"What should we do?"
Miao Yingying looked at the receding figures of Cao Liuyu and Liu Dacheng, almost crying in desperation.
"The face in the quilt?"
Chu He kept muttering, "And... omnipresent danger? Liu Xin... bring the binoculars."
"Chu He, even though you're in charge, I'm not going to be sent to my death..."
Liu Xin suddenly shuddered. "Some of these tricks can kill along the line of sight!"
"Then let's go to the mountain top together."
Chu He said, "No matter how difficult the job is, it can't possibly kill all of us at the start; we need to take a gamble on our luck..."
Burial Mountain Cemetery was a small hill.
Their location was right opposite grave number 27, completely obscured by the hill.
But from the top of the hill, looking down, they could still make out some details.
"I agree!"
Zhong Shenxiu nodded her head and followed Chu He to the mountain top.
Murong Hong, Zong Sheng, Han Bingjie, and others hurriedly followed suit.
