When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

At this moment, Su Ming, carrying a tattered oil lamp and accompanied by a silly dog, is walking towards the last cemetery on this mountain.

After visiting the mass graves in the North District, the Su family ancestral tombs in the East District, and the martyrs' cemetery in the South District, his interest in the West District only increased.

Based on his reasoning and the clues sent by the Dragon Kingdom, the West District is clearly also an "inauspicious place".

Moreover, it might be even more brutal than the mass graves.

From a distance, a hazy mist could be seen shrouding the western cemetery area.

A strange, twisted, withered tree appeared particularly eerie in the mist, as if a group of demons had come to life.

When Su Ming looked over, he saw a human head hanging upside down, its mouth wide open, dripping with scarlet liquid, staring greedily at him.

The human head seemed to grow on a withered tree, like a fruit, with twisted and strange branches resembling its trunk, exuding a terrifying aura.

A red ribbon hung from the twisted tree trunk, fluttering in the wind, as if welcoming his arrival.

At the same time, an indescribable sense of oppression permeated the hazy mist and pressed down on him.

Although he hadn't officially stepped inside yet, Su Ming could already feel a chill approaching.

Like tiny maggots, they wanted to penetrate his skin, flesh, and bones.

However, the old oil lamp in his hand suddenly flashed with a flame, as if stimulated, and the flame rose up, the soft and warm light instantly dispelling the strange feeling in his body.

Su Ming frowned slightly, then relaxed, his smile widening as he looked at the cemetery so close at hand, as if he had seen something interesting.

At that moment, he actually felt an extremely dangerous sensation from the cemetery in front of him.

Clearly, the creatures inside are even more terrifying than those in the mass grave!

The silly dog ​​at his feet still looked as foolish as ever, following him around in a daze. However, its muscles were noticeably tense and its tail was wagging much slower, indicating that it was not as calm as he had imagined.

Just as Su Ming and the silly dog ​​stepped into the mist,

A series of rustling footsteps approached, catching their attention.

The man and dog looked up and saw several thin figures dressed in mourning clothes, their faces covered, emerging from the mist at some point. Their bamboo baskets were covered with red cloth, presumably containing offerings and incense for worship.

These thin figures, dressed in mourning clothes, moved in unison, their movements somewhat stiff, giving off a strange feeling; they seemed lifeless, not like living people.

Su Ming and the silly dog ​​paused, their eyes fixed on the figures dressed in mourning clothes approaching from behind, their gazes lingering as they walked inside.

As they crossed paths, the red cloth covering the bamboo basket was slightly lifted by the airflow, revealing a bloody corner, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Su Ming could clearly sense pairs of strange gazes silently watching him, scrutinizing him, as if trying to ascertain something.

The two sides were extremely close at this moment, and Su Ming was able to clearly see the appearance of the person who had just arrived.

The face was incredibly lifelike, with pale skin, blush on her cheeks, and a strange smile on her face that stretched from her lips to her ears. Her dark eyes held a hint of liveliness.

These were surprisingly several paper figures dressed in mourning clothes, with lifelike expressions.

If we weren't in close proximity, we would probably mistake them for living people.

Those pairs of dark, lively, and eerie eyes, combined with their bizarre and terrifying "smiling faces," are enough to drive a normal person crazy.

"Holy crap, what the hell is that?! It scared the crap out of me!"

"Holy crap, I almost peed my pants watching the live stream in the middle of the night! Are you kidding me?! Those are actually moving paper figures?!"

"Ugh, I was feeling a bit like I needed to pee and go to the toilet, but now it's all gone. I don't even dare to leave my room."

At this moment, many viewers from China watching the live stream subconsciously pulled their exposed toes back under the covers, shivering.

The terrifying paper figure, dressed in mourning clothes, suddenly stopped its stiff steps, its head began to turn, staring straight at Su Ming and the silly dog ​​in front of it, as if it was thinking about something.

However, Su Ming and the silly dog ​​remained calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever, and looked at the strange figure dressed in mourning clothes with amusement.

For a moment, they stared at each other, wide-eyed.

The light from the old oil lamp shone on their faces.

The eerie atmosphere instantly froze.

Suddenly, Su Ming raised the old oil lamp slightly and shoved it directly in front of the several terrifying paper figures.

The flickering flames illuminated their terrifying faces, making them appear even more distinct and horrifying.

But Su Ming wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he subconsciously moved closer, propping his head up and rubbing his chin. He looked at Su Ming face to face with a curious gaze, almost touching him.

The silly dog ​​also stood up, hugging its owner's leg, its huge dog eyes staring fearlessly at the terrifying paper figure before it, as if to say:

"What are you looking at!"

[Rule Four: Occasionally, people will come to offer sacrifices in the middle of the night. Please do not disturb them or communicate with them. They will not harm you unless you do something reckless.]

Perhaps it was the awkwardness of staring at each other, face to face.

Perhaps they knew Su Ming was not someone to be trifled with.

Those strange gazes quickly withdrew in disappointment.

The paper figures, dressed in mourning clothes, walked silently toward the center of the cemetery.

The cemetery in front of us is somewhat different from other cemeteries.

Only three tombs stand in the center.

The tombstones are not white, but completely black, without any inscriptions or photos. They are clustered together and, from a distance, look like the Chinese character "山" (mountain).

Several terrifying paper figures dressed in mourning clothes and with eerie smiles arrived at the tomb. Under the watchful eyes of Su Ming and Gouzi, they slowly lifted the red cloth covering the bamboo basket in their hands and began to take out the "offerings" and incense inside.

One by one, huge, snow-white "candles" were taken out, their bizarre appearance attracting a lot of attention.

The candle wick was actually a piece of snow-white bone.

As the flame was lit, the green candlelight shone brightly in the mist.

As the candlelight burned, a foul stench of decay instantly filled the entire cemetery, carrying a nauseating odor.

The corpse oil was used as wax, and the white bones were used as the core.

Su Ming's eyes paused slightly, and he immediately recognized that the skeleton used as the candle wick was human bone.

Moreover, judging from its size, it should be the skeleton of a child.

The white wax on the outside is probably extracted from human corpses, and when lit, it emits a foul stench.

Next, the eerie paper figure with a sinister smile began to take out "offerings" from the bamboo basket.

Those were bloody, still steaming human heads!

Moreover, there are as many as nine of them.

Each head retains an expression of fear and pain.

Clearly, he suffered unimaginable torment before his death.