Shade knew long ago that witches were perfect in every detail, and he had confirmed this in other ways after developing a closer relationship with Carina. But even the blood was flawless, which was beyond his comprehension.
"very beautiful."
He praised softly. The pharmacist probably didn't understand what he was praising, and thought he was talking about his wrist, so she resisted the urge to curl her lips and placed the test tube in front of the grave with a blank face. After she stepped away, Xia De stepped forward and put down the diary. In this way, the six items were displayed in a circle in front of the tombstone.
"Blacksmith, I need a key."
The pharmacist said:
"The materials are ready, please accept them."
The blacksmith's soul nodded to her, and mist emerged from the ground, covering the six items. When the mist dissipated, the six items had disappeared:
"Descendant of the lord, the key now belongs to you."
The soul nodded to the pharmacist and then disappeared. Like the soul of the pharmacist's great-grandmother buried in the old grave of the lighthouse, this soul also continued on its way.
The sorceress blinked in surprise:
"Where's the key? He hasn't given me the key yet?"
She reached into her pocket and directed the fireball to fly around the small cemetery to see if the key was lying in the weeds on the ground.
But in the end they found nothing, so the brown-haired lady could only look at Shade with a little apology.
"I understand. I understand."
Xia De sighed, pulled out the shovel from his pocket, and stuck it into the ground again:
"Get out of the way, I'll do it."
So in the thick fog, illuminated by the surrounding fireball, he dug the second grave of the day. The rhythm of the shovel digging the soil fully demonstrated that Shade was not very happy to do this kind of work, and his increasingly neat movements showed that he was gradually mastering the skills of a "gravedigger".
The shovel of the shovel hit the metal coffin, and the coffin rose to the ground. The surface of the black metal coffin was also covered with root-like silver patterns, just like the coffin of the lord's wife:
"It doesn't seem to be a coincidence. Such a coffin must have a specific meaning."
Xia De said softly, but the pharmacist still shook her head. This was the first time she had heard of this. When all the details of the coffin were revealed under the fireball, they also found that although the style was similar, the level of detail and the quality of the metal of this coffin were far inferior to the one of the pharmacist's great-grandmother.
The opening method was the same as last time. As Shad and the pharmacist lady exerted force at the same time, the coffin lid was opened, revealing the dry bones lying inside and the white bone key tightly held in the bone claws.
The key was not big, and there were short cylindrical protrusions in different directions on the cylindrical key shaft. At the same time, there was a clear red blood line on the surface of the key shaft. Although the key handle was also made of bone, it was inlaid with obsidian and amethyst on the front and back respectively. When looking at it against the light, both of them had the shadow of a child model.
"They actually used those materials to make keys. I thought they were just symbolic objects."
Xia De sighed, saying that he had not encountered any incidents such as the resurrection of the dead during the process of taking out the key. And this key was obviously not an ordinary item, it was an alchemical tool, but he didn't know what it was used for.
Xia De gave the key to the pharmacist as agreed, and then buried the coffin back in place. During this time, the pharmacist had no intention of helping, and stood aside with her head down, playing with the key.
After Xia De leveled the land and thought he had the potential to become a gravekeeper, he held the shovel and asked:
"If there is a key, there must be a door. Last time you mentioned that you acquired adamantium, mithril, and orichalcum for similar purposes. So where is the door with many keyholes, or those doors?"
The pharmacist shook her head slightly:
"This is related to some deeper secrets, and for now... I can't tell you."
"I have been so deeply involved in your family's past, and you still can't trust me completely?"
He asked, putting away the shovel, but did not make it more difficult for the pharmacist. As the key was taken out, the surrounding fog returned to normal levels:
"I think you will tell me one day. Since I am not after your family secret, it doesn't matter whether I know it now or not. It's getting late. Take me to see another Edwards' tomb that you know about."
He said, the sorceress nodded, looked at the key in her hand, and raised her head and pursed her lips to look at Shade's figure:
"If one day, I can really open the door corresponding to this key, I will invite you to go with me."
"As long as I'm not asked to dig graves again, I'm happy to do it."
The brown-haired lady understood the hint of resentment in Shade's words. She smiled at Shade with her back to him, but then looked at the fog in the night and sighed softly.
After leaving the cemetery, they did not return to the forest path connecting the town and the dock, but walked deeper into the forest. Because of the golden thread blessed by the witch's secret technique, even if the two could only see each other's vague figures in the fog, they did not have to worry about getting separated.
Around seven o'clock in the evening, after passing an abandoned hunter's cabin in the forest, they stopped by a pond in the forest not far from the hunter's cabin.
The pond was very small, about the size of two shades of bed area. It was not connected to any ditch, but it was not stagnant water, it was groundwater that was gushing out.
"This way."
The pharmacist led Shade around the small pond twice clockwise, then three times counterclockwise. After returning to the starting point, she and Shade covered their eyes with their hands and then rotated ten times in place.
When I took my hand away again, the hunter's hut turned into a small cemetery standing in the fog.
It is not an illusion, but a very clever way of folding space. The cemetery can only be seen in a specific way. It is similar to the magic used by Professor Garcia at No. 6 St. Teresa's Square - space division and space splicing (Chapter 47).
The "she" beside her gently explained, and the pharmacist motioned for Shade to follow her into the cemetery:
"I know about this place not from the information left by my father, but from finding the scattered items of the Edwards family through other channels. Those tomb robbers who robbed here may have similar clues."
The cemetery is very small and is surrounded by a black iron fence. The fence gate at the entrance is decorated with elderflowers on both sides. However, there are no graves in the small cemetery, only densely erected stone statues and the building in the center of the cemetery.
As if she had seen through Shade's confusion, the sorceress who pushed open the cemetery's small door explained:
"You probably haven't seen a cemetery like this that's prepared for just one person. Yes, there's only one grave here. It's not just a simple burial in the ground with a tombstone erected. Look at that little house. It's the ossuary where the coffin is stored."
The misty courtyard was full of weeds, but they were not very tall. They walked a few dozen steps along the vaguely visible stone road, passing the stone statues of angels, humans, and various animals erected on both sides of the road, and arrived in front of the building.
On the left and right sides of the ossuary are two angel statues with their faces covered, but fortunately they are not relic weeping angels, they are just decorations. The door is not locked, and after pushing it open, you can see a narrow space with a stone coffin placed in the middle, with the foot of the coffin facing a small table, on which is lit a long-burning candle made by alchemy. Because the area is so small, in order not to get within 1 meter of the pharmacist, Xia De stood at the door and did not go in:
"Stone? This coffin is finally not made of metal."
The pharmacist lady beside the coffin shook her head:
"No, the outer sarcophagus was added by me. The inner part is actually a metal coffin, but I didn't check it carefully, so I was so surprised to see my great-grandmother's coffin at noon. This is the tomb of the eldest daughter of the second generation, Rusty Edwards, who died young. There were originally many burial objects here, but they were all stolen by tomb robbers."
"This tomb is much better than the one we saw at noon, your great-grandmother's. That one was lying alone in the woods, it was really strange."
Shade commented, and the sorceress pursed her lips:
"Because the great-grandmother wasn't really an Edwards, she just married into the family."
Xia De did not comment on this:
"That group of tomb robbers shouldn't be ordinary people, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't have found this place."
"Judging from the traces, it was a low-level warlock with a group of ordinary people. They had clues and relics specifically used for treasure hunting, otherwise they would not have been able to find this cemetery."
She pointed to the squares that had been cut out on the walls of the small ossuary:
"There should be burial objects in each grid, but when I found this place was robbed, there were only opened boxes scattered all over the floor."
She took a deep breath to control her emotions:
"Please don't let me find them."
Now, most of the empty spaces on the stone wall were filled with candles that the pharmacist had placed. In a few empty spaces, there were some very delicate boxes, but the boxes seemed to be empty. Xia De looked at them, scanning from top to bottom and from left to right. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked the pharmacist:
"Can you show me that stone box over there?"
The sorceress nodded:
"Yes, but there's nothing in it."
She waved her hand, and the stone box flew to Shade. Shade opened it and found it was empty. But he put his finger on the inner wall of the box and confirmed his thoughts:
"I'm not wrong. Although the remnants of the miracle element are very, very slight, this unique trace of the element is definitely from..."
Those angel fingers taken from the Randall River Valley. Yes, you have found the trail of the grave robbers who came from the city of Mikaela Blast Furnace to the Randall River Valley and sold the angel fingers to the Watson family.