Grave No. 10086 wasn't too far from Grave No. 18703.
It took the tomb-sweeping team about ten minutes to reach their destination.
A tomb chamber built with concrete and painted white on the outside.
But instead of the common cross seen atop Western tombs, there was a metal airplane model.
In front of the tomb chamber stood a black tombstone.
Liu Zheng looked at the tombstone from a distance and slowed his pace.
"What's up?"
Vampire Sister asked curiously.
"I'm considering which pose would look coolest for when I have to make a run for it."
He replied offhandedly.
"It's just tomb-sweeping, what are you scared of? We're here to protect you,"
Vampire Sister claimed, puffing up her unremarkable chest.
"Just you guys?"
Liu Zheng cast a glance at her head that barely reached his waist, then at the anemic-looking Nightingale and Sea Girl.
Forget about facing Mr. Red Pig, who could scare Niu Ma from even showing up to sweep graves; San Huamao could probably wipe them all out.
