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There are many legends about the Holy Land. Although Nawa has been guarding it for generations, he is not qualified to enter.

"My father once told me that there are countless dead souls buried there, all poor people. He only asked me to take the sacrifices and put them in them on the 15th of each month, then recite the sacrificial inscriptions and then leave. We have been in peace these past years."

Qin Qing didn't understand the situation in the Holy Land, and she didn't dare to make decisions on her own. She only asked Na Wa to take her to see the situation.

Leng Fa was a little worried, but thinking about those magic little mushrooms made him feel a little nauseous.

With an uneasy mood, Na Wa led Qin Qing and Leng Fa through the hidden water curtain cave, and wandered around various paths for a long time before slowly seeing an open space opened in the forest.

All the trees are covered with various requiem bells. Even if the wind blows, they will not tremble or make any sound.

Qin Qing stood on the outskirts of the open space, frowning slightly, making a hand gesture with her left hand, and reversed her right hand. A compass appeared in the palm of her hand, and the pointer began to beat wildly.

Seeing the strange movement, Leng Fa and Na Wa both shut up obediently and did not dare to disturb.

When Qin Qing put away the compass, she did not enter the holy land without authorization. Instead, she stood outside and bowed with great respect. She said very politely: "I disturb everyone's sleep. If you have any requests, please let me know. As long as I can do it." , there will be no shirk."

Seeing Qin Qing's actions, Leng Fa followed suit and bowed respectfully before leaving.

It wasn't until everyone returned to the wooden house again that Qin Qing explained: "Ancestor Na Wa should be an extremely gentle person..."

Hearing this, Na Wa was stunned for a moment.

She used to have a lot of complaints in her heart, why should she be this saint and stay here and not be able to leave.

What girl doesn't want to go out of the mountains and see the outside world, but Nawa is not qualified to be willful. Her father only has one daughter, so she can only become a saint and take over the inheritance of her ancestors.

But who has asked her about her wishes?

Is she willing?
But Qin Qing said that her ancestor was a very gentle person, and his gentle words soothed Nawa's bitter heart.

"The so-called holy land was once a corpse raising ground left by some people with ulterior motives. In the turbulent times of the motherland, there was no shortage of dead people. As long as all kinds of corpses were thrown into the corpse raising ground, they could be raised regardless of their birth date. Something needed.”

Corpse-raising grounds originally had extremely strict requirements, but in the war years, there was no need to carefully select them, and people continued to die every day.

As long as those dead people who have no one to collect their bodies are thrown into the corpse raising ground, there will always be a few suitable horoscopes. Even those corpses that cannot succeed will become nutrients and be eaten by other things.

In troubled times, although zombies have no sanity, they are all acquired things that are controlled by their masters.

The lowest walking zombies have no senses and will not feel pain even if they are injured. Unless they are completely torn apart, they are the most terrifying enemies on the battlefield.

Hearing this, Leng Fa asked doubtfully: "Since it is a corpse raising ground, why not just destroy it?"

It was obvious that Nawa's ancestors were not simple either. The layers of restrictions and formations were still strong after hundreds of years, which was evident.

"Because the zombies in the Holy Land are unusual. They actually give birth to bones that will not turn into bones."

After a person dies, certain parts of the body become incorruptible due to spiritual perfusion. The so-called spiritual perfusion is like a worker carrying rice because he has been using his shoulders to exert force. After his death, the area around his shoulders may not decompose, and the shoulders will not decompose. The part is called the non-transforming bone.Among those low-level zombies, the Invulnerable Bones are the strongest beings and are indestructible. There are few things in the world that can restrain them. The best way is to suppress them.

"I just did some calculations outside the holy land. The corpse raising ground has been destroyed, but there are still immortal bones. There are no restrictions. The only formation is the requiem formation..."

Qin Qing sighed leisurely when she said this. Leng Fa and Na Wa had not yet reacted, but Xiao Kairui, who was sitting outside the door, was the first to react.

"The absence of a ban means that those people didn't want to come out. They destroyed the corpse raising ground because of the lack of bones. Nawa's ancestors could only rest their souls and did not want to suppress them. So who are they?"

Xiao Kairui is known in the financial circle for his bright mind and accurate analysis. When he catches every clue, he immediately understands the relationship.

"They should be a civilian army. They passed by the corpse raising ground and ventured in when they noticed something was wrong. After the destruction, they discovered that their dead companions had undergone mutations. No one left. They kept entering and fighting, and finally the entire army was annihilated."

Ordinary humans are extremely fragile when facing these things, but humans have created countless impossibilities by relying on their flesh and blood.

Speaking of this, everyone was silent.

A militia group whose name was not even left behind died in the corpse raising ground. Perhaps because of its immortal spirit, it has been resisting the erosion of the corpse raising ground and actually gave birth to the most powerful immortal bones.

But they have not forgotten their mission, cannot come out to do evil, and are willing to be imprisoned there.

Nawa's ancestors discovered this place by chance. Unfortunately, these people had no way to solve the problem, so they could only set up a requiem array outside to reduce their pain.

There are also layers of restrictions set up around the perimeter to prevent anyone from entering by mistake.

Although Fugu has sanity, he will still crave blood and killing at certain special times. If he happens to happen to do so, he may injure innocent people.

So the former corpse-raising place became a holy place guarded by the Nawa family for generations, and no one was allowed to enter.

The sacrifices are things that keep the immortal bones awake, and the sacrifices are incantations to requiem the souls. I hope they can rest in peace and not go through these pains and sufferings in the human world.

However, zombies gather the resentment of heaven and earth and take the death energy of heaven and earth, creating unlucky creatures.

How can one's soul, which is immortal, immortal, and immortal, be abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth, and human beings and be outside the six realms of living beings?
The Immortal Bones hiding in the Holy Land are like monsters forgotten by the world. They live only in pain but have no way to die. They endure torture day and night.

"Sister Goddess, they should become heroes, they shouldn't, they shouldn't hide there without seeing the light of day, they shouldn't..."

As she talked, Na Wa broke down in tears, and all her complaints disappeared at this moment.

She guards the Tomb of Heroes but does not know the names of the heroes. She has gained a stable life through their sacrifices. She is just not qualified to see the outside world with her own eyes. What does this sacrifice mean?
My father was always silent and did not want to mention what happened in the past, maybe because he was afraid that Nawa would feel guilty.

That is a story hidden in the torrent of the times. Perhaps countless ancestors sacrificed their lives, but no name has ever been left behind to be commemorated by future generations.

But no one can forget their efforts. Those achievements are bloody pages in history. (End of chapter)