Gravekeeper

The structure of the world is collapsing,

The barriers of space are shaking.

Here, it is about to be completely integrated with the real world.

This is not a very complicated secret realm, so as long as the ghost mother, the root of the secret realm, has no power to resist and is completely suppressed, the secret realm will not be able to form again.

However, there is no doubt that this secret realm has given Chu Qing a very deep memory.

He once again found the feeling of walking on the edge of the abyss of death many times in his previous life.

This feeling is so nostalgic and so exciting.

He stopped.

Standing in front of the door between the secret realm and reality.

His body is between the edge of reality and the secret realm, standing at the junction of the past and the future.

He stood here, not moving forward, but turning back and looking behind or in front of him.

At this moment, the endless dark station, in addition to the traces of time and years, once again added a bit of dilapidation and desolation.

Of course, Chu Qing would not sympathize with this thing itself, but just looked into the deeper darkness.

There, he seemed to see through this layer of darkness and see everything deeper.

Here, it is the fate of the lower-class people of this era.

It is also a microcosm of the entire city.

In the darkness, many people seemed to appear in front of the terrifying and terrible homecoming station.

They have the characteristics of almost every era in the past fifty years.

They are wearing uniforms, they are covered in oil, they look tired, and they are weathered.

They are the things called people in this era.

They are the group that always has expectations for the future in this long river of history.

They carry the most basic background of this era.

Chu Qing suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

He stood at the door between the secret realm and reality.

Looking at the secret realm that was about to break, and the countless people who were about to merge into the real world, and gradually became transparent.

He subconsciously grasped the cold thing in his hand:

'Ordinary People'.

This is a very special underworld puzzle.

It is so special that even Chu Qing has never seen such a thing in all these years in his previous life!

That's right, its effect is beyond words.

The ghost domain is a powerful ability that can only be mastered by those who have reached the third-grade weirdness.

Of course, the ghost domain summoned by this harmonica has a very ordinary effect, and can even be said to be crude.

But it is also a ghost domain!

Even if it only corresponds to the illusion, even if it only increases the weight of the weirdness, it is at least related to the ghost domain.

Not to mention, this thing can actually absorb ordinary people to integrate into the ghost domain and upgrade the grade? Although it requires the other party to be "voluntary", it is enough.

What's even more outrageous is that this is actually just a puzzle.

Although, in the strange era, there are actually very few people who can complete a ghost artifact with a puzzle.

But having hope is always better than having no hope, right?

Such a ghost artifact cannot be guaranteed to be of the top three grades, but it is very likely to be of the middle three grades.

A treasure!

And such a treasure is actually condensed by these people who are the most ignored in this society.

Chu Qing sighed for him.

He stood in front of the station and just watched.

Finally, a cracking sound seemed to explode in the middle of the world.

The endless darkness became blurred, and spider web-like cracks appeared in the air from where Chu Qing stood.

And in front of the homecoming platform, the figures slowly broke and disappeared.

The entire homecoming platform, except for the various cars that were placed very neatly in the parking spaces, there was nothing else.

Chu Qing also came back to his senses during this.

The sky was already dark.

Chu Qing faced the homecoming station.

He didn't care. Not far behind him, there were figures wearing different uniforms.

They and them formed a strange parallel line with the station entrance in front of them as the boundary.

Chu Qing thought about it and held up the black umbrella in his hand.

There was no rain today.

However, Chu Qing took a look at the black umbrella that was completely black, and slowly said:

"Let's have a rain, wash it..."

Time is the most terrifying and terrible thing.

Its great power can bury everything.

The historical era silhouette is the only thing it can leave behind.

However, when all the people who came from that era disappeared, there was nothing left of that time.

And this is undoubtedly the case in front of us.

A drizzle of rain fell, and it was a real drizzle.

The blood-red raindrops only soaked less than ten meters around Chu Qing.

He lowered his head again and looked at the harmonica in his hand. After thinking for a while, he put the harmonica to his lips.

A sound was blown slightly.

It was a piece of nostalgic and sad music, which seemed to be the prelude of something. Chu Qing forgot what song it was, but just blew it instinctively.

However, through this ordinary blowing in his hand, a different and different charm sounded.

He held an umbrella and turned around. The dark station behind him became more and more desolate in the blood rain.

He walked forward, as if he was immersed in it alone.

The dripping blood rain dyed the whole world red, as if it was burying something.

His steps were slow, as if he was settling the memory of what happened at this moment.

On the Book of Life and Death, a line of small words appeared that only Chu Qing could see:

【They used their last strength to give it to you!

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【Ordinary, perhaps ordinary.

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【But greatness is great because of its ordinariness.

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【This is their hope for the new era.

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【Listen,】

【They are telling you,】

【Move forward, don't look back.

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The old rules are on the verge of breaking, and a new order has not yet been established.

At the junction of dawn and darkness,

The gravekeeper with a black umbrella stained red by blood rain stood in front of the ruins called the past,

Buried everything of that era with his own hands.

Then he strode forward and headed towards the seemingly darker front.

For him, the road ahead was actually not so 'unknown'.

His footsteps became lighter and lighter, and his performance became louder and louder.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be cheering.

At this moment, the unknown depths seemed to be welcoming their new king.

At this moment, amidst the interweaving of scarlet and darkness, and the ensemble of rain and piano music,

Chu Qing was on the road, moving forward without looking back.