Tomb

Tomb-sweeping?

Lu Yibai was a little confused.

He had joined the Night Watchmen organization for some time now, and he also had a certain understanding of the organization's scope of operations.

Any events related to "demons, monsters, ghosts, and phantoms" inevitably involved the presence of the Night Watchmen.

You might think there were no Night Watchmen around you, but you would be entirely mistaken; they hid in every corner of the city, acting as the lonely watchers in the dark.

Nowadays, the state strongly promoted public cemeteries, and as places where dead people gathered in swarms, cemeteries actually carried very heavy ghost and Yin energy.

To be honest, things like demons and monsters were somewhat manageable; those low-tier demons and monsters simply stood no chance against a handgun, but ghosts and phantoms were different.

Relying on high-tech to kill ghosts?

It was not to say that fierce ghosts and vengeful ghosts frequently appeared in cemeteries, but due to the heavy yin and ghost energy, it was extremely easy to generate things like ghost sha.

Such things generally had no consciousness and fell into the category of low-tier ghosts, but they would subconsciously absorb the nearby Yin and ghost energy.

Most of the yin and ghost energy in graveyards came from corpses or ashes; surely people couldn't be allowed to have no peace even after death because they were being haunted by ghost sha?

Consequently, cemeteries had become a training ground arranged by the Night Watchmen organization for newcomers.

Of course, some special, large tombs were guarded by powerful Night Watchmen.

According to Ji Dekeng, this kind of trial ground was in high demand and originally wouldn't have fallen to Lu Yibai; he had used his connections to forcibly cut him in line.

Lu Yibai: "..."

It felt just like exercise workbooks running out of stock, and then your head teacher told you: Don't worry, I have connections.

You really care about me so much, it's enough to move a person to tears.

"Pack up, you can set off now," Ji Dekeng said.

Lu Yibai's mouth twitched. Was he in that much of a hurry?

Under normal circumstances, graveyard guard training took seven days as a cycle, which wasn't long, but he still needed to bring some daily necessities.

Ye Yiyi was a diligent little maid who volunteered to help Boss Lu pack his luggage.

Carrying a large backpack, Lu Yibai came to the first floor of the bar and picked up the Lion Umbrella.

With the Lion Umbrella, which possessed extremely heavy Yang energy, in hand, there shouldn't be any danger; he could just treat it as going to broaden his horizons.

Standing under the old locust tree by the bar's entrance, Lu Yibai quietly waited for a taxi.

Same as always, every time he stood beside the old locust tree, Boss Lu always felt an exceptional peace within his heart.

Lin Xiaoqi and Ye Yiyi leaned against the second-floor window, watching Boss Lu's figure.

The late autumn night breeze blew past, causing the branches and leaves of the old locust tree to rustle and sending many leaves drifting down.

At the very top of the old locust tree, a leaf fell with the wind, drifting extremely slowly, just like a butterfly hovering and dancing in the wind.

Its color was somewhat deeper than the other fallen leaves, though one wouldn't notice unless looking closely.

This leaf drifted and drifted, and then with a swoosh—it rapidly darted into Lu Yibai's trouser pocket.

This entire scene fell into Lin Xiaoqi's eyes.

Looking at the old locust tree, which was much taller than the second floor of the bar, she said, "You seem to really like the boss?"

Hearing this, Ye Yiyi mistakenly thought Lin Xiaoqi was talking about her. Her face flushed red as she said, "Sister Xiaoqi, don't talk nonsense. Although the boss is very handsome, has a great figure, is rich, and is very devoted to us, but, but I'm a demon... Sob sob sob! You're so mean, sob sob sob!"

Ye Yiyi, whose acting skills were fully on display, added drama for herself once again.

In the night breeze, the branches and leaves of the old locust tree swayed with the wind, just like it was shaking its head, and it was hard to tell whether it was nodding or shaking it.

Lu Yibai took a taxi and arrived at the largest public cemetery area in Crow City.

As soon as the taxi driver dropped him off, he quickly drove away.

Coming to a public cemetery in the middle of the night, who knew what this young man was up to.

An old man was already waiting for him at the entrance of the cemetery. The old man glanced at him a few times without speaking, simply opening the cemetery gates quietly.

Then, he walked back to his guard room of his own accord.

Crow City news reports had stated that the old man was mute.

The old man had guarded this cemetery for over thirty years.

Thirty years, to many people, counted as the greater half of a lifetime.

He guarded the peace of these deceased souls after death.

Lu Yibai sensed slightly; the old man was an ordinary human, but who could say he wasn't a Night Watchmen of this city?

It was the middle of the night, and the cemetery was dead silent; even the sound of his own footsteps treading on the fallen leaves on the ground was clearly audible.

The Yin and ghost energy really is heavy, Lu Yibai thought to himself.

In the past, he couldn't sense these profound and elusive things, but ever since he pushed open the gates of the new world, the entire world seemed to have turned upside down.

He prepared to wander around blindly first to familiarize himself with the terrain.

Coming to a public cemetery to get familiar with the terrain—it was clear Boss Lu's nerves really were thick.

Things like ghost sha formed randomly, and goodness knew when and where they would pop out from.

The cemetery guarding time was only a week; some Night Watchmen newcomers might encounter a few ghost sha every day, while others might not run into a single one, turning it into blowing cold wind in the cemetery for seven days.

It was hard to say whether this counted as good luck or bad luck.

After wandering around blindly for a circle, Lu Yibai walked with familiar ease toward a certain spot in the cemetery.

He wasn't very familiar with the cemetery as a whole, but he was very familiar with a certain spot within it.

"Dad, I've come to see you." Lu Yibai squatted in front of the gravestone and said quietly.

Inscribed on the gravestone was the name of Lu Yibai's old man, Lu Shan.

It had already been some time since the old man passed away.

He squatted beside the gravestone, rambling on about his experiences over this period of time, starting from the day he accidentally ran into Ji Dekeng and then stepped into the Answer Bar.

He could find no one to confide these experiences to, because the Night Watchmen had to keep things secret from ordinary people; he could only speak to his deceased old man.

"Dad, I've opened a bar now too. Although it's a bit different from what we planned before, I really am a bar owner now..."

Lu Yibai talked for a long, long time, but unfortunately, he would never get a response.

This couldn't help but make Lu Yibai recall a certain passage.

He watched the nurse carry me out of the delivery room, back then I was crying and he was smiling;

I watched him get tucked into a coffin, this time I was crying, but he no longer paid me any mind.

He still remembered when the old man had just passed away, Lu Yibai had flipped through his past chat history with the old man.

When he was away attending college, the most frequent thing the old man sent him was "Is your living allowance still enough?"

The old man wouldn't say things like "It's getting cold, wear more clothes"; he would only say "Today's weather forecast for your side shows the temperature isn't high, it's a bit cold."

A man acting as both father and mother must have had a very hard time.

This frustrating, fickle world...

(ps: First release. Seeking recommendation votes)