Chapter 1: I am a gravedigger

"Dong~ dong~ dong~"

At the Ding-position graveyard outside Luohe City, three low, dull funeral bell tolls came from not far away.

Lin Feng suddenly woke up from his dream, his eyes filled with extreme terror.

Because he had just had a nightmare, and in the dream, he had turned into someone else.

In the dream, he encountered a drought and famine, was forced to leave his hometown to flee, ate grass roots and gnawed on tree bark on the road, was swept up by refugees, suppressed by the authorities, encountered ghost disasters, struggled to survive, and eventually became a gravedigger in Luohe City.

The profound dream gradually faded, and Lin Feng slowly regained his senses.

However, as he saw the things before him clearly, the hair all over his body stood on end in an instant!

Because he was currently in a dilapidated wooden shack.

The doors and windows of the shack were tightly shut, the interior was damp, black mold grew in the corners, and he was sitting on a short couch.

"Could it be that I am still dreaming?"

Lin Feng pinched himself in disbelief, and the sharp pain made him wake up instantly.

"So, I have transmigrated?"

Lin Feng's mind was stiff for a while before he gradually understood his current situation.

"Fleeing, begging, gravedigger... and ghosts, they are all real!"

But immediately after, Lin Feng's face turned ugly, because his current profession was extremely dangerous!

The public graveyard outside Luohe City was where the gravediggers specialized in burying those who died unnatural deaths and had no one to claim their bodies.

They say that being buried in the earth brings peace, but some corpses are filled with resentment and hatred before they die; how could it be so easy to make them lie peacefully in the earth?

According to the memories of his predecessor, gravediggers here died every other day for various reasons.

Even his predecessor himself did not escape this fate!

Yesterday, his predecessor followed the orders of the bailiffs to bury a bloated floating corpse.

As a result, while burying it, the corpse suddenly struggled and scratched his arm, although in the end, he forcibly buried the corpse in the soil.

But last night, his predecessor was startled awake in his dream, and then he was suffocated to death on the short couch as if he had fallen into water.

This terrifying method of death was definitely related to a ghost, and that floating corpse might just be a ghost!

"Twenty years? I actually signed a twenty-year indenture?!"

But immediately after, Lin Feng felt a sense of desperate suffocation; in his memory, his predecessor had been tricked by the bailiffs into signing such a contract because he was ignorant.

He couldn't even stand twenty days in this godforsaken place! Who knew what terrifying things he would encounter in the future?

"Bang! Bang!"

"Dog Egg! Dog Egg!"

"Those bailiffs are here, get to work quickly!"

Suddenly, Lin Feng's door was knocked, and a familiar voice reached his ears.

This was Old Quezi, who was stationed at the Ding-position graveyard with him.

"Coming!"

Lin Feng was startled, then quickly jumped off the short couch.

He moved his limbs a little; although this body had been malnourished for a long time, its stature was not bad.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and then opened the wooden door.

"Be careful, damn it, someone died over at the Bing-position!"

Old Quezi, who was leaning on a wooden stick and dressed sloppily, lowered his voice as soon as he saw him come out.

"Mm, I know."

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the funeral bell he heard when he first woke up; it meant a gravedigger had died.

"Here, eat this to pad your stomach if you're hungry. Follow me now, the bailiffs are waiting over there!"

Saying this, Old Quezi took two flour cakes from his bosom and stuffed them into Lin Feng's hands, then turned and walked away.

Lin Feng immediately took the flour cakes; only after experiencing this world did he know how precious food was and how terrifying hunger could be.

Outside the small courtyard where the wooden shack was located were rows of grave mounds, both new and old, but the vast majority were dirt mounds without tombstones.

In reality, the nature of this entire graveyard was similar to a mass grave.

It was just that the government had set up twelve gravediggers to manage this place to avoid too many ghost disasters.

If they had relatives, they would naturally pay attention to returning to their roots, either buried in ancestral graves or in their hometowns.

Not far outside the small courtyard, two people wearing bailiff robes were waiting there with a donkey cart.

"Sorry to keep you two bailiffs waiting!"

Old Quezi immediately walked up leaning on his wooden stick and smiled apologetically at them.

"You old thing, if it weren't for your diligence, I wouldn't bother waiting for you!"

One of the bailiffs was quite tall, wearing an oversized bailiff robe, looking just like a thin bamboo pole.

"Yes, yes, yes, you've worked hard, Bailiff! You've worked hard!"

Old Quezi hurriedly cupped his hands and smiled apologetically at the two.

Compared to officials with ranks, these bailiffs, although without rank or grade, were even more difficult to deal with.

For example, if they sent more corpses of those who died unnatural deaths, died unjustly, or encountered ghost disasters here, it would cost them their lives!

"Alright, hurry up and get this corpse buried!"

The other bailiff, who had a few black moles on his face, said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, Dog Egg, what are you waiting for?"

Old Quezi immediately beckoned to Lin Feng; his legs were bad, so he usually handled the social interactions, while Lin Feng was responsible for digging holes and burying people.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort and fear in his heart, and came to the donkey cart.

He saw a corpse on the cart covered by a dirty black cloth, with faint scarlet blood dripping from the donkey cart.

Then, the black cloth was directly lifted by a bailiff, and Lin Feng immediately saw the condition of the corpse clearly.

The corpse was wearing short clothes, had a large stature, long arms, and calluses on the tiger's mouth, with only a few hideous wounds on its back.

Seeing this, Lin Feng actually felt relieved, because this person had been killed by someone.

The probability of such a corpse mutating was very small, so it was considered a relatively safe corpse.

"Hoo~"

Lin Feng grabbed the corpse by both shoulders and dragged it off the donkey cart, then dragged it directly toward the open space in the graveyard nearby.

The others were not surprised; corpses of unknown origin and unclaimed were usually buried in a hastily dug hole.

As for why they didn't burn them or prepare coffins, burial clothes, incense, candles, or paper money?

First, burning a corpse required a large amount of firewood, which cost money; second, ordinary fire had no effect on ghosts or corpses about to undergo corpse transformation.

As for coffins, burial clothes, incense, candles, and paper money, those were things that only those with relatives or wealthy families could afford.

Dragging the corpse to the open space in the graveyard, Lin Feng found a hoe and began to dig a hole.

It didn't take much effort to bury a corpse, and soon Lin Feng dragged the corpse into the hole and buried it.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a sound of "rustling" pages turning echoed in his mind.

Immediately, an ancient book appeared before his eyes, with the five ancient seal characters "Ghost-Planting and Ghost-Raising Scripture" written on the cover.

Then the cover turned, the pages unfolded, and content composed of numerous ancient seal characters appeared before Lin Feng's eyes.

"Humans have nine orifices and are the spiritual leaders of all things; the mechanisms of heaven and earth are all within their bodies, so they should be good seeds!"

This string of ancient seal characters did not need to be recognized; one only needed to see them to understand their true meaning.

"Planting corpses!?"

The moment Lin Feng understood the meaning, he felt his scalp tingle.

He had seen planting flowers, grass, and trees, but this was the first time he had heard of planting corpses!

But immediately after, patterns and text emerged on the pages.

What made Lin Feng's scalp tingle was that the pattern was actually the corpse he had just buried! ===== CHAPTER 2 =====