The cemetery office was located at the top of the hillside.
Liu Di's group of four slowly walked along the cemetery's bluestone path.
The road had been swept spotless. There were many trees on both sides, yet not a single fallen leaf or blade of dead grass could be seen.
After buying the cemetery, Liu Di had arranged for Qin Changhe to manage it. Unexpectedly, Qin Changhe kept reducing the number of maintenance workers.
It was not because he wanted to take everything here for himself. He had simply taken on all the cleaning work alone through sheer diligence.
Surveillance footage appeared in Liu Di's view.
Before dawn, Qin Changhe would carry a broom and sweep the entire cemetery inch by inch, continuing until the sun hung high overhead.
At noon and in the evening, he would conduct a second and third round of cleaning. His routine was exceptionally precise.
When he returned to the office, he carried the broom over his shoulder and marched in standard military steps.
He perfectly embodied the meticulous bearing of a soldier.
Day after day, without fail.
There was nothing unusual in the footage.
But two months ago, a cloud of green mist visible only to Molecular Future had enveloped the hillside.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Gusts from the outskirts swept past rows of stone tombstones, making a sound like sobbing.
A small number of people rested beneath the tombstones.
Most of the tombstones were blank.
There were also some marked "Unknown," buried here at some unknown time and place.
Mo Yu shivered for no reason, looking around warily. "Why do I suddenly find this cemetery so eerie? I didn't feel this way when I came here before."
Mo Jiuli slowly said, "When there are ghosts in your heart, you see ghosts everywhere."
Mo Yu