The air temperature dropped suddenly.

A few seconds later, as Jason breathed, white puffs of breath began to appear.

At the same time, in the shadows in the distance, a trail spreads out.

The path is pale.

Built entirely from human bones.

The thigh bones serve as supports, the entire ribs serve as the road surface, and the skulls serve as street lights.

Every meter forward, green flames will light up in the skull's eye sockets.

After a few breaths, the trail appeared in front of Jason's feet.

Click, click.

Amidst the sound of bones rubbing together, a skeleton kneeling on one knee appeared on the bone path in front of Jason's feet, holding an open letter on the raised hand bones.

The letter paper was an old yellow color, with curly writing on it——

New friends:

I have prepared fine wine and delicious food.

I hope you can accept my invitation.

Gravekeeper

Kr1342.8.29

…

Jason didn't pick up the letter. He twitched his nose.

There is a faint smell of wine and a hint of food.

Especially the latter!

It is ‘food’ in the true sense of the word to him!

Therefore, Jason stepped onto this bone path without hesitation.

The moment Jason took a step forward, the rising skeleton disappeared.

When Jason's feet stepped on the bone path, the entire path began to move, like a conveyor belt.

Soon, Jason, who was standing on the Bone Trail, passed through the streets and alleys of Terte and entered an unknown place.

The surrounding land is barren.

Dry plants.

The exposed ground has long since dried up and cracked.

This is not the landscape near Terte.

At least, Jason hasn't seen it.

Instead, it’s a bit like the ‘small world’ of the evil dragon Doyle.

But, it's a little different.

Because, this is not complete enough!

It doesn't have the sense of completeness of a 'small world', it's a bit like an incomplete copy.

Jason looked around and commented secretly.

About two minutes later,

A huge cemetery appeared in Jason's field of vision.

The cemetery in front of us does not have any external walls, and we can clearly see the layers of tombstones of different shapes. In the center of the cemetery, a tombstone that is a thousand meters high stands there, like a mountain peak.

The tombstones surrounded by layers showed a slope, and the bone path began to move upward.

Jason stood firmly on top.

Ignoring the raised handrail.

By the time the Bone Trail came to a stop, Jason was already standing in front of the mountain-like tombstone.

Under the tombstone, a rectangular table covered with a white tablecloth has been prepared.

There are high-backed chairs on either side of the table.

In the middle of the table, there is a black vase.

There is a bouquet of pale yellow chrysanthemums inside.

"Nice flower, isn't it?"

"I bought it at Turte's flower shop this morning."

In a slightly old voice, a thin old man with white beard and hair came out.

The opponent is not only skinny, but also a little stooped, and he is holding a cane in his hand.

Jason looked at the other person, not surprised at all.

As early as when he set foot on the Bone Trail, Jason sensed the other party's existence.

No matter how hard the other party tries to hide, Jason's perception at this moment is that there is nothing to hide.

Jason looked at the other person.

The other party was also looking at Jason.

Then, he shook his head and sighed.

"Jason, you are younger than I thought!"

The other party sighed.

Then, he raised his hand and motioned for Jason to sit down.

He walked straight to the seat on the other side.

Jason and the other party's high-backed chairs moved away automatically without having to do anything personally.

Jason looked behind the high-backed chair.

The faint shadow was extremely clear in his perception at this moment.

The other party was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, and a red bow tie. He meticulously pulled out his chair, bowed to Jason, and made a gesture of invitation.

Ghost attendant?

Jason thought.

"Most of the time, ghosts are less troublesome than living people."

"Loyalty is unparalleled."

"That's what I thought when I created the [Corpse Whisper Contract] - unfortunately, the original creation was not perfect and was a bit rough."

The hunched old man opposite said this.

The words are self-effacing.

However, what he didn't expect was that Jason nodded.

"Well, it's indeed rough."

The rickety old man:???

He just humbled himself, and then, shouldn't Jason also be polite?

Then, he brought up today's topic.

And now?

He couldn't react. His words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

He could only cover it up with bursts of dry laughter.

"From the perspective of the 'Night Watch', Jason, what do you think of the [Corpse Whisper Contract]?"

While laughing, the rickety old man quickly came back to his senses and said.

"have."

"Very rough."

Jason nodded again and said.

The rickety old man was suffocated.

The hand placed under the tablecloth was clenched into a fist.

What he just said as "rough" was self-effacing.

Now, Jason is grabbing him and chasing after him.
To be continued...