Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 49 Tomb Keeper

There is an elm log house near the mass grave, which is a temporary residence built by the gravekeeper of Fort Luz Pitt for himself.Compared with other places here, the graves next to the wooden house are mostly clean.

Quentin Mathis heard something outside, so he opened the cabin and looked outside.

The weather outside was not good, and the hood was blown backwards by the wind before it was fully put on. The back of the gray cloak was arched in a big way, and the waist and back were covered with mud.

The hunchback took out the lantern plant and limped towards the outside.

If he came across people who wanted to make a fortune by digging graves, he had to drive them away with a shovel. Of course, he hadn’t encountered such a person for a long time, because everyone in Luz Pitt knew that rich people would not be buried in such a place. Ghost place.

Carefully step over the puddle with two feet.

His right leg was trembling, and he almost stepped on the air and fell into the mud pit.

Quentin Mathis could already hear the murmuring voices behind the bushes, as if there were quite a few people there.

what happened?

Although the rain stopped, the muddy land still hindered the pace of pedestrians.

Quentin Mathis' cloudy eyes showed a look of confusion. When he accepted this low-paying job, he had never heard of anyone holding a party inside the mass grave.

In fact, it is precisely because there is less money and a long way to go.

People will give him the job.

Who made Quentin Mathis such a disheveled hunchback? People with disabilities are born to be despised.

However, Quentin Mathis didn't care, he grinned and whimpered like a wild wolf.

He thought of Bavoran, the love of his heart, the plump maid who had promised to take her as his wife if he could get a hundred gold francs.

That's why Quentin Mathis worked as a gardener in the Dorian family, yet he had to find another job as a grave keeper.

It's all salary Weibo errands, and it will take about five years before he can save this money.

Thinking of the possible happy future, the cripple's footsteps are much lighter.

He pushed aside the bushes, and the leaves fell and wet the cloak as the leaves passed by.

Immediately, the cripple's face seemed to be covered with a layer of mud, and his tongue was stiffer than a coffin board.

Quentin Mathis's eyes were full of timidity and panic, the muscles on his neck were as hard as wood, and his body reacted almost immediately, shaking his shoulders and trying to escape.

Hundreds of ghouls stood viciously in front of him, staring at him with pupilless eyes.

Some are just crawling out of the soil.

The limbs are not yet complete.

There is no skin covering the black and red flesh, and the muscles from the chin to the front of the stomach are turned over. Maggots do not crawl wantonly in the soil, but reproduce in the eye sockets of the ghouls.

The lame man ran frantically behind him.

"Lord, help me!"

That's too late.

Hundreds of ghouls rushed at him together.

Ivan walked around anxiously in the clinic. When little Henry didn't come back last night, he suddenly felt bad. When he didn't hear about little Henry until this morning, things had already changed.

"Little Henry didn't dare to run away with his things."

Ivan is very confident in this point. He may not have so many superiors who should have the ability, but he is still very accurate in judging people.

"And the groom is my man, he will not betray the master for money."

"So what happened?"

Ivan felt a little regretful in his heart. If it wasn't for the smooth delivery of the items to the clinic a few times ago, and the impactful strikes among the workers, he would not have let a servant do such an important thing.

"Little Henry, little Henry."

"You'd better die, or I'll whip you to death."

"It doesn't matter if one servant is missing."

In fact, Ivan should have gone to check last night, but it was raining too much, and little Henry might have stayed in the hospital temporarily and never came back.

But now the sky is already bright, not only did he not see the shadow of this person, even the groom did not come back to wait for orders.

In the end what happened?
Yesterday's weather dropped all the moisture to the upper part of the ground. Today there is no cloud in the sky, and a hot sun hangs in the blue sky.

He hesitated left and right, and suddenly heard several screams coming from outside the window.

Hundreds of corpses twisted their weird limbs, like centipedes with their heads cut off, chasing passers-by.

The fast-moving corpses were covered in sticky blood, with a big mouth almost to the back of their cheeks, and gray eyes like the belly of a dead fish. They knocked down several passers-by, squatted on the side of the road and chopped them into large pieces.

Ivan narrowed his eyes, it seemed that he didn't have to wait for little Henry.

He must have had an accident.

"Help me."

"It's a ghoul, here comes a ghoul."

"Come here, Emir, don't stand on the stone mill."

"These things can outrun people."

Ghouls with a healthy body must be able to run. These weird corpses may lack restraint nerves, and they run distorted. Maybe because they don't feel tired, their speed is not slow.

An uncle looked behind him, and several ghouls with hideous faces followed him.

Although he has been running as hard as he can, but because of his age, the speed is getting slower and slower uncontrollably, and his legs and feet are gradually numb, so that if he wants to move behind, he can only move slowly.

In the end, a ghoul grabbed his clothes and dragged him into the crowd of corpses.

"Help, run, these monsters eat people."

"It's ghouls, let's close the door so they don't come in."

Ghouls are powerful.

Some thin wooden doors can be broken into.

Ivan saw that several people were busy closing the door, but didn't pay attention to reinforcement. He just breathed a sigh of relief when the door panel was crushed by the army of corpses, and there was no way to escape in the end.

Yesterday was a bustling and prosperous street, but after a while it was crowded with corpses everywhere, all kinds of flesh, skulls, and blood were left on the side of the road, painting different levels of red in one picture.

The ghoul's face is severely rotted, and there are no intact parts on its body.

They chase the living and eat flesh and blood.

When the rest of the living people were all hiding, they had no target, so they looked for the sound and staggered towards the direction of the central street.

There are more living people and more food.

The tide of corpses is over.

The people hidden in the attic and on the boxes are still in fear. They dare not show up from their hiding places. Although there seems to be no movement outside now, if there are still a few fish that slip through the net, if they come across them, they will be dead.

Ivan already understood.

These ghouls are not infectious.

It's just a simple appearance of terror, great strength, and tirelessness.

It may be useful against ordinary people, but it is not a big deal for organized soldiers.Even ordinary people who have overcome their hearts of fear can kill ghouls by relying on familiar terrain-these guys are scary on the outside, but they are actually not wise.

There are not many ghouls.

Hundreds.

The corpse tide is not too crowded.

Seeing that they were almost gone, Ivan picked up the cloak from the closet—thought for a while and put on the mask that Carmencita had given him, then pulled out the horse from the backyard and headed towards the location of Beauxbaton Hospital .

Encountered two or three ghouls alone on the road.

Ivan gave each a kick and kicked them far away.

(End of this chapter)