The dark corpse crawls on the pale snow, like a devout believer, snowflakes cannot fall on it.

  The camp under the blizzard seemed to maintain this strange ritual for an unknown length of time.

  Lu Li asked the merchant Anthony to leave here and enter the ghost world to re-observe the camp: the mottled and faded old camp had no snow and no corpses in a kneeling posture.

   The state of affairs is not too terrifying to comprehend.

   The existence who set the ritual seems to have left the camp, but Lu Li, who returned to reality, did not move the black frozen corpse, bypassing them and entering the tent on the edge.

   A low tent doesn't have much space and doesn't have much. Sleeping bags, socks standing up, water jugs cracked from the cold, shillings and tobacco in the coat as stiff as a plank.

  Lu Li continued to explore the remaining three low tents, and found a flashlight in the last single tent near the big tent.

   This portable light-emitting item that replaces oil lamps was only invented two years before Lu Li came to the world, and it cannot be mass-produced. It can only be equipped by exorcists first.

   The time and identity of these expeditions can be more specific.

  Lu Li cautiously exited the camp, handed the flashlight to the merchant Anthony, and asked the Land of Light to investigate the time and location of its manufacture, then returned to the camp, avoiding the corpses and entering the largest tent.

  Old down jackets, shoes and socks, hats, scarves and fleece clothes were piled up at the entrance of the tent and covered with snow.

   These are the clothes the corpses in the clearing outside once wore.

  Lu Li raised the oil lamp, and the light shone on the tent where snow and dust were wandering.

   Stepping past the clothes and snow piled up at the entrance, Lu Li's eyes fell on the only difference between this and several other tents: the wooden box and rope in the corner.

   Disappointingly, the dusty wooden box opened with only cracked cans and processed firewood.

  For the lost traveler, these are the things that save lives in the snowstorm night, but Lu Li is not a living person, and no traveler will get lost in the unknown place behind the world's Back Crest Mountains.

The    sleeping bag may contain notes or some information, but after searching the shriveled sleeping bag, including the corners, there is nothing but the living items of some expedition members.

   While rummaging through the fireplace, which is unlikely to store important items, Lu Li found a stone that was similar to unburned coal from the ashes.

   It happened that a few days ago at the headquarters of the Exorcist Association, Lu Li recognized this homologous item: the recording stone.

  It will record the sound of everything around it when activated, and the dark paper can extract the recorded sound. So it's also used as an exorcist to investigate events, such as the one in the Abyss.

   The identity of this expedition is officially revealed: they are related to the exorcist.

   Coincidentally, a few days ago, the Headquarters of the Exorcist Association gave the Land of Light a lot of obscure paper. Although these dark papers have all been used, transcribing the original information on the dark paper and wiping the contents allows the dark paper to be used again.

   But the repeated coincidences caused Lu Li's suspicions. He did not summon the merchant in the tent, but chose to leave the camp, and summoned the merchant Anthony at a sheltered rock upstream of the camp to bring the dark paper.

  After being cleaned by alchemy, the dark paper may affect the power of isolating pollution, but it will not hinder the transcription of the recording stone.

   Cover the recording stone with the dark paper, and the content gradually appears on the back of the paper. When the text no longer increased, Lu Li opened the dark paper. …

The    expedition's message appears above in its entirety:

  【*sleeping bag rubbing* can you hear it? 】

  【This is not your phone, don't ask if you can hear it】

  【If you can't cough...*intermittent coughing* send it back...we'll make a big mistake]

  【It's already so bad, are we sure we want to make it worse? 】

  【*clapping the table* This is not something we should think about! We just send the message back! 】

  [*Blizzard whistling**clothes rubbing*I heard your quarrel outside...Jason is right, we just need to send the news back, how to deal with it is up to the association. Is the record stone turned on? According to the convention, the document you say]

  【I want to say to my wife...*noisy* not for you to say this, Jason! 】

  【But I have an ominous premonition...*voice trembling* we may not be able to go back...】

  【Ok *sigh* one word per person】

  【I killed my brother, I deserve it, but my companions shouldn't be buried with me...*sobbing* Please forgive me...]

  【Save time Jason, save time, who's next? 】

  【Wendy, I love you…】

  【Who is next for Zuo De? don't you? 】

  【*messy answer* don’t】

  [*Deep breath* This is the Alpha team, we accepted the mission to investigate the erosion of the unknown land, and then temporarily changed it to investigate the relics of the previous generation on the back of the Back Crest Mountains in the world. What we found here is incredible, Cadine is dead with that thing, and Federin is crazy and **** by us...]

   [Listen, whoever you are, if it is sent to the Demolition Association, it will be handed over to the Roundtable. If you're on the back of the mountain, right at the camp...that piece of parchment-like paper was thrown in the hearth by me and this stone. Don't even think about peeking unless you want to be like Card and Federline. *sobs and struggles* You hear that? 】

  【*Silence is broken*Zode! Jason! Where are you! *gasps* we made a mistake...we made a big mistake...we should look at that parchment, that's the antidote...that's the antidote... *repeatedly*]

[I don't know if it's too late... It's coming to us, I don't know if it's a curse or pollution... Only me and Federline are still alive, Zod and Beet escaped... I don't know if they're still alive...* Swallowing*]

  【I looked at that thing...if...you see...*severe coughing* my words, look at the parchment, you will see the real side of the world...]

  The contents of the recording stone recorded on the dark paper are all here.

  Lu Li's eyes fell on the stove, the cyclone rolled up ashes, revealing an unknown yellowish vellum lying on the bottom of the stove.

   Are they trustworthy?

   Or is everything you have experienced so far worth believing?

   At least the lighthouse did not warn for the time being.

  【You can penetrate most of the falsehoods and look directly at the truth—】

Turning over the parchment paper, there is a simple sketch on it: a room with an upward view, the bright chandelier and the dim candlelight are lit at the same time. The smoke from the cigar in the painting.

  Lu Li couldn't imagine what this sketch on unknown vellum was related to. Just then, he saw the blizzard raging outside the tent subside—

   Realizing something, Lu Li carried the oil lamp and came to the tent.

   The real world as described by the exorcists of the expedition began on the horizon where their corpses bowed down.