The Blood Hourglass

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I walked in the cemetery step by step, if the big cemetery is extremely uncoordinated under the sun, the bursts of peculiar smell are incompatible with the smell of the sun. I slowly walked towards the town, which is the edge of the cemetery. The tombstones that passed by are swaying, cold and dim, and the unattended cemetery is overgrown with weeds. It looks sad and lonely. It can be seen that it is forgotten by the world. What a pitiful thing!

Once upon a time, I was just like them, abandoned and forgotten by the world. But then I was picked up by a person who was about to be abandoned by people like me, so the two of us were included in this world again. The process was beautiful, but the result was tragic, but because of him, I did not I left the human society again and was forgotten by people, so I think I will always keep that human name-Lin Jing. Because as long as there is it, then I still have a touch with people.

"Abandoned place!" Looking at the empty coffins, lying in dilapidated conditions in front of the tombstones, lonely in the sun revealing bursts of chill, I unconsciously stopped, and rather stood in front. Some regretfully sighed softly.

"You...Who are you?" Suddenly a trembling voice asked not far behind me.

"Why should I tell you." I turned to face him. It shouldn't be them. It looks like a pair of father and son, standing at a distance of ten meters away, staring at me with a vigilant look. Every move.

"This..." They didn't know how to answer.

"Then who are you? If you tell me, I'll tell you what I am." I looked at the distressed look of the child, a little funny, so I took the initiative to ask.

"We live here to guard the tomb," the father replied.

"The tomb guard? There are still tomb guards here?" I asked very surprised.

"Of course, we have been the gravekeepers here for generations." He replied affirmatively, his face glowing with pride.

"Since you are the guards of the tomb, you should be optimistic about the people sleeping here. How can you make their souls restless again?" I accused.

"How do you know their souls have woken up again?" the father asked in fear and surprise.

"If this were not the case, then the coffins would not be empty." I replied calmly, pointing to the coffins.

"But... But they have become demons. We can't deal with them at all. They are terrible, terrible!" He kept saying. The fear in their eyes was full, and it seemed that they had already seen those walking dead bodies, bodies without souls.

"Then you can at least tell people what happened here." I stepped back. He was right. With the power of both him and this child, how could it be possible to deal with that undying puppet.

"But tell others that they will only treat us as crazy, no one will believe us at all." He replied helplessly.

"This is the same, where do you live now?" I thought about it and asked.

"It's in the three holes over there." The child replied in a very childish voice.

"Take me to see, okay?" In this society, there are still people living in caves.

"Of course." As soon as his father agreed, the child happily stepped forward and took my hand and dragged it home.

"Don't be surprised, Miss, this child has no friends or playmates since he was a child, because no one will come to this place, so the first time someone is willing to visit our house, he is really happy." In fact, it seems to me that it is not only this child. , Even his father was just as happy, because they, like the graves they guarded, were forgotten and abandoned by the world. Suddenly someone is willing to go to their house, so that their cold heart warms up again.

"This is our home, the child, the mother! The child, the mother! We came back, and brought a guest." They took me to a cave in front of the mountain wall, and then straightened their throats.

"Guest? How could it be!" A woman's voice came from inside the house.

"You can see it for yourself, what am I doing to you!" The father said happily and led me into the cave.

"This young lady is?" A beautiful woman standing in the cave, dressed as a young woman, asked in surprise.

"Guest!" I replied myself.

"Please sit down, please sit down!" The young woman cleared a chair for me and asked me to sit down. And I did not refuse, looking at the rudimentary facilities in the house, if I did not sit, I looked down on them.

"Miss, what do you call it?" She poured a glass of water for me and asked.

"You can call me Luvian." I took the water and replied.

"I don't know why Miss appeared in the grave alone?" The father also sat down and asked.

"Summoned by those who still don't have peace after death." I replied calmly.

"What? Have you seen them too?" his wife asked in horror.

"I spent almost one night with them yesterday." I told the truth.

"So... Then didn't they hurt you?" the kid asked purely.

"No, they can't hurt me because of their abilities. Besides, they are not demons. They are just some poor puppets called." At first, I really hated the corpses. How dirty, but when I saw those empty coffins, I suddenly realized that they were actually victims, they could not sleep peacefully, and they might be forced to hurt their relatives in the future.

"Miss, your heart is really kind!" She smiled and praised.

"No! You are wrong about this. My heart is not kind at all, but it's not evil!" I explained. I have never been a kind person, because I can watch mothers with children being killed, watching those corpses being enslaved, watching more people in the future might be turned into corpses, I will not show up for them, because I am not kind, but I will not stand by those human demons, because I am not evil either.

"Just now I saw the young lady standing in front of a tomb and talking softly. I wonder if the young lady's relatives were buried there?" The host saw that his wife seemed to ask a question that shouldn't be asked, so he crossed.

"No, I just passed by this town, so there are no relatives of mine here." I replied.

"Oh! Why does the young lady stand alone in front of the grave?" He couldn't help but become curious.

"Because the person who was supposed to lie there is no longer there, it looks a little weird." I replied again.

"By the way, when did they wake up?" I began to ask questions.

"One year ago, I think it should be one year ago, because since then, I can always find that several tombs have been cut open, and the corpses in the coffins are not easy to fly. At the beginning, we just thought it was nearby There are beasts lacking food, but gradually the graves here have been planed, so we believe that the devil is awakened. Maybe the lady does not know it. There have been ancient legends here. It is said that in this small town, More precisely, it should be said that in this graveyard, there is a demon who lives, but he is always asleep, and it is rare to wake up. In order to serve him, people send the dead here, and they will never come back. They were afraid that they would disturb the devil's long sleep, but now he really woke up, took away the dead, and the living people gave his servants." He seemed to have completely accepted this concept.

"When did the grave planing stop?" I asked him when he stopped talking.

"About three months ago, we thought that the devil had enough servants, so we left, but people would walk into this tomb every two or three days, and every time it was night, so I secretly followed them and thought Look at it all, but they suddenly disappeared as they walked, and I don't know where they are going." He replied. It seems that he is not an inefficient grave guard, but he is not strong enough.

"If I were you, I would immediately move out of this cemetery and out of this town." I looked at the family of three in front of me, out of compassion, and advised.

"No! We can't leave, we are the tomb keepers here, we can't abandon these tombs." He said firmly.

"Even their owners have abandoned them. What is the point of keeping these empty shells?" I never approve of such loyalty.

"But... this is our duty." He couldn't refute, so he made sure to move his duties out.

"Don't you think your responsibilities to them are more important?" I asked coldly, looking at his wife and children.

"This..." He hesitated.

"Then pack things up, and go to town with me now!" I decided to say for him, looking at him in a dilemma.

"People in the town won't accept us." He stopped talking, and his wife spoke.

"Then leave this town." I replied very decisively. Originally, this town was not a place to stay for a long time, so it was good to leave.

"But how can we get out of here!" She replied with tears in her eyes.

"Do you have a place to go?" I said there is a lot of money, but money is not everything.

"I have an aunt in a country far away from here. She has no children. We can live with her. She will be very happy," she replied.

"Well, now you pack the things you want to take away. We will leave immediately. I can send you out of here and out of this town." I finally reached out a helping hand, although my heart is not kind.

"Okay! We'll leave right away." As the head of the family, he must think for the family, so he made the most correct decision. So I took them out again from the depths of the cemetery. When I walked out of this cemetery, I turned around and took a look at the tomb, and exclaimed in my heart, "Now they are really completely abandoned!"

"Miss! Is there anything we can do for you?" When he came to the train station, the conductor asked.

"I want three tickets to Duoli Countryside!" I replied.

"A piece of 80, a total of two hundred and four." The other party replied. I handed in the money and exchanged for the ticket.

"This is a ticket. There is still some money here. I think it will be enough for you to reach your destination." I took out a stack of money and handed it to the father together with the ticket.

"Miss, I really don't know how to thank you!" The other party said gratefully.

"Don't thank me, you take good care of them, they are everything to you." I said and touched the child's head, and he smiled, so innocent and cute, it is hard to imagine if he would become a Xinjiang. Corpse, what an unbearable thing that would be!

"Thank you! Thank you! Miss!" Not long after, the three of them got on the train and embarked on another road in their lives. There are countless roads in a person’s life, both good and bad, depending on how you choose, but I believe that if you make a choice and consider your family members around you, then you will not choose the wrong one. Go wrong, ruin yourself, and ruin love you and the person you love.

"Your Royal Highness, our master would like to please!" I don't know when, two people dressed in black appeared behind them.

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