C60 (1/2)
At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Tian arrived at the foot of Qingshan's funeral parlor on time. In order to be in a hurry, he didn't even eat lunch.
Many cars passed by and the deafening sound of firecrackers could be heard. Compared to last night's quiet and secluded atmosphere, there was a huge contrast.
Zhou Tian noticed that no one was walking down the long stairs. It was not because everyone was driving. Those who walked along the long stairs would rather take the road and detour than walk on the long stairs. This made him somewhat puzzled.
When Zhou Tian stepped onto the long flight of stairs, a stream of cold yin aura was flowing into his body through the bottom of the ground. The zhen qi was covering every part of his body, and the small cold yin aura was melting rapidly as if it was exposed to the sunlight.
There were people walking on the same path as Zhou Tian. When they saw Zhou Tian walk up the stairs, their expressions changed and they quickly ran over to stop him.
”Young man, you can't climb this flight of stairs!”
Looking back, it was a middle-aged man in his early thirties.
”Why can't you climb this long flight of stairs? I walk on it and it feels really cool. ” Zhou Tian asked.
”This, young man, since you have come down so quickly, there is no reason for me to lie to you.” the middle-aged man shouted.
In fact, Zhou Tian had already understood the middle-aged man's words. This flight of stairs was filled with bones and was surrounded by the aura of death. If an ordinary person were to walk on it, they would be taken advantage of by the aura of death.
However, Zhou Tian still walked down. He wanted to hear if this middle-aged man had any secrets.
When the middle-aged man saw Zhou Tian coming down the long staircase, he let out a breath of relief and slowly told his story.
The middle-aged man was called Yuan Jingcai, and was not from Jiangbei.
According to him, when his Third Uncle died in Jiangbei, he cremated himself at Qingshan's funeral home. At that time, he and his father arrived late, and when they arrived, it was already 6 PM. In order to save time, they entered Qingshan's funeral home.
Originally, he didn't have much to do. After dealing with Third Uncle's cremation, he and his father wanted to return to his hometown. Who would've thought that his father would die for no reason while he himself was seriously ill?
When he woke up from the hospital seven days later, his father had already been sent away by his relatives to be cremated. This sudden departure was hard for him to accept. He asked his relatives to find out how his father had died. Although his father's health was not very good, he had almost no major illness. How could he have died in such a bizarre manner?
His relatives told him that the doctor had found no cause and that his father had died of natural causes.
His father was not even sixty years old yet! Of course that didn't satisfy him, and why was he so ill when his father died? Among the relatives was an old great-uncle who lived near Qingshan's funeral home.
The old great-uncle had asked him if he had chosen to take this long flight of stairs for the sake of getting close.
He nodded his head, and the old granduncle lamented, ”You youngsters really don't know your place. If you can save your life this time, then I'll take it!”
Afterwards, the old granduncle told them about the mystery behind the long staircase. The construction of the Green Mountain Funeral Home didn't go smoothly, as if someone had come across something unclean and many people had died.
Originally, this flight of stairs was a long ditch, or rather, a ditch from a long time ago.
The builders, in order to hide themselves in the darkness, had secretly buried the unfortunate dead under this ditch and built such a long staircase over it.
Unfortunately, he saw it at that time. As the sky was dark, he did not know exactly how many people had died, but there were at least a hundred, because he heard someone among them say that each person had to climb a flight of stairs.
Because too many ghosts had died at the foot of this flight of stairs, at night, ghosts would appear. Those who dared to walk on this flight of stairs, aside from those who had a tough life, would find it difficult to escape from being possessed.
At that time, he was completely dumbfounded. What era was this? Where did such a thing come from?
The other relatives in Jiangbei were also dumbfounded. They had never heard of such a thing.
That old granduncle also knew that they did not believe him, but he did hear a lot of news about those people who had climbed that flight of stairs that night and died in the end.
He did not believe it, and when he was better, he went up the long stairs again one night, and as a result he fell ill again, and he was at last afraid.
He sold the house at his hometown and chose to stay here for a long time because he wanted to find out the secret of this long staircase.
Zhou Tian was silent for a moment. Yuan Jing had only said one thing, but this long flight of stairs was indeed harmful. As long as one stayed in this world for a day, one more person could suffer.
He had the intention to help solve this problem, but in reality, it was not as simple as what Yuan Jing had said.
However, there were many dangers on both sides of the stairs. If he wanted to truly solve the problem, he would have to find the source.
”Thank you for your concern. However, I am stronger than most people, and the sun is high in the sky right now. None of the evils dare to approach me.”
After he finished speaking, Zhou Tian continued to walk towards the long staircase.
That Yuan Jing had been shouting, but she didn't dare to walk up the long stairs.
Zhou Tian was even more cautious as he stepped onto the long stairs again. It was not because he was afraid of the death aura, but because he wanted to find out the secrets of this place.
”It seems that there were indeed zombies last night.”