A Thousand Miles Away

After leaving the house, everyone followed the steep path along the mountainside for about half an hour. A large stretch of level ground suddenly appeared before them. Numerous graves had been piled up across it, and incense ash still remained beside the tombstones. Clearly, people came here to make offerings often.

"This is where the Zhang Family buries its dead. Your family is buried across from here," Zhang Tie Gong said. "We transported the bodies up from the mountain valley, placed them in coffins, and buried them in the ground. At least they have a peaceful resting place now."

Elder Sister Zhang Yao added, "Unfortunately, your family members were burned beyond recognition. We couldn't tell who was who, so we could only erect a single tombstone, and it doesn't even have any words carved on it. Let's go. We'll reach it after crossing the mountain stream ahead."

"No. We can watch over them here just as well..." A Jiu murmured as he walked to the edge of the level ground. A towering cliff lay below. Across from them was another level stretch jutting out from the mountainside, slightly lower than this one. The two sides faced each other across the stream. The burial site leaned against the mountain on one side, with empty air beneath the other. Lush grass covered the ground, and there were no large trees to block the surroundings. Anyone could tell at a glance that this was an excellent piece of land with outstanding feng shui.

Chen Xuan came up behind the siblings and immediately saw the twelve graves piled up across from them. At the very front of the graves stood a blank tombstone.

Looking farther into the mountain valley, he could vaguely make out the ruins of a residence.

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