The graveyard was dim and silent.
A group of people had gathered around an old grave, all staring at the tombstone before it with varying expressions.
Some were terrified and uneasy, while others were curious and expectant.
But Yang Jian let out a slight sigh of relief.
Because he sensed that the curse seemed to have taken effect. The clearest sign was that the knocking echoing through the graveyard had stopped.
"Is it over?" Sun Rui withdrew his gaze from the tombstone and looked at Yang Jian.
"I can't be sure, but it should be over. Still, it would be best to wait a little longer. If there's no knocking within five minutes—no, within three minutes—then it will prove that the ghost was successfully buried alive by the tombstone's curse."
As Yang Jian spoke, he also sensed the changes in himself.
He had just used the strange cleaver to carve words into the tombstone. It was possible that he had suffered the curse of that supernatural object, just as he had when using the cleaver before.
However.
Things seemed to have gone somewhat beyond Yang Jian's expectations.
Nothing had happened to him.
Yang Jian had not borne the cleaver's curse.
"Does merely carving words not affect the user? Or was it because the target was a tombstone, not a ghost or a living person, so the curse didn't take effect?"
His gaze shifted slightly as he weighed the matter in his mind.
Though he did not understand why, it was a good thing that he had not suffered the curse.
"It should be over. If the ghost kills by carving names, then carving a name ourselves should theoretically work as well." Li Yang looked around.
This graveyard still exuded an eerie atmosphere, but at least they could be certain that