he couldn't find Grave No. 3 soon, he would have to retreat and figure out another way later.

Fortunately, the mysterious post office had given him a full three days.

But...

Something was wrong.

Wang Ye frowned slightly. Based on the current situation, it seemed the mysterious post office had chosen him. This meant the post office would likely evaluate him.

If that were the case, the post office wouldn't assign him an impossible task.

After all, he was just an ordinary person right now.

If they assigned a task that involved a ghost to an ordinary person, it would be too outrageous, unless the post office's initial intention was for him to die.

Wang Ye calmed down instantly, no longer paying attention to the increasingly shattered tombstone of Grave No. 2. He turned around and carefully examined his surroundings.

"No. 4."

"No. 2."

"No. 1."

"Wrong!!"

Suddenly, a guess flashed through Wang Ye's mind. He seemed to have fallen into a misconception!

Why had he assumed that the shattered ruins were Grave No. 1!

The tombstone was clearly broken, and he hadn't even read the inscriptions on the stone fragments before assuming it was Grave No. 1.

Wang Ye suddenly came to his senses, quickly took two steps forward, raised his glow stick, and sifted through the tombstone fragments.

The tombstone next to it began to shake more frequently, the cracks gradually widening, soon covering the entire tombstone. It seemed as if the tombstone would shatter in the next second, and something terrifying would break out of the ground.

"As expected!"

Wang Ye's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On a broken stone fragment, a bright red number was carved.

"2"

"As expected, this is Grave No. 2! If that's the case, then the one next to it..."

Wang Ye quickly walked to the former 'Grave No. 2' and observed it carefully.

As the tombstone shook, broken fragments of the tombstone fell to the ground. Strangely, a trickle of blood gushed from the cracks in the tombstone, gradually covering the entire monument.

The inscriptions on the tombstone were even becoming difficult to read.

"Is it afraid I'll recognize it, or..."

Wang Ye frowned slightly, took off his jacket, and wiped the bloodstains from the tombstone.

If anyone saw this scene, they would be absolutely astonished.

A bizarre cemetery, a bleeding tombstone, a calm young man, frowning as he wiped blood from the tombstone...

In this eerie place, there was a rare touch of harmony.

At some point, a blurry figure appeared behind Wang Ye, completely still.

In the darkness, the figure's eyes seemed to silently watch Wang Ye's silhouette for a long time.

The figure slowly raised its somewhat withered, pale hand.

"I knew it!"

Wang Ye couldn't help but curse under his breath. Upon closer inspection, he realized the tombstone actually read Grave No. 3.

It was just that half of the number was obscured by a diagonal crack, making it look like a '2'!

After confirming his guess, and seeing the continuously shattering tombstone and the increasingly cold environment, Wang Ye didn't hesitate. He took out the envelope, opened his lighter, and stood before the tombstone, setting the envelope ablaze!

A wisp of red smoke rose with the burning envelope, floating in mid-air towards the tombstone and enveloping it.

Soon, the great commotion within the tombstone gradually subsided, finally falling completely silent.

The red smoke also slowly dissipated.

Faintly, it seemed the cracks in the tombstone had calmed considerably, showing a tendency to heal.

Behind Wang Ye, those pale hands slowly retreated, re-concealing themselves in the darkness and disappearing.

"As expected, this is a mission even an ordinary person can complete."

"As long as one is careful and calm, they can do it."

Wang Ye muttered to himself, looking at the scene before him. Indeed, everything was as he had guessed.

"But..."

"What about Grave No. 1?"

Wang Ye's eyes held some confusion. He was certain there were no more tombstones here.

However, this place was filled with strangeness. Wang Ye suppressed his inner curiosity, put away his glow stick, and once again concealed himself in the shadows, walking towards the exit of the cemetery.

Standing at the cemetery entrance, Wang Ye glanced at the old man inside the wooden house, who was still resting with his eyes closed in the rocking chair, and sighed slightly.

Given how dangerous this cemetery was, it was fortunate the old man had survived this long.

Fortunate??

No!!!

Wang Ye's pupils contracted sharply. The entity from Grave No. 2 had already escaped earlier. How could this old man be completely unharmed!

Even the entity from Grave No. 2 had almost gotten out tonight. With such a huge commotion, why couldn't the old man hear it!

At this moment...

Inside the wooden house, the old man who had kept his eyes closed suddenly opened them and looked in Wang Ye's direction. A smile appeared on his dry, wrinkled face.

The smile was sinister and terrifying.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Wang Ye's forehead.

He swore that even in his past life, he had never felt such immense pressure from the most elite ability users looking at him.

What kind of existence was this damned old man!

Wang Ye turned and left without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

In the darkness...

On the door of the wooden house, there seemed to be a number, as if carved by a child.

'1'