I strolled around leisurely.

There were nothing but mounds of earth. The more I looked at it, the less interested I was in taking a walk.

There are still some offerings in front of some luxury houses.

But it's just a skeleton and can't eat or drink.

Even if dragon meat was placed in front of it, it would not be attracted to it at all.

As for leaving the cemetery and going out to take a look.

Stop joking. Not to mention whether you might bump into anyone on the road, you might accidentally scare someone to death.

Even if we successfully reach a populated area.

Then its fate will be even worse.

Once discovered, it would be considered an evil spirit and burned, chopped, or sunk into a pond...

It's just a small piece of crispy skin, and it can't even hide from the crowd.

How could I be so stubborn as to blend into the crowd?

A skeleton’s life is also a life.

He strolled back to his humble abode.

This time, it found a stream not far away.

Well, there are mountains and water here.

You know what, the feng shui of this place where I’m buried is quite good.

I admired the environment of my community for a moment.

When I looked at the small mound of earth, I was in trouble again.

It jumped out when it came out, but it fell apart...

Are we going to break up again this time?

After hesitating for a long time, it finally decided to climb down.

It's annoying to always pick up your own bones.

After crawling tremblingly for a long time, it finally returned to its original place.

He piled dirt on himself little by little.

Finally, after covering his skull, he looked at it again.

He was satisfied only after he made sure that his entire body was covered with soil.

It doesn't want to leave any bones outside.

It's like it's for people to watch.

After burying it back in the soil, I have to say, I feel quite safe.

Just like being in bed.

"Could it be that the soul is attached to the skeleton?"

The skeleton activated its nonexistent brain.

I wondered why I was conscious and able to walk.

This is simply unbelievable.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it, sleep."

Anyway, we don't need its skeleton to hold up the sky if it falls.

I don't know why, but it feels weird.

It can control the time it sleeps.

……

When it woke up again, it was awakened by a loud voice.

"Where did this bastard come from? He can wake up the skeleton."

But it also clearly realized that since there were people here, it must be daytime.

It will never go out even if you kill it.

"Dad, you must bless your son to make a fortune."

"Otherwise my son won't be able to find a wife."

"Our Liu family is going to be extinct."

There's no need for eavesdropping; the loud voice can be heard by it.

"Heh~ Being your dad is really tiring."

"I still want you to order me around even after I die."

To think that there was such a filial son would make even a skeleton roll his eyes.

But since this time, it seems to have found some fun.

I didn't sleep either, and often listened to the noises of people coming to worship.

There is such a variety of types.

The most outrageous thing is that one time in the middle of the night, someone came to dig up the grave.

After listening for a long time, it realized that the person who came to dig the grave was not someone else.

It was the son of that family.

The grave was for a couple, but the son wanted to dig out his own mother's remains.

Put the body of his father's concubine in it.

Let his father and aunt be buried together.

He was still mumbling something, saying that mom passed away early and dad came to accompany you a few years ago.

It was your aunt who raised him with great difficulty, and your father has been with you for several years.

My aunt's only wish before she died was to be buried with my father.

Mother will definitely understand him.

So they dug his mother out and buried her again in a corner.

At that time, the skeleton was so shocked that it almost fell apart.

There are so many filial sons that it is impossible to count them all.

This cemetery is truly the most authentic display of human nature after death.

You can tell from the weeds growing on the graves.

I don’t know how long it has been since anyone came to worship.

Oh, although no one will come to worship it.

But it has been cut into pieces, and you can tell by looking at the skull.

There is no one who worships it at all.

Late that night, it was playing with its finger bones.

Clear voices were heard from the ground.

Judging from the clarity of the sound, it seems to be very close to its little mound.

"Boss, let's do this."

"Now I can live happily for several years."

"That's right, follow the boss and enjoy the good life."

"No matter how hard those idiots rack their brains, they will never guess that we are hiding in this grave."

"Let's go back to the mountain tomorrow."

"No one, no matter who is in the sky, can find us."

What followed was a group of people fawning and laughing wildly.

I understand. They are a group of bandits.

Or a group of bandits who have already robbed the property.

“Ill-gotten gains.”

"Of course, everyone who sees it will get a share."

It has no intention of reporting to the police.

It is no longer a human being. It has nothing to do with good or bad people.

Looking at my neighbor’s mansion, I remembered that I didn’t even have any clothes on.

Not to mention any burial objects.

Skeletons also have a sense of comparison, okay?

Starting from scratch is here.

What is in front of it are the burial objects sent to it.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Wait until the group of people had completely stopped moving.

A skull quietly poked out from the small mound of earth.

After staring for a while, I made sure that the group of people were already asleep.

It then crawled out quietly.

He tiptoed all the way to a carriage.

It was so nervous that it didn't even dare to breathe.

Although it doesn't have any gas.

The group of people were all bald, and it was obvious that the carriage was stolen property.

When I lifted the curtain, I saw that there were more than a dozen boxes filling up most of the carriage.

In order not to alarm the people next to the carriage, it slowed down even further.

Wait and open one of the boxes.

If it had eyes, they would probably be glowing with gold now.

The box was filled with gold ingots and various jewellery.

It was thinking of moving everything away.

But first of all, its skeleton can't move so many boxes.

Secondly, it seems that I can’t leave my humble abode.

If you want to let go of everything, you have to redecorate.

It doesn't even have someone to worship it, so it's time for ghosts to decorate it.

After thinking for a moment, it decided to take more gold ingots.

Take those jewellery with you.

Gold is hard currency, it understands.

There just happened to be a few inconspicuous bags in the carriage.

I think it must be those bandits.

He picked up a bag at random and dumped out the garbage inside.

Wrap up all the gold ingots and jewels.

Then he quietly carried it back to his own little mound.

We went back and forth like this several times, and later we just put everything in two bags.

It won’t be able to move any more.

Looking at the golden glittering area inside my own mound of earth, it seemed as if it had reached its limit of capacity.

Then it stopped.

And out of the dozen or so boxes in the carriage, it only moved one.

It felt no guilt at all for stealing the gold and silver.

What kind of morality is this to talk to a skeleton?

The best way is to prepare burial objects for yourself.

After burying himself again, he held the golden ingots.

That's so satisfying.

"We are also skeletons with burial objects."

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