Phthisis Ghost

Old Man Sun's story came to an end.

Actually, just like every other region in the country, Human Head Mountain might have a frightening name, but there really weren't that many strange stories to tell.

With his seventy years of life experience, Old Man Sun could only dig up these few incidents from his memory.

If it had been some younger people, they probably wouldn't have been able to tell even one story.

They walked through the cave for another ten-odd minutes.

The Stone Slab Road beneath their feet suddenly became uneven. Blurry writing began appearing across the path, while its shape changed from small squares into rectangular blocks.

Jiang Qiao was very familiar with this thing.

Tombstones!

At this point, the road had actually turned into a patchwork of tombstones!

From time to time, some dark objects were stuck in the gaps between the tombstones. After Jiang Qiao picked them up, he found that they were wooden lucky beads and bamboo pieces carved with the Chinese zodiac.

They seemed to be all kinds of Auspicious Mascots worn on the body.

However, because of their age and the damp environment inside the cave, they crumbled into a layer of residue with the slightest rub between his fingers.

They continued another hundred or so meters.

Coffins began appearing on both sides of the road, placed against the rock walls.

Some were half-embedded in the rock, with only half of the coffin body exposed. Others rested on wooden frames, taking the form of suspended coffins.

Still others were hung up with thick Hemp Ropes, with a copper basin placed beneath them.

He had no idea what purpose that served.

Some of the coffins were sealed tight, while others had been opened halfway, revealing the skeletons inside.

"Why are there so many coffins?"