Chapter 1102 Tomb Keeper (1400 1600 Supplement)

The night was dark.

Aaron opened his eyes.

His head was a little groggy, and when he touched his forehead, it was actually hot.

Apparently, he has a fever.

'This dimensionality reduction... is not very lucky. ’

Dry and cracked lips, weak limbs...

Aaron was deeply aware of the frailty of this descending body.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that the original owner died directly and left his body to him?

The so-called dimensionality reduction is to transmit thinking to another lower dimension.

Even, there is not only one dimensional world.

In the Bloody Battle Hall, there are several carefully marked planes, which have been explored for the most part and are marked as suitable for apprentices to train and break through.

Alas, those asking prices are too high.

Other than that, the only option is to try luck and develop unknown dimensions.

With only 1 Lang on Aaron, natural selection is to explore unknown dimensions.

Moreover, just the transfer of thinking can be completed in the virtual universe, which is very convenient.

"Generally speaking... exploring unknown dimensions, there is even a 32.97% chance of falling into the dimension gap, and direct thinking is annihilated... I am lucky."

"But...according to spiritual intuition...this should be the most suitable dimensional world for me, right?"

Aaron murmured.

At this time, he sank and found more differences: "This world... can't use spirituality?"

"No... It should be the difference in the basic rules of the dimension and need to be deleted... If the deity or the secret source is there, maybe you can directly force it and tamper with the basic rules of a world in an instant... That is, you don't adapt to the world, but let the world adapt. myself! But I can't do it..."

"How long haven't you felt such a weak feeling?"

"Once my body dies, my mind is annihilated, and the body on Pluto is also dead... This is the price of dimensionality reduction!"

"It's no wonder that most of those who succeeded in dimensionality reduction were able to break through in the end... After all, they have the consciousness to gamble with their lives..."

Aaron did not force himself to get up, but continued to lie down.

The soft and rough touch under his body made him understand that what he was lying on was probably a hard board covered with hay, or the ground.

And as Aaron began to think, more scattered memories emerged little by little...

Zorro, Yanan Town, Cemetery...

Countless lights and shadows float, and by the way, there are some unfamiliar language information...

Fortunately, Aaron was very accustomed to this, and quickly absorbed and understood the language, and then sorted out other memories of this body.

'His name is Zorro... Originally an orphan, he was adopted by the old cemetery keeper...'

'After the old grave keeper died, Zorro inherited the other's duty as the grave keeper and continued to be the grave keeper in the small town... Every night, he had to patrol several acres of cemeteries, and the lamp oil was provided by the local lord, because My career is quite unlucky, and I haven't gotten married so far... Well, although I'm only in my twenties, in this ancient times like the Middle Ages, I'm definitely considered an older youth. ’

'The wine in the pub in Yanan Town is good, and the waitress is also very beautiful... er, why are you impressed? Well...it's normal for a barmaid to have a natural and pollution-free second job. ’

...

After a short rest, Aaron reluctantly got up.

He was dressed in linen, already covered with patches and smudges.

With a creak, the small wooden door opened.

Rows of tombstones, lying or standing, spread along the road in an orderly manner, with no end in sight...

This is a cemetery and Zorro's home.

"Only death is the fairest, the ultimate gift of time to everyone!"

Aaron looked at a statue of a veiled woman with a sickle and muttered to himself.

Immediately, he carried the lantern and began to move slowly in the cemetery.

"Hoohoo!"

His body is still very weak, and he takes a few steps to breathe for a while.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Aaron to arrive at his destination.

That is the entrance to the cemetery, and a row of 'beating willows' was planted!

Well, it is actually a willow-like plant with very long branches, and it is easy to hit people when the wind blows.

He plucked a few willow branches and leaves, and peeled off a little willow bark.

Putting the peeled fresh branches in my mouth and chewing, I don't know if it is a psychological illusion, and I feel that various symptoms are much better.

"What's the matter... In ancient times, there was a shortage of doctors and medicines, and a cold and fever could kill you..."

'Fortunately, the surviving dead species should not have bad physiques, so they can handle it, right? ’

Aaron returned to the gravekeeper's hut with his things, and decided to boil willow bark water early tomorrow morning.

‘I don’t know what this low-dimensional world looks like? ’

'Zorro is just a grave keeper after all, with a narrow field of vision... It's not bad to know that Yanan Town belongs to the Baron of Lancaster...'

The green taste in his mouth gradually spread, and Aaron was inexplicably emotional.

The world seems to be still in a stage similar to the Middle Ages in Europe.

The people are ignorant, the lord is arrogant...

It feels like I have returned to the beginning of time when I just started to travel.

"The green forest..."

Aaron sighed: "So...I have come this far before I know it?"

He extinguished the lantern and stared at the moonlight outside the window for a long time.

Suddenly, a few lights flickered, attracting Aaron's attention.

It is late at night and no one will come to mourn the loved ones.

Obviously, those few lights may have been brought by the grave keeper's mortal enemy, the tomb robber.

They like to dig the graves of the buried people and steal the grave goods.

This is quite a despicable act.

Once caught, it is possible to be directly beheaded!

Zorro's instinct made Aaron want to venture out and stop these tomb robbers, but he was quickly suppressed by Aaron.

'I am so weak now that even a child can't beat me...why stop the tomb robbers? ’

'Even if it can be stopped, the price is too high for me to bear...'

"It's better to wait until they are satisfied and leave..."

'Then I can go and restore the tomb, so I can hide it for a long time at least, even a lifetime! ’

Aaron naturally chose Gou's response.

After all, if he dies, the dimensionality reduction body will also die!

Even if it is a clone, it is good to be alive.

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to sleep until dawn, before going to wipe his buttocks for the tomb robbers, a scream suddenly sounded, tearing apart the peaceful night.

"Depend on!"

Aaron's eyes that he just closed opened again: "Can you be a bit of a literate tomb robber? You are no longer a tomb robber, but a robber!"

Although he complained, he obviously knew that there was definitely something wrong with the group of tomb robbers outside!

He was lying on the crack of the door, carefully observing the scene in the cemetery.

Several tomb robbers rolled and ran away, calling out words like Mommy, obviously greatly frightened.

As if in the darkness, something terrible was chasing them.

The screams came one after another. If it wasn't for the remote location of the cemetery, it might have woken up half of the people in the town.

Immediately, there were two more screams, and two more lanterns were extinguished in the dark night.

That's running out of the cemetery!

The last remaining tomb robber immediately changed the direction of escape and rushed to the only striking building - the gravekeeper's hut!

Boom!

He was a man in his 30s or 40s, with brown hair and a hooked nose. At this moment, he was frantically smashing the door: "Open the door, let me in! Open the door!"

Aaron blocked the door behind him, and added his own weight.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you let me take the risk with you?"

When he complained in his heart, he heard people outside shouting: "Zorro...Zorro...I'm Smith, we drank together, open the door! That monster...that monster is chasing soon!"

"Smith?"

Aaron blinked, remembering it, he was a little impressed, but not familiar.

"It's... a monster?"

He murmured and pushed the door even tighter, no matter how foul-mouthed Smith from the outside world was, he was unmoved.

Soon, Smith's voice outside the door changed from cursing to screaming!

"what!"

Immediately, he quickly became quiet, only the sound of numbing chewing sounded on the scalp.

Aaron peered through the crack of the door.

In the darkness, under the moonlight, a vague figure appeared.

The other party has a hyena-like protruding jaw, long claws and nails, and many parts of his body are covered with fungi, like a corpse.

At this time, the 'corpse' was dragging Smith and slowly walking into the darkness.

'Ghoul? ’

Aaron blinked.

The appearance of this monster looks very similar to the legendary ghoul.

But what surprised Aaron was that at a certain moment in the darkness...the other's back suddenly disappeared!

It's like a teleportation technique!

‘A supernatural evil creature that teleports? ’

"It seems...there are still extraordinary powers in this world..."

‘Just… am I going to report to Baron Lancaster tomorrow? ’

'According to common sense, it should be done...but who knows if the superior will anger me at will? ’

‘Besides that, even if I were to be the guide to find that ghoul, it would be very troublesome! ’

‘The other party didn’t attack me just now? Is it acquainted, or is there enough food, enough to eat? ’

In Aaron's mind, one thought after another emerged.

...

the next day.

early morning.

When it was just dawn, Aaron walked out of the gravekeeper's hut.

At this time, on the door of the house, there are several shocking blood handprints.

On the ground, there are dark brown blood traces that have dried up.

He glanced at it, and immediately fetched water as if nothing had happened, rinsed off the blood on the door, and turned the soil over to cover the previous blood.

He did the same for several other murder scenes.

I have to say that after sweating all over, he felt that his symptoms improved a lot, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Finally, he came to the place where these tomb robbers were going to rob the tomb last night.

Its location is remote, in the corner of the cemetery, and it may have been established for more than a hundred years.

At least, Aaron remembered, hardly anyone came to this place to mourn.

Therefore, even if a tomb is robbed, it may be covered up for a long time - this is the idea of ​​those tomb robbers.

pity……

He shook his head, picked up the shovel discarded by the tomb robber next to him, and shoveled the soil back.

Then, restore the fallen tombstone.

The tombstone has already become mottled, but the epitaph on it is still quite clear—【If you really don’t have a place to live, I don’t mind the two of us squeezing together】

There is also a line of text below, which is the name and date of birth and death, which has been worn away.

It can only be vaguely seen that it is a person called 'Jal Braganza', and the date of birth and death is completely obscure.

'what? I actually know words? No, it's the meaning of this letter. ’

Aaron looked at the tombstone, and suddenly recalled the scene where the old tombkeeper held Zorro's hand and taught the knowledge of words as he passed the tombstone one by one.

'In this age when all the people are illiterate, the old gravekeeper is also a person with a story... It's a pity that he died. ’

The old tomb guard died of old age himself, and the tomb was also in this cemetery, which was dug by Zorro himself.

Aaron was silent for a while, and after restoring the tomb, he came to another part of the cemetery.

Below the still relatively new tombstone, there is a bunch of daisies.

It can be seen that the surroundings are well taken care of.

Aaron took a moment of silence, picked some flowers and buried them next to the tomb: "Zorro also died last night... From today, I am Aaron!"

...

Gravekeepers work mostly at night and need to patrol the cemetery to avoid the undead being disturbed by tomb robbers.

During the day, it is quite leisurely.

The old tomb guard even opened up several acres of wheat fields and vegetable gardens near the cemetery.

The baron of the Lancaster family is a stingy person, and he provides very few things for the grave keeper, and the old grave keeper also raised a Zorro before, so he has to find a way to subsidize it.

In fact, Aaron felt that the job of a grave keeper was a good job in this era, except for the unlucky ones.

After all... it is the same as the mayor, tax officer, and militia captain in the town. It belongs to the "public office", and it may receive the lord's salary!

That's it, it has exceeded 99% of the farmers!

Because the illness was not completely healed, Aaron chose to rest in the morning, and at the same time was sorting out Zorro's last memories.

According to the other party's experience, there is no church organization in this world.

Even nature cults like the green banyan grandmother are rare.

Almost all people only identify with power!

Whoever has the power is the real powerhouse!

However, there are occasionally legends of monsters such as hags, water corpses, and ghosts.

Fortunately, in these legends, these monsters are not very strong. Some were easily eliminated by the soldiers led by the lord, and some were easily eliminated by passing demon hunters.

"Witcher?"

Aaron's eyes lit up: "They should have certain extraordinary abilities, and it is easier to access the extraordinary system of this world..."

"But... I still have to find my strength."

The lunch was very simple, it was tooth-hard brown bread. Aaron boiled a pot of boiling water, and then put the black bread that he finally cut into it and cooked it, just barely able to eat it.

When he got down, he decided to go to Yanan Town to have a look.

After all, some ritual materials can only be bought in the town!