"Wow, dog, you have the talent for treasure hunting!"

James took a piece of dead branches and fiddled with a pile of debris on the ground.

They include a black glove, several mottled ancient metal coins, a ring, a badge and other accessories.

These are all the gains that Erha dug out of the soil.

"This badge..."

Diana squatted down and looked at the pattern on it: "Used a shield, sword, and a Bauhinia... This is the style of the Chris Empire. Its owner, perhaps a nobleman of the Chris Empire... Well, the kind from three hundred years ago!"

She looked at the skull with a strange expression.

‘This woman…it seems to be very yearning for the nobles…’

Sulu said silently in his heart.

"Hey... don't look at that badge, what do you think is this?"

John grabbed the ancient coins without hesitation, wiped off the soil and filth on it, revealing a shiny luster: "Gold! This is gold coins, and the value of antiques... we are going to give a sum."

"Send a deal?"

Elizabeth hesitated, "Doesn't we hand it over to its owner and then bury them well?"

"Don't be stupid..."

John looked at the small thief hole and his eyes shone: "Maybe... there is a treasure inside! I suggest that we explore the place well and bury its original owner at most. The remaining things are the rewards we deserve!"

‘The guy who was blinded by greed…the real good thing in the grave should have belonged to Harlock…’

Sulu glanced at Erha.

I found the dog squatting there, showing a serious dog face, looking at the owner and arguing with his friends.

‘Well… Isaac is a good child, insisting on burying the burial objects together. His family conditions should be very good… Diana is reluctant to leave that badge… James’ attitude is ambiguous, but if he really gets rich, he will definitely ask for his share… As for Elizabeth…’

Sulu also watched coldly.

Suddenly, Elizabeth noticed his gaze and asked, "Shawn, where is your opinion?"

"My opinion... is to return the burial objects to the original owner... You must know that the owner of this grave may be an irritable, stingy, and jealous guy..."

Sulu glanced at the dark forest and curled her lips slightly.

"Neuropathy……"

John cursed: "You don't want it, give it to me!"

He lay in front of the thief hole that was a bit narrow for people, as if he was trying to get in.

Suddenly, John screamed and turned backwards.

His expression was extremely pale, his whole body was shaking, and there were some wet marks at the base of his pants.

"What's going on?"

"you……"

Such anomaly immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When Elizabeth and Diana saw John's ugly appearance, they couldn't help but turn their heads red.

"Ah! That... there is a face in that hole!"

John stammered and revealed his discovery just now: "He...he just stared at me! stared at me!"

"No!"

James held the logging axe and lay down slightly, staring inside the cave: "Harlock didn't find it before..."

"Maybe...that is the undead that the tomb owner can't wander!"

Sulu made a statement at this time.

"The Undead? Interesting statement... Do you believe in the existence of the soul?" Elizabeth asked back.

"Maybe...but if I were the owner of the tomb, I wouldn't want anyone to take away my burial objects."

Sulu insisted on his opinion.

He found that these people were targeted by a vengeful spirit, so it is best to use peaceful means to solve the problem.

Although... the source of all this is a dog.

'It should be that Harlock dug up the other party's grave last night and ate some special items or potions that would cause a "mutation"! What the vengeful spirit really pursued should be that extraordinary wealth, but unfortunately... he hasn't gone back yet.'

Sulu can only try to bury the corpse and see if he can comfort the other party.

Because his condition is really bad, he doesn't want to do it.

The scene was a little solidified.

James thrust his lips and wanted to say something.

"ah!!!"

At this moment, Diana pointed to a place in the forest and screamed: "There are...someone!"

"who?"

James rushed over and found that there was no sign of people, and there were no traces of people walking on the ground.

"I saw... it was a very weird person, dressed in a weird way, with an ancient style, wearing a hunter suit and that medal, with a pale face and bleeding eyes..."

Diana squatted down with her arms in her arms: "He...he is not like a living person!"

"No, right? Is there really a ghost?"

My friends hit ghosts one after another, and even Isaac became suspicious.

"To be safe... we should bury him, and don't take away the burial objects, right?"

Everyone was startled to agree quickly.

They spent a day digging the robbery hole in the mound and clearing out the other party's corpse.

It was a very ordinary dry bone, and the clothes on his body were torn and tidy, so it was difficult to recognize his true colors.

It should be because I encountered an earthquake or other mountain difficulties and was accidentally buried here. Unfortunately, there were no diaries and other items that recorded information.

Next to the original mound, Isaac and others built a new tomb for him, with an epitaph engraved next to it: "A nameless traveler, may his soul rest in peace!"

In the end, they buried all the other person's relics intact around the grave, presented the wild flowers they picked, and made a collective prayer.

During this period, the resentful spirit never appeared again.

This made John and Diana calm, while James and others seemed very excited, feeling that this camping was really exciting, and there was also topics to talk after they went back.

It was soon night.

Isaac and others were enjoying dinner around the bonfire.

"I decided...I want to write this into my travel notes."

Elizabeth first announced.

"This is really cool... a trip to the deep mountains, a nameless man's skeleton... and a resentful spirit..." James also seemed very excited and a little regretful: "I want to see him too..."

"No, you won't think..."

John, who had been silent, finally spoke: "That's simply a nightmare!"

"right!"

Diana, who was on the side, nodded.

They believed that after doing these things and completing the ritual of appeaseing evil spirits, the other party would not come to bother them.

Sulu held the broth and watched silently: ‘It’s a pity… some vengeful spirits acted unreasonable at all, let alone…’

He glanced at Harlock next to him.

This dead dog did not feel any conscious of causing a big disaster, and was still there to be cute and begging for meat to eat.
Chapter completed!