The Cenotaph

Seeing such a strange and unexplainable situation, Liu Haoyu took out his phone from his pocket, confirmed his location, and said.

"We're on a hill on the east side of Jiangquan City."

"Huh?"

Having just emerged from the tomb, Deng Xiaolin was a bit nervous. She shrunk behind Liu Haoyu and asked confusedly.

"East side? I remember your house was on the west side."

The haunted house was… a full sixty kilometers away from here.

This meant that during the time the two of them were exploring the first-floor corridor of the haunted house, they had instantly teleported sixty kilometers?

What in the world was going on?

This was also the first time Liu Haoyu had encountered something so absurd. He reconfirmed the time.

It was now 12:13 AM. He and Deng Xiaolin had left the bedroom at 10 minutes past midnight.

They then entered the pitch-black corridor on the first floor and pursued for three minutes.

When they could see clearly again, they had arrived on a hill sixty kilometers away.

To figure out what had happened, Liu Haoyu took out the Black Book.

He found a blank page and was about to write down his questions when the Black Book preemptively displayed lines of blood-red text.

"This is a supernatural event never recorded from ancient times to the present. The Fierce Ghost's power is beyond imagination."

"Even you, right now, understand the horror you are facing."

"Do not attempt to take shortcuts. Your task is to gradually uncover the mystery of the haunted house by following the existing clues."

"Investigate the truth behind the deaths of Zhu Xingxue and his family of three, who are among the culprits, as soon as possible."

"Lastly, a word of advice: the Fierce Ghost in the haunted house is by no means benevolent. Stay vigilant at all times."

"This teleportation was precisely her warning to you two for moving around inside the house."

Liu Haoyu frowned.

Was this teleportation really caused by Qin Liu?

Although the possibility was high, after all, she had been desperately hoping he would leave the house quickly.

But the question was… if she could really perform supernatural feats of this magnitude, why would she hide it and not use it?

"Brother Hao?" While Liu Haoyu was thinking, Deng Xiaolin asked weakly, "What should we do now? Should we go back to Jiangquan City?"

Under normal circumstances, returning to Jiangquan City would be the best option.

Liu Haoyu looked at the tomb behind him. It was a very, very old cenotaph, with no names on it, just sitting there alone.

The weeds had even covered the entrance. If he hadn't just come out of this opening, he probably wouldn't have known that this was an entrance to a tomb.

"Uh… Brother Hao, you don't want to go in and take a look, do you? I don't think we'll be teleported back to your house if we go in."

"Of course, I know we won't be teleported back."

Liu Haoyu said thoughtfully.

"But I think we still need to go in and take a look."

"Ugh…"

Deng Xiaolin let out a mournful sound.

She was already scared to death by Qin Liu, and then they had inexplicably ended up in this desolate place.

Now, Liu Haoyu even wanted to go in and take a look.

Under the combined effects of multiple buffs, her desire to explore and curiosity about ghosts had long since vanished.

Deng Xiaolin was now homesick.

She even missed her grandfather, who always had a stern face at home.

Seeing the fear in Deng Xiaolin's eyes, Liu Haoyu said.

"Do you want me to send you back first?"

"No, no, it's too much trouble to go back and forth. Since Brother Hao wants to go in so badly, then… I'll accompany you."

"Okay."

Seeing Deng Xiaolin's persistence, Liu Haoyu didn't say anything more. He turned on his flashlight again and re-entered the passage through the tomb's entrance.

However, unlike when they first arrived, this time, after the two of them went in, the flashlight's beam could illuminate the situation inside the tomb passage.

When they first arrived, no matter how the flashlight shone, it was pitch black.

Now, at least they could see the path.

"It seems… not as scary as I imagined."

Perhaps it was human nature and instinct. When people are in groups, they generally don't feel much fear.

Just like in many horror movies, to create scary scenes, the filmmakers liked to have characters walk alone in very frightening and dangerous places.

When three or four people appeared together, this bone-chilling feeling would disappear a lot.

This was exactly Deng Xiaolin's situation now.

She began to boldly observe the situation in the tomb passage and said softly with a touch of emotion.

"Is this really a cenotaph? Why is the area below so large?"

"No one knows, and it seems like no one has entered this tomb passage for a very, very long time."

"Normally, people wouldn't dare to enter such a place, right? What if some red-haired zombie pops out?"

Deng Xiaolin nervously watched the situation inside the tomb passage, but Liu Haoyu shook his head and said.

"There's no obvious resentment in the tomb, so the chance of encountering a ghost is not high. Besides, can't you see ghosts? What's there to be afraid of?"

"That's one thing at a time!"

Deng Xiaolin immediately retorted.

"Think about it, if you encountered a solitary coffin in a place like this, and after approaching it, it slowly opened... wouldn't that be terrifying?"

"Terrifying? Just nail it shut then."

Liu Haoyu shot back, leaving Deng Xiaolin speechless.

As they spoke, the two did not forget to observe the situation inside the tomb passage.

Especially Liu Haoyu, as someone who caught ghosts, he naturally couldn't miss any clues.

The interior of this tomb passage lacked any grand decorations, but from the scattered porcelain pieces on the ground, it was clear that the owner of this cenotaph must have been someone with a bit of wealth in life.

For some unknown reason, they ended up with no remains, only a cenotaph.

Liu Haoyu picked up a shard of porcelain from the ground and looking at the traces of old age on it, couldn't help but sigh.

"If only these porcelain pieces were all intact..."

"What? Brother Hao, do you want to rob graves to make big money?"

Deng Xiaolin was also in a playful mood by now.

To this, Liu Haoyu said solemnly.

"How could I? As a five-star good citizen, how could I possibly trade national cultural relics?"

"Heh heh~"

Deng Xiaolin looked completely unconvinced.

As the two chatted, the tomb passage finally reached its end.

To have such a long tomb passage, this could absolutely not be an ordinary cenotaph.

Thus, with a heavy heart, Liu Haoyu slowly pushed open the door.

Amidst the choking dust, the two finally managed to enter the tomb chamber.

However, there was no coffin or any treasure in the tomb chamber.

There was only a solitary memorial tablet placed in the center of the room.

Although covered in dust, blurring the birth and death dates and other inscriptions, Liu Haoyu still saw a line of text in the very center.

"Tomb of Qin Liu."