Can you do some personnel work?

"This is the cemetery of a village in the past. People in the village were buried here when they died. It's just that the number of people in the village became less and less, and no one came to look after it, so it fell into disuse."

"Occasionally, people from distant villages would bury corpses, but they didn't take care of them. Over time, they became mass graves. Normally, only my parents and relatives from some villages would occasionally come to sweep graves or something. "

Zhang Fa explained, but there was a tangled look in his eyes.

My parents also come here because their relatives with good relations are buried here, but every time I come here, I don’t see any patrolling guards. I should...you can try it!

"Are you sure you don't need to run?"

Although Lin Mo's face was tense, she was a little moved as she gradually tasted the sweetness following the team.

This dog can run faster than anyone else when something happens, and now there are so many ghosts who don't run away, so the danger is not too great...

"They are all in a state of severe trauma, and they are severely suppressed."

Qin Zheng glanced at the crowd as he spoke, and after confirming that they had no intention of withdrawing, he coughed dryly and said——

"Then what, there are so many people buried here, and many of them have no relatives to visit the graves and pay respects. It must be a lonely and helpless life down there."

"Our underworld moral model team encountered such a situation. Although we can't send all their relatives there, we can help show our hearts anyway."

"You can see that these graves have been neglected for a long time. They are messy everywhere and affect the environment. Everyone should help clean them up and pay homage to them so that the dead can rest in peace."

"Remember everything, be respectful!"

Everyone nodded one after another, and even under Zhang Fa's distribution, everyone received a broom and a shovel.

My group must clean up these poor people who have no one to worship!

Under the leadership of Qin Zheng, everyone cautiously stepped into the range of the mass grave.

Looking around, the messy graves filled with dead silence made everyone's hearts slightly chill. Even if the weather was fine, there was always an indescribable coldness here.

After Qin Zheng marked a few locations, everyone immediately strolled over, ready to be busy with their worship matters.

And Qin Zheng followed Zhang Fa to the ghost master's smashed tomb, with a subtle look on his face.

"You really didn't do this?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, if I did this, can this grave still be kept? Maybe it's a good thing like a grave for burying ghosts."

"Don't think I can't see the scratch mark in the corner."

"Hey, don't worry about these details. Can you tell if it was done by a ghost or a living person?"

Zhang Fa sneered and changed the topic to the business, at least he had to find some key evidence or something, in case the ghost would tear himself apart!

Qin Zheng didn't say anything, just frowned and looked at the information displayed by the prompt——

[Ghost Master's tomb is piled up by another ghost, it has the effect of ghost seal and healing, it is currently invalid if it is destroyed]

[It has been detected that there is a breath of a third fierce ghost on the grave. It has a very violent breath and is an extremely dangerous ghost.]

492. Immersive Experience Ghost Master's Perspective

"This ancestor, please forgive me if I offend you later. I was forced to come here by some dog. If you are dissatisfied, find Qin Zheng and Zhang Fa. They are the masterminds. ..."

Looking at the dilapidated tombstone in front of him, Lin Mo murmured godly.

After all, she bowed solemnly, and after lighting a tribute to avoid ghosts, she picked up the shovel excitedly.

Seeing the little guy's behavior of throwing the blame before making a move, Miao Sankuang rolled his eyes angrily, and then fumbled in his prison picture scroll.

After a while, she took out the human skin mask that was exactly the same as Qin Zheng's, and put it on her face silently.

Sure enough, it's still safer like this!

Su Zitu also noticed her small movements, and his eyelids twitched violently.

When did she come up with this thing? !

"Any more?"

On the contrary, Lin Mo asked enthusiastically, this thing is easy to use, although he is not tall enough, he can talk nonsense as if he is affected by the curse!

"I just made one, it's gone, and this one is quite expensive."

Miao Sankuang shook his head, when old man Qin helped him to do this, he gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for Qin Zheng's sake, the price might not be so expensive.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, it's enough to transfer the hatred.

Lin Mo curled his lips when he heard the words, how come there is only one order, this is a bit too biased, maybe it is because he is thinking of putting it on some inflatable...

As if thinking of a certain possibility, Lin Mo's eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, Miao Sankuang actually has that kind of hobby!

Also noticed the little guy's gradually weird eyes, Miao Sankuang's face darkened, and he hurriedly shouted——

"What are you thinking about! The main reason is that this face wards off evil spirits."

"Where's Zhang Fa?"

"Rejuvenate people."

"..."

"Hey, we're just listening here, please restrain your voice at least."

Listening to the three people's undisguised slander, Qin Zheng and Zhang Fa's faces turned dark.

Damn, is it really appropriate to scold yourself so openly!

Seeing that the master seemed to be holding the blame, Miao Sankuang and others fell silent immediately, and immediately shoveled up the grave with all their might.

And just when everyone was busy again, there were three people who noticed something and sneaked towards a relatively remote grave.

There is no word engraved on the tombstone in front of this lonely grave, but it gives people a sense of discomfort and ominous inexplicably.

Taking advantage of no one paying attention to his side, Yousan crazily dug up the soil in front of the tombstone, as if looking for something.

It's just that she didn't notice that Qin Zheng looked at her with a smile, as if he was looking at a qualified tool cat.

"Is there something good over there?"

"Yes, it's a finger, ghost-level, but living people can't touch it."

"Can't you go through something?"

"No, that thing is going to be revived by nourishing it here for a while, but if it is taken out by non-living things in advance, it will be damaged and gradually crash."

Qin Zheng explained, his eyes full of anticipation.

Although the finger can't be used by a living person, it's okay to have three. My clone and Lin Mo's Yan Sanqing are also fine, but it's not safe enough.

Moreover, the effect of the ghost finger is also quite terrifying, but every time it is used, it will weaken a lot until it is completely useless.

The big deal is that when there is danger in the future, just throw the three out, and use it as a strategic weapon!

Hearing this, Zhang Fa looked in Yousan's direction thoughtfully. This fat cat's sense of smell for babies is far superior to his own. Except for Qin Zheng, no one can compare to her.

However, he didn't dwell on it, and just brought the topic back to the business——

"Do you want to dig it out?"

"It's already destroyed like this, so I just dig it out to see clearly, maybe there will be other information, just be careful."

Qin Zheng reminded, first rolled up his sleeves and shoveled up the ghost's grave.

As a large piece of grave soil was thrown aside by the shovel, the eyes of the two suddenly focused.

I saw traces of blood seeping out from it, exuding a foul smell.

"Is it the blood of a ghost?!"

"Yes, but it has been abandoned. It is of no use. It can only cause some pollution to the grave."

Qin Zheng shook his head regretfully, otherwise, if he could still use it, the promotion progress of himself and Lin Mo would be greatly improved.

Zhang Fa curled his lips and could only continue to shovel the grave.

After cutting halfway through, a terrifying breath erupted out of nowhere, oppressing everyone's heartbeats to stop for a moment.

Ghost Lord's grave is like a ghost cave that has been unsealed, and something extremely terrifying may come out in the next second, which scared Lin Mo and the others to turn pale.

Qin Zheng, on the other hand, looked at the extremely damaged wooden coffin in the tomb unmoved, and gradually frowned.

In the wooden coffin, there were a lot of shocking and ferocious scratch marks, as if some ferocious ghost tried to destroy everything in the wooden coffin.

The lingering resentment still lingered in it like a curse pervasively eroding the nearest two people, causing bloodshot eyes to appear in their eyes.

"It feels like a ghost that is more dangerous than Lord Ghost, what a great hatred."

"You should be thankful that the Lord is not here, and there is still the influence of Lord Ghost here, otherwise the curse who went out to find you here will kill you without anyone noticing."

There was a chill in Qin Zheng's heart. It was difficult for his team to encounter such a ghost, what a tragic scene it would become.

Is it Master Ghost's mortal enemy, or is it a ferocious existence attracted by something?

[If the host lies directly in the coffin and stops his heartbeat for a moment in a ghostly state, he can see some afterimages]

[However, the heavy resentment of the ghost in the wooden coffin will affect the host's sanity, but it only takes a moment to get used to it, but there will be a headache for a while]

The prompt provided the corresponding information acquisition method very considerately, which made Qin Zheng's eyelids twitch slightly.

Just lie in it, you won't be directly possessed by resentment, right?

[No, due to the special nature of the host itself, even the ghosts can't erode and possess themselves, and may even injure themselves instead, but for the host, at most, they will be sick for a few days]

own particularity?

[There is too little intelligence information, and a complete announcement will not be made for the time being. Please ask the host to learn the situation from his parents as much as possible]

Qin Zheng sighed immediately when he heard the words, trying to pry out any information from those two people was no less difficult than collecting their property.

"Forget it, Zhang Fa, watch it for me, I have to lie down and take a look."

"Fuck?! Do you want to experience the ghost's perspective immersively?"

Zhang Fa looked at this guy in confusion, always feeling that if he lay down like this, he might be gone!

493 , The Ghost Lord's Vicious Past

"Grass, Qin Zheng, do you want to stop thinking about it? No matter how you look at this permeable coffin, it is easy to cause accidents if you lie in it."

Zhang Fa dissuaded him with a worried look on his face.

This coffin is not quite right, the aura already shows signs of affecting my psychology just by standing next to it, what will happen if I just lie in it?

"Don't worry, if it's really about safety, I can run faster than anyone else."

Qin Zheng curled his lips and said, without delay, he directly lay down in the coffin under Zhang Fa's horrified gaze.

The moment he lay down smoothly, Qin Zheng could feel the violent resentment eroding his body from every corner, and his body temperature dropped rapidly.

While the pupils were gradually scarlet, the vision in front of him was strangely blurred, and he couldn't even feel his own existence.

And Zhang Fa outside the grave looked at Qin Zheng's blood-red eyes that had been eroded, and his heart skipped a beat.

Nothing really happened, right? !

Feeling uneasy, he still took out a small wax figure in the shape of a human from his storage ring, and placed it quietly beside the coffin.

Not long after it was fixed, strange black blood oozed from the wax figure, and Zhang Fa was slightly relieved to see it.

The blood hadn't turned red yet, so it seemed safe.

If it turns red, Qin Zheng can only be dragged out by force.

Zhang Fa was worried, while Qin Zheng saw a very strange scene as if in a dream——

In the dark and cold sky, countless burnt paper ashes fluttered in the air like snow, exuding a desolate atmosphere.

In the extremely deserted old street, a blood-red sedan chair was carried by several rickety figures, moving forward step by step.

The whole team looked very much like the guys welcoming relatives, but there was no joyful accompaniment, and even the figures were dressed in pale mourning clothes for funerals.

The speed of the sedan chair was quite slow, as if it was carrying something extraordinarily heavy, so that shocking bloody footprints were left on the ground when those figures walked around.

Even these bloody footprints exuded a terrifying and ominous atmosphere, oppressing the entire street to become even more dead silent.

While the sedan chair was moving slowly, a gust of wind swept past in vain, blowing away the paper dust and at the same time lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.