According to the "common sense" that Shade heard from the coachman, the price of underground tombs is the most expensive, and among the above-ground cemeteries, the cemetery under a tree is slightly more expensive than other locations. Being buried under a tree represents a noble character in literary works.
The sound of cicadas filled my ears. Due to the gloomy weather, the sunlight directly hitting the ground was very dim, as if it was going to rain. But even such weak sunlight shining on the two souls made them become increasingly dim.
Just like the rumors in the stranger's hometown, the soul cannot be exposed to the sun for too long. Of course, the evil spirits created by relics or other powerful evil forces are very resistant to sunlight.
The entrance to the underground tomb soon appeared in front of them. The group stopped and asked the gravekeeper who was following the crowd to open the door with a key chain. The burial objects in the underground tomb were placed directly around the coffin, so they had to be extra careful of night visitors with ill intentions. In addition to the gravekeeper's own vigilance, the three-layer fence door outside the underground tomb was also an important weapon to protect this place.
In addition to the fence door here, all the underground tombs have their own fence doors. However, the funeral procession cannot follow all of them. Only the relatives of the deceased are allowed to enter the tomb, and Xia De is definitely not one of them.
So his next job was to wait on the ground, and Mrs. Watson could settle the bill with him when she returned to the ground. It was not yet four o'clock, and Shad had a long time to visit Mr. Sparrow and then return to the city for dinner.
When I get home, Miss Annette and Miss Beas will probably be there.
While the gravekeeper was opening the door, the two souls began to discuss:
"Since we can't let her see us, let's try to control a living person and ask her opinion in person."
Mr Mason suggested.
"Can you do that?"
"I can only slightly influence some living people."
"Me too."
This means that their strength is really pitifully weak.
"It should be no problem for us to control a living person together. Although it may only take a few minutes, it is enough time to ask questions."
"No problem... but who should I choose?"
Mr. Watson asked, looking around with the other soul. Shad consciously took a step to the side, so Mr. Mason pointed at him.
"Let's go with him."
Mr. Mason found Shad who was just moving, and then Mr. Watson looked at Shad and expressed his approval:
"I noticed that he doesn't talk much. Such an introvert should be easy to control... Speaking of which, which friend's child is this to see me off? Why haven't I seen him before?"
What are your thoughts now
She laughed into Shad's ear and asked.
Shade raised his hand and scratched the skin behind his ear. He glanced again at the two souls standing in the shadows under the nearby tree:
"Are there any signs of relics? Or signs of thaumaturgy?"
No.
"Then it's not my bad luck, it's their bad luck."
The gravekeeper opened the door to the underground tomb, and a cold and rotten smell immediately rushed out. Mrs. Watson's sobbing became louder. She suppressed her grief and thanked everyone for coming to bid farewell to Mr. Watson. She also talked to Shad for a few words, thanking him for making a special trip, and then went underground with the coffin.
People were standing in the cemetery waiting, and Shade left the crowd under the pretext of going back to the church to use the bathroom. He had originally thought that the two souls would switch targets after seeing him leave, but he didn't expect that they would be so determined to catch up with him.
"Look, he's getting away from the crowd. Let's catch up with him."
Xia De wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he slowed down his pace after getting away from the crowd. After making sure that the people in the distance couldn't see him, he clenched his fists, counted down three, two, one in his mind, turned around suddenly, and punched the ghosts following him in the face.
"Oh, how rude."
"Oh~ How did you touch us?"
The ghosts' tone finally fluctuated, and they looked at Shade in surprise. This was of course the effect of the soul's resonance, and any attack made by Shade's body would have an effect on the soul.
The two ghosts wanted to run, but Shade's right hand was already glowing with silver light. He was not a vicious person, but at this moment he looked very vicious in the eyes of the ghosts:
"If you want to dissipate immediately, just run."
The fingers pointed forward. The silver moonlight was very weak, but it made them tremble as if they had encountered a natural enemy:
"Sir, whatever you say is true. Oh, we are so unlucky that we actually met the wizard in the story after death."
Mr. Mason complained quietly.
"No, I'm not a wizard, I'm a ring mage. And don't step back, or I'll let you know the consequences. It was you who wanted to attack me, so I should be the one who suffers."
Xia De said, waving the silver light in his hand.
"Look, you unlucky guy, why did you choose this person?"
Mr. Mason complained to Mr. Watson who was standing beside him. Mr. Watson wanted to apologize, but suddenly realized what was going on. He pointed at Mr. Mason and said:
"Wait, you obviously chose him!"
"Shut up, I'll only say this once!"
Shade stopped the two souls from complaining to each other.
Because they were just ordinary people in their previous lives and their current state is not even a complete soul, Mr. Watson and Mr. Mason are completely unable to understand what is happening and they just succumb to their instinctive fear.
"I ask, you answer."
Xia De pretended to be vicious and said:
"First of all, why are you here?"
"I don't know, it just appeared suddenly."
This was Mr. Mason's answer.
"I don't know either. After I die, I can't leave my body. Something is binding me."
This was Mr. Watson's answer.
Xia De frowned:
"Then, when will you leave?"
"I don't know. When I should leave, I will leave."
This is the common answer they gave.
"Finally, please stay away from my employer, Mrs. Watson. It's also good for her. It's best for the living not to have too much contact with the dead."
"But... ... "
The two ghosts did not agree immediately this time. Even when Shade made his fingers glow again, they still did not agree immediately:
“As long as our questions are answered, we will never harass anyone again.”
"Ask Mrs. Watson if she has really forgotten what happened that night?"
"Yes."
They nodded, and their obedient expressions made Xia De, who was innocently targeted by the ghosts, want to punch them again.
But there was no need to be angry with these two souls. He thought for a moment and saw the two souls looking at him expectantly:
"Well, wait for me to give you the answer, but don't contact any ordinary people."
"Thank you, sir."
He sighed and looked at the crowd standing in the distance waiting.
Xia De agreed so easily, not because he was kind enough to help, but because he was very curious about the truth. Besides, this matter did not involve any dangerous factors, he just treated it as a way to have some fun. Before the battle, he was depressed, and he was angry after talking to the two ghosts, but his mood inexplicably improved a lot.