Chapter: 702

Robert, who was holding the Flemish urn, seemed to be having a hard time. He took out three white candles from his pocket and threw one to his colleague and Lumian respectively. Seeing that they were ready, Kendall lit the calcium carbide lamp, turned around, and guided them to walk a little bit along the 138-story stone staircase into the depths of darkness.

On the way, they passed the heavy wooden door engraved with the two great saints, and passed the quiet corridor where even the sound of breathing could be heard.

For Lumian, such a dark environment is no stranger, but the young policeman was a little nervous and hugged Mrs. Michelle's ashes tightly, seeking more sense of security.

After crossing the wide avenue with gas lamps, a group of four arrived at the entrance of the catacombs.

The naturally formed and artificially modified giant stone doorway stands quietly in the dim light. On both sides are a large number of skulls, bone arms, sunflowers and steam elements floating withered. Behind it is light, which seems to be unable to penetrate the dense darkness. On its lintel, there are two inscriptions written in Intis language——Stand, the front is the Empire of the Dead.

Even though this is not the first time Lumian has seen this scene, Lumian still has a solemn and heavy feeling. Unlike the past, which is more curious and doubtful, now he can really feel that these warnings and this kind of The weight of the environment, Trier's underground, buried a large number of dangers that could destroy the entire city and even the entire Intis, including but not limited to the Quaternary, that Trier, the Shadow Tree and the invisible flame.

And the catacombs also located here, there is a high probability that it is not a harmless place. According to Aosta Trull, the [Secret Prayer], the viewers hold lit white candles and enter the catacombs. A kind of ritual, a ritual to seek the protection of a hidden existence. This kind of place is still open to the public, which makes Lumian have to suspect that it is a part of suppressing a certain danger underground, just like the Terry in the Quaternary Epoch. It's like building a new city above Seoul.

Kendall turned around and said to Lumian and the others: "You can light the candle. Before leaving the catacombs, don't let it go out. If you lose me, don't be nervous. Look for the road sign. If you can't find the road sign, just look at the black line above your head and follow it until you can come out."

With the help of the calcium carbide lamp in Kendall's hand, the three of Lumian lit the white candles one after another, making them emit a yellowish light. As the four candles danced lightly, Kendall extinguished the calcium carbide lamp, walked forward through the huge stone doorway, and entered the [Empire of Death].

Lumian followed closely behind, holding the urn in one hand and holding a white candle in the other. Suddenly, he felt a little cold. The cold did not come from the surroundings, but directly from the bottom of his heart, making his hairs stand up one by one. Looking at a corpse with white bones, the heads with sunken eye sockets and no flesh and blood seemed to be looking at him, pointing without any feeling.

Lumian did not bow his head, carefully observed these bones, and found that the strange feeling of being watched by the invisible did not come from them, and it did not fade away. Subconsciously, he wanted to open his [Spiritual Vision] to confirm the situation, but now he, He is no longer the man he was when he first arrived in Trier. He encountered a lot of things and understood many warnings. They were written with blood and tears by the predecessors. I don’t read what I shouldn’t. Since it didn’t bring me any danger, then There is no need to find the source of the exception.

Lumian muttered a few words silently, looked sideways, and the policemen beside him didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and followed the tomb manager normally, Kendall walked forward.

This made Lumian suspect that the experience just now was the result of a qualitative change in his spirituality after he was promoted to [Arsonist].

It's better if you don't feel it, Lumian couldn't help but sighed with emotion.

Because of being stared at by one after another, dense small bumps appeared on the surface of his skin.

He raised his head cautiously, and sure enough, he saw a thicker black line drawn on the top of the tomb, marked with an arrow pointing out of the door opening, and he was walking forward step by step.

Lumian found that both sides of the road were full of skeletons, some of them were in potholes on the stone wall, some were piled up on the side of the road, some were covered by worn clothes, and some of them had not been buried with them. Even the skull had grown a layer of dark green mold, and the air was filled with a well-diluted smell of decay. The catacombs were divided into multiple tombs, and each tomb had its own name, so that the worshipers could not find it. corresponding skeletons.

After Lumian and the others followed Kendall through the [chapel tomb] and [pillar tomb], they saw dozens of yellowish candles in front of them. Sometimes they gathered together, like fireflies at night, and sometimes they were like a river of dim starlight.

Lumian glanced casually, and saw a bride wearing a white veil and a holy gown. Next to her was the groom in a black tuxedo with a breast pocket and handkerchief flowers, surrounding them , and three or four young people, all holding lit, white candles in their hands, laughing and laughing, very happy.

"What are you doing?" Lumian didn't hide his doubts.

Kendall: "Heh" and said: "As part of the wedding, since the year before last, the newlyweds have brought young guests into the catacombs and walked among the dead, which has become a popular wedding ceremony in Trier. Young people are always so bold, and they are proud of showing off their courage and scaring others. I have seen guests deliberately pick up a hand bone and use it to pat the bride and groom on the shoulders, scaring them almost to faint."

You people from Trier, Lumian shook his head involuntarily, passed the group of people, and not long after, the four of them arrived at the destination [Tomb Lamp Tomb].

There is a black pedestal in the middle, and above it stands the top of an obelisk painted in white, depicting "Sun Shengwei". There is an old oil lamp that has long been extinguished, and the surrounding walls and floors are filled with bones, urns, and numerous tear jars.

After entering here, Lumian thought of a question: Where are Flemish's relatives?

He wanted Flameng to sleep next to his children, wife and parents. After a short thought, Lumian suddenly understood why Flameng didn't write down the location of his relatives' bones. He felt guilty and blamed himself. He wanted to stay with his relatives, but he didn't dare to approach them.

Unspeakable sadness poured into Lumian's heart. He stood still for a while, chose to respect Flemish's last wish, found an empty seat at random, and put down the madman's urn, waiting for Robert and the others to share the Ruhr couple's urn. After the urns were stacked and put together, the four of them prayed at the same time, or [Praise the Sun], or [Steam on top].

On the way back, they met again. Just as the newlyweds and the young wedding guests were about to pass each other, Lumian saw behind the team, a pair of young people suspected of being lovers, taking advantage of the tomb. The administrator didn't pay attention to himself, eager to try to blow out the white candle in his hand to see what would happen.

call!

They really did that, and the two yellowish candles were extinguished. At the same time, Lumian's head froze for a moment, and his state recovered instantly.

But the line of sight was gone, the young couple who seemed to be lovers was gone, and Lumian's childish hole suddenly enlarged, trying to see the situation there clearly.