Book 3: Chapter 8: Ghost Banquet

Book 3: Chapter 8: Ghost Banquet

Fatty sometimes said some absolutely crazy things, but there had been a few times when he was very accurate. I was right in the middle of thinking that this scene was a little strange, so when he said that, I suddenly realized why.

As I had pried all the porcelain items from the corpses hands and put them in one place, I had a momentary impression of their quantity and style. It really was like a banquet configuration.

I went over to the place where the porcelain was piled up and started grouping them according to the ancient dining etiquette. By the time I was done, I had separated them into ten whole sets and three incomplete sets, bringing the total to thirteen sets.

In other words, there were ten complete sets of tableware consisting of wine vessels, utensils, and large and small plates. This banquet set had four or five dishes and two wine vessels, which indicated that it had been for a big, joyous feast.

All the tableware was made in the same style, which really showed that they came from the same banquet. But there wasnt any food residue on the tableware; they were all just standard funerary objects that hadnt been used. The whole situation was really very strange.

"Its weird, Mr. Nave," Fatty said to me. "Its like a huge make-believe event where anyone who played all became possessed. Then, they came to this grove and buried themselves in the holes they dug in the ground."

I didnt know what the specific situation was yet, nor did I know what had happened to these grave robbers. Maybe there was a banquet-like burial chamber in the worlds second most valuable tomb that they had ransacked. But why did they only steal the banquet porcelain? Did that tomb only have one dining-themed burial chamber?

I continued arranging the porcelain sets into groups and placed them in a circle until it seemed like there was a banquet being held on the forest floor. Only three sets were incomplete, which meant that either some people hadnt been dug up yet or they werent dead.

I glanced at Ping Lian. The dog was exhausted and laying off to the side in a daze, so I knew that it would be impossible to force him to continue.

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I looked at the sky. The light was dimming quickly and it was getting darker out, which made the fear in my heart increase.

We turned on our flashlights and walked quickly until we had returned to the place where we had stacked the bodies earlier. At this time, all my hair suddenly stood on end.

The bodies were gone. The place where we had left them was completely bare.

Under my flashlights glow, I saw that all of the bodies werent in their original positions and the place was empty. I swept my flashlight around to look for them and immediately found them all in another place.

Somehow, they had all moved to the place where I had set up the banquet tableware and were now sitting around it.

I froze and immediately realized that the banquet was still going on!

But they all kept their heads down and remained silent in the darkness.

I hadnt been that scared for a long time and all the hair on my body was standing on end, but it was mainly because I had been caught off guard.

Damn it, I broke my past record. This time Ive revived a dozen zombies at once. I cursed inwardly and tried to pull Poker-Face back, but he grabbed my hand and stopped me. Before I could react, I noticed that he had a solemn expression on his face. He looked around and then turned off his flashlight.

I was just about to ask him what was going on, but he hushed me and turned off my flashlight before saying, "Hide."

"Huh?" I was taken aback for a moment

He very carefully dragged me through the trees and walked around the outer edge of the corpse banquet. Then, he did something that really creeped me outhe found a small table with few people and made me sit down.