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"Although I have seen a lot of caves so far, it is the first time I have encountered such a cave."

Matthew's expression was between dignity and doubt. This strange environment made her give up her plan to guard in the rear.

However, there is Xia Ming in the next few steps. According to the force value he just showed, there should be no need to worry about the safety of the master.

"The [Nan] floating around...no, this should already be [spirit], why does it look so'thin'? It's like magic power blending together... and it shouldn't be like this in the spiritual land. Right?"

Matthew, who was on alert, expressed his doubts. The land above the spiritual veins is generally called the spiritual land in general, and it is a place with stronger magical power than ordinary land.

One of the necessary conditions for the appearance of [Spirit] is that on places or objects with strong magical power, if the magical power is insufficient, even if there is a strong [Mind], it is not enough to form the phenomenon of spirit.

For example, it is a cemetery.

Since there are a large number of dead people in the cemetery, it is easier to produce [mind] under mutual influence, that is, the deceased's own thoughts about the world remain.

Therefore, as long as you use special attire to bless your eyes, or have a special field of vision, you can easily see the cemetery scene like a horror movie.

It is this gloomy atmosphere with pale white mist now.

But generally speaking, cemeteries are not built on spiritual grounds. Although there are concepts such as feng shui treasures in the East, that is a special requirement, just like magicians like to build workshops on spiritual grounds with strong magical power. , Is actually serving the purpose of living people.

Otherwise, it is the technical means used by the surface world to make a living, and most of that situation will not be related to the real spiritual land.

As for how to ensure that the public cemetery will not be established on the spiritual ground, that is the matter of the Magic Association or the Magic Family. The reasons are various and complex, so I will not mention it.

All in all, the cave itself is very wrong. Generally speaking, the spiritual land will not have such a concentration of [mind], because it will pollute the spiritual land, making it difficult to use the spiritual land.

And the other way around--

"In the depths of this cave, there should be a place like a cemetery? That is, there are many dead people here."

Instead of the meditating Skaha, it was Xia Ming who was too lazy to wrestle with Lixiang any more. He moved the tightly hugged right arm with a bit of discomfort, which caused the girl to squat. Posing his lips, he gave up his intention to leave with his hand.

"According to the statement just now, these fog-like [Nian] are the remnants of longing, the product of death, and can have this scale, isn't it a place like a cemetery?"

"what--"

It was too obvious and could not be noticed. Matthew covered her small mouth in surprise, but thanks to this reminder, her thinking suddenly became active: "If you say so...someone here?"

[Mind] is the product of death, the longing left by the deceased in the world. Because animals lack the corresponding intelligence, it is difficult to produce obsessions, so [Mind] can be roughly divided into products that only humans have.

In other words, "Nian" is the "relic" of the dead.

Since there is a "Nian" comparable to a cemetery, it is naturally a cemetery, or a place similar to a cemetery.

"I think it's better not to have too much hope."

Xia Ming shrugged...So Lixiang didn't mention it again. He calmly analyzed: "According to your inspections during the day, there are no traces of living people's lives on this island except us. No, although there is a strong [reading] here, it can only show that there are dead people here."

"Xia Ming was right."

Skaha, who was observing the surroundings and thinking about something, interrupted and said, "[Nian] can only show the existence of the dead, and it doesn't mean that there will be living people here... Even if there are, that's what happened in the past."

The phrase that Skaha added after being silent for a moment, with a different sense of heaviness, made Matthew, who was still a little confused, couldn't help but froze in place.

"In other words, even if there were living people on this island, they are all dead now. That's what it means."

"..."

Xia Mingyan’s concise conclusion made the reacting Ma Xiu sink his face, and Lixiang on the side also reacted. Her small mouth opened slightly, her shoulders slightly collapsed as if she was slack, and even the arms she was holding tightly loosened. A little bit.

"..."

In the special field of vision supported by the spiritual body characteristics of the follower, or the magic attire, countless snow-white particles gathered into a mist, and fluttered with the breeze coming from the front or the back.

There is almost no weight in the fog, and this fog composed of the special concept of "Nian" is even more so. If it is not for the people present, they are not just ordinary people, and they can't even see the existence of this white fog.

However, the words of Xia Ming and Skaha seemed to carry weight, giving the light white mist a special feeling of heaviness.

Until this moment, Lixiang and Matthew really realized the meaning of this white mist, and what kind of existence this place is.

——Unceremoniously, this is the country of the dead, enough to be called the Hades.

"Well, just treat it as an ordinary cemetery. Anyway, there are [read] in the cemetery, isn't it?"

I didn’t like this oppressive silence. Xia Ming broke the silence first. He pulled the side ponytail of the girl next to him with his left hand, and grinned at her who was dissatisfied with her eyes: “After all, the cemetery itself It’s just such an existence, like the Hades, the Kingdom of the Dead, it’s just a change of name, a larger cemetery, nothing to care about."

"Well, it's not a big deal."

Skaha, who very much agrees with this point, also echoed: "And I remember that in modern times, most people tend to think of the tomb as a [window], right? A window that can contact people who miss the past, so think If so, the tomb is actually quite warm?"

"..."

The angled interpretation brought a different silence to the three of them. Xia Ming, who didn't take this place too seriously, rolled his eyes: "I can take what I said just now as your own endorsement. Is it, Her Majesty the Queen of the Land of the Dead?"

"Endorsement?"

Skaha raised her brows. Although it was not that she didn't know the meaning of the word, it was the first time she actually came into contact. She tilted her head and thought about it. Combined with what she had just said, she finally seemed to feel very correct and satisfied. He nodded and said, "In that case, I am really speaking for myself, how about it? Amway has been so...well, amway, at this time, I need to use the word'Amway'? It always feels weird. ..."

"..."

I remember that is not the knowledge necessary for survival, right? Why do you have that kind of thing in your mind?

And if I remember correctly, Altria seems to also know what Zhengtakong means...

Desperate at the fact that the follower was given strange knowledge, Xia Ming rubbed one side of his forehead with his free left hand, relieved his headache and said: "From the current situation, this island, or this The era of the singularity should be in the early days of the gods or the fairy era, right?"

"Eh?"

Matthew couldn't help feeling a moment of surprise. Although the topic skipped a bit, it was undeniable that this vain conclusion had indeed dispelled her original emotions.

"This is... is there any basis?"

Lixiang, who was holding Xia Ming's arm, also cast a puzzled look at him.

"Well, I also learned from others—"

Putting a layer of protective clothing on himself, Xia Ming slowly said: "In modern times, existences such as the underworld or the kingdom of the dead only exist in legends, but in the gods, they and the world of the living are far more than imagined. It's near—"

Xia Ming lifted his foot and stomped the ground: "It's close to just under your feet, or where you can reach with your feet."

Immediately, he glanced at Skaha and continued: "At this point, I think the teacher has more say."

"uh-huh--"

Skaha smiled slightly, but was concerned about another point: "You actually called my teacher, should I be happy?"

"...You don't like me, you don't have to call."