Shang Jianyao excitedly quickened his pace and walked to the ancestral hall’s entrance.
He listened for a while before closing his eyes to sense the area for a while. He then put on his gloves and pushed open the door.
After all, Jiang Baimian had told him to be careful.
A creaking sound echoed in the clearing in front of the ancestral hall as the door opened. The situation inside was also gradually revealed to the Old Task Force members.
Long Yuehong raised his binoculars due to the distance.
Bai Chen had undergone the corresponding genetic modification, and Jiang Baimian had very good eyesight. She still relied solely on her eyes.
They soon saw grayish-white grave mounds.
These grave mounds weren’t large. They were densely packed in the ancestral hall’s impluvium and filled every spot.
“Wow!” Shang Jianyao exclaimed. He turned around and shouted at Jiang Baimian and the others, “This place has become a mass grave!”
Not only was the impluvium filled, but even the side, back, and altar area of the ancestral hall seemed to be filled with mounds.
Jiang Baimian stared at it for a while and muttered to herself, “The missing corpses in the village?”
The dead are buried in the ancestral hall? Long Yuehong was shocked.
“Probably.” Bai Chen felt that it was impossible. She then pursed her lips. “But who buried them?”
Survivors? Long Yuehong guessed inwardly.
However, he quickly overturned this possibility. This was because the survivors wouldn’t have not taken away the canned food and instant noodles or not exhausted themselves.
Shang Jianyao stuck his head past the ancestral hall’s door and sized it up for a while. Only when Jiang Baimian and the others walked to his side did he say with a respectful expression, “Back then, a few people should’ve survived and buried the entire village’s deceased in the ancestral hall.”
This was the same as Long Yuehong’s guess, but the subsequent development was completely different.
“They also lost the confidence to live. They dug their own grave and buried themselves.”
A terrifying and sad development… Long Yuehong muttered.
He didn’t retort because this was a possibility.
Jiang Baimian tersely acknowledged his words and tried to walk into the ancestral hall.
There were only a few places to land her feet between the grayish-white grave mounds. It was rather difficult for the Old Task Force members to enter the hall that worshiped ancestors without stepping on someone’s tomb.
This place was still filled with small grave mounds. Only a few places with tablets weren’t occupied.
Jiang Baimian looked around carefully and realized that the names here all had the Du surname, but there was no Du Shaochong.
She deliberated and said, “Du Shaochong wasn’t dead before the Old World was destroyed, or the news of his death wasn’t sent back.”
She then looked at the grayish-white grave by her feet and hesitated for a moment. “Let’s dig one out and take a look. I keep having the feeling that these tombs are too small. They don’t look like they can bury a person unless they are buried vertically.” “Alright!” Shang Jianyao volunteered. He led Long Yuehong out of the ancestral hall as if he were singing a nursery rhyme and quickly brought back two shovels.
Before long, they dug up a grave.
The corpse wasn’t buried deep. Just a little below, all the bones were piled together.
They had clearly not been buried in a normal manner.
“Chopped up before burying? That saves space.” Shang Jianyao ‘came to a realization.’
Perverse… Long Yuehong only had this thought.
Jiang Baimian shook her head. “These bones were likely picked up for burial. They were buried here after their corpses rotted to bones.”
“Then, who buried them?” Bai Chen frowned.
This definitely wasn’t done by the survivors.