Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 214 Entrance
"Mr. Kraft, I understand that you need some leisure time to rest, but are you really sure this is our destination today?"

"Why, what's the problem?" Kraft changed into normal clothes, enjoying the rare fresh outdoor air. "It's reasonable to visit more ancient sites in Dunling once in a while."

Kupu glanced at the wasteland covered by weeds at a height of half a person, and there were few visitors hurrying by, carrying tools for digging and digging stones, and carrying heavy objects wrapped in cloth strips, "That's right, Does Dr. David know that you have spent half a day out of the clinic to visit the cemetery?"

"It's okay, I told him, don't do anything if you're not sure, and wait for me to deal with it." This is a small step for David, but also a big step for David to take on a heavy responsibility.If the latter performs well, it is entirely possible that the society will add a peripheral member.

And Kraft has been working intensively and teaching for a whole week. If he hadn't mentioned it out of curiosity, he might have remembered that he had to wait until next month.

They are in a rare open space in the suburbs, about half a city distance from David Clinic, and the old city where the university is located is farther away.The expanding urban area intentionally stopped at a certain boundary, forming a huge gap around it, and even the streets did not meet the broken paths in the wild grass.

The coachman of the university was unwilling to continue to approach after being sent to the periphery, and politely dissuaded the two guests from thinking about it, saying that those souls who died of uncleanness were difficult to be accepted anywhere, and most of them wandered here.

"I think you are probably someone who wouldn't jump up because of two bones. In fact, this is indeed a historic site. Look at our feet, it should be some years old."

Even if it is cut badly by the arching of plant roots, it can still be seen that the broken pavement is a structure cut and paved with stone materials, and it should be better than the road condition in the urban area when it is complete.

It is roughly located underground, on a corner of the rock, the traces of artificial trimming are finally broken, obliterated like a natural creation, only from the scattered positions of the piles, combined with the same decadent road, it can be seen that there used to be a lot of buildings here group.

Even if it takes only a few decades, the soil will not be able to swallow up such a large stone building, most of which are leftovers from earlier eras.

The special purpose made the local residents refuse to build new buildings on the foundation of the previous generation, and even did not use the stones that were close at hand, as if they subconsciously believed that these most rigid and powerful inanimate objects would also be affected by the invisible epidemic. Infect.

So these things just lay there until their original purpose was unknown.

The two found the entrance on the low stone wall with doubtful practicality, and a hut made of leftover wood planks. The most formal thing was the holy emblem that was not enshrined, but hung outside the door.

The old cemetery keeper with dry and disheveled hair sat on the wooden bench at the door, gnawed a handful of fruits with more pits than flesh, and casually threw the pits into the sewer next to him.Seeing two people who didn't seem to be here to engage in normal funeral affairs, the normal eye with only one left became vigilant.

It seems that even the most hated places are still under the control of the Church.The degree of control may not be reliable, but at least it clearly reflects a meaning that cemeteries are not illegal places.

That kind of staring really made Kraft uncomfortable, like the security guard at the school gate, who can distinguish teachers, students from this school, students from other schools, or social idlers mixed in through intuition formed by some experience.

"Hello, we are with the one in front." Kraft tried to get away with it, pointing at a group of people who had just passed by.

The old man guarding the tomb moved the chair to the middle of the road and sat down, blocking the way. He didn't understand why the other party didn't just jump over the wall. "Except for those who collect corpses, even the relatives of the dead may not follow in, are you?"

"Well, we are actually from the medical school, and we hope to investigate the number of people who died of tuberculosis in Dunling, which may help to improve the understanding of the local prevalence of this disease."

"Oh, that's right!" He blinked, and even the one with the pale and cloudy pupils showed a clear look, and then refused without hesitation for a second, "No."

"why?"

The rusty shovel slammed heavily on the ground, showing the attitude of the gravekeeper—why do you say?
Kraft realized that things were probably really difficult to explain, and instead tried some communication methods that were easier to open the gap of understanding between people, "For the sake of the heavenly Father, I hope that I can help these poor people die. A little material help is provided in the upkeep of the dwelling."

"Do you know where that is?"

Looking in the direction pointed by the dust-covered finger, you can see a spire not far away that is higher than the average level, clearly showing its identity, "Believe me, people from the court sometimes come here Visit the nearby church."

"I think six silver coins should be a good price."

"Sir, no matter what your origin is, it is delusional to use silver coins to insult my belief in Heavenly Father." The old man glanced at the holy emblem hanging on the door of the shed, perhaps it is easier to do so in positions that especially need spiritual protection. Produce steadfast believers.

"I'm not talking about black silver coins."

"Neither"

"Seven, this is enough for you to change to a new holy emblem handled by the priest, it's better than this thing." Some inexplicable slight itching, like someone holding a strand of hair to brush the hair on the back of the neck, increasing the hot flashes brought by the weather The sense of irritability and weariness of patience made Kraft instinctively want to end this negotiation as soon as possible and leave.

The hand holding the shovel loosened, and the grave guard felt that the seat surface seemed a little hot, "You make me difficult."

"No, I'll change places."

"I don't want to see someone blatantly bring something out of the main entrance." After receiving the small object with a pleasant metallic sound, he got up and moved the chair to sit aside, "Also, have you brought a fire?"

This makes people suspect that the other party's two eyes have lost their functions, and they can no longer tell day and night. "Fire?"

"Forget it, just treat it as a bonus. If you don't dare to go down later, remember to return it." A blackened lantern was stuffed into Kraft's hand, and the gravekeeper kindly helped to light the fire without even asking must be returned.

Kraft had no intention of lingering at the door, thanked the other party for the gift, and quickly chased the mourner in front of him with only his back.

Inside the dispensable walls of the cemetery, the environment is basically the same as the outside. There is no upturned new soil, buried objects exposed by rainwater, tall grass and a few remains with hidden carvings are still the theme here.

Obviously, trying to break ground here without wasting a few tools may be difficult, and it is impossible to accommodate a large number of victims of infectious diseases in a limited area.

Following the cleared road, the questions were quickly answered, and they understood the purpose of the lantern given by the gravekeeper.

The half-buried stone arches are embedded in the ground mixed with soil and rocks, and the deep feldspar spirals down to the inaccessible place. The firelight of footsteps disappears at the corner, and the tightly wrapped human figure disappears from the field of vision.

The reason why only one cemetery is arranged in such a large place has been found. This is not the cemetery itself, but the entrance.

The catacombs that were used to dispose of the uncounted dead in past plagues have not faded away from memory;

"Kup, let me confirm again, you are not afraid of bones, are you?"

"I'm more afraid that when they are written on paper, they are scarier than when they move." Kupu patted the hammer hanging on his waist. If a moving bone frame appeared in front of him now, he felt that he should be able to keep up with it. It communicates the learning outcomes.

"Very well, you go back with the lamp." Before stepping on the stairs, Kraft looked back at the way he came for the last time, frowning in confusion.

【Always feel uncomfortable】

He stood there for a while, trying to identify the source of the discomfort, but found nothing, and the feeling disappeared at a certain moment.

"Mr. Kraft, is that something?"

"No, it's not like, maybe it's just a sign of cervical spondylosis, let's go down."

(End of this chapter)