365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
A Very Many Graves

The low area in front was an open space. Because the topography was too low, the fog that was there had still not disappeared.

As soon as the sun shone, the mist slowly began to dissipate. Then, it faintly began to look like there were many buildings, like a primitive village!

In my heart was thinking, is this a large tribe in the Northern part of the snow mountains?

But, after being observed back, arguably not too big either.

However, however, in front was a village and within it there must be humans.

As my heart grumbled, ‘You are already this!’!

At first I thought the old man was living alone. But if the strange old man lived inside the village, then this matter was very troublesome. As much as possible, I don't want to face and fight everyone in the village.

May they all be invited to discuss, I thought to myself.

Then I saw the wooden man who was in front start moving back and down step by step.

“We also follow him.” Bell's spirit has recovered. He got his energy from me and is now very excited.

I even slightly suspected he was another kind of creature…

“Cannot if go directly.” I said after thinking for a moment, “Find another way to get inside. If in the village there are people, will be destroyed if we are found out.”

“We enter quietly.”

Shortly after, we both walked down the street from the left. The impurity next to us is a tall tree and we can go down through it.

After entering the village, I told Bell to follow me while crouching down and not to make people in the village surprised.

The fog inside the village had still not disappeared so the sunlight could not shine through. The air also became very humid, so in just some time our bodies were full of sweat.

Sticky skin really makes the whole body become non-human.

The building inside the village was very simple, shaped like a hut. Much better than the white tribe, it could at least be protected from the wind and rain.

I raised my head to find a window in one of the cottages. I opened the window slowly while observing the situation inside the house. Fortunately, there are no people.

By this time, Bell had also walked over here and said the house next door was also no one.

Inside the house was filled with dust, it was not like there was anyone occupying it. There are also many spider webs inside.

There is also a section of the roof of the cottage that has been destroyed.

What a weird place!

In the fog why is there an empty village?

Really don't understand.

I checked out a few more houses, the same cottage and no one at all.

I also immediately walked towards the empty land and saw the pile of land it turned out to be—— cemetery!

The cemetery!

I counted them and there were hundreds of graves!

Everything was neatly arranged with a large stone on it. On the stone are engraved characters, but the characters I can not understand.

However, Bell who can read the character said that the carving is the name of the person.

“Name people? What's name?”

I asked Bell.

Bell pointed while mentioning some people names.

After I heard it, I couldn't hide my surprise!

These clans!

It turned out to be a clan in ancient myths!

I was surprised to take a few steps back. Is it possible that this is the birthplace of civilization?

Although I was worried about the safety of Patricia and Bu Zhafira, but meeting something like this, really made it difficult for me to remain calm.

I believe, anyone who saw this grave and managed to read the inscription on the stone would also be shocked to death!

However, this rumor is no longer known from how many years ago. In those rumors, the ancestors of the ancients surnamed all of these…

I patted my head and it was still hard to stay calm. I took a deep breath to try to calm down.

I prayed to pay my respects to the grave, then returned to the village to continue the search.

Surprisingly, the wooden man disappeared after entering the village.

There are no footprints on the ground either.

The village is paved with layers of gravel roads, so it will leave no traces at all.

After surrounding the village, I also found no useful clues.

I went back to the graveyard behind the village, then saw that there was a forest behind the village and inwardly asked, Is the old man hiding in the forest?

How strange. There are houses that do not want to live and instead live outside the village. The old man was really very strange.

Is it really orang-don't it?!