The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 363: Two beauties, please don’t perform the Shura show in front of me!
Shen Le reluctantly carried his backpack and went out. Who is treating us so late at night?

Who invites people to meet after 9pm?
Do you understand social etiquette?

Of course, modern fragile college students, including modern office workers, often fall asleep at one or two o'clock in the morning and get up reluctantly at eight o'clock in the morning.

If the company happens to have a flexible working system, for example, allowing people to start work at 11 am and finish get off work at 8 pm, and if you live nearby, you might not get up until 10:30 pm...

When Shen Le was a graduate student, he used to be like this, especially when he was not on site and was in school. He would lie in bed with his phone in his hand and scroll through it until three or four o'clock.

However, ever since he got the copper piece, especially since graduation, his work and rest schedule has been getting better and better!

Unless I am in a rush to finish work, I will never go to bed later than 10:30 every night!
He also needs to meditate and practice!

As for tonight, he just landed yesterday and hasn’t adjusted to the jet lag yet, so he needs to catch up on some sleep!

But the werewolf girl was practically begging:

"Mr. Shen, our family's schedule is relatively close to that of humans. But it's different for the blood clan! They have their day and night reversed!

Please come over. I guarantee with the honor of the Wolf God that you will definitely see something worth seeing this time, something that outsiders cannot see anyway!"

"What wonder?"

"Cultural relics! Ancient buildings! You will never see them anywhere else!"

Is it the castle of the vampires?
A private castle that is not open to the public and has been passed down from the Middle Ages to the present day?
Shen Le admitted that he was tempted. Although under the heavy pressure of the Holy See, it was unlikely that the blood clan castle would be inherited in the Middle Ages, but what about the First Republic, the Second Republic, the Third Republic... period?

Now that you are here, it would be a shame if you don’t see something special!
He touched the small oil lamp in his backpack, then the copper plate on his chest, and with great courage, he followed the werewolf girl decisively. The car twisted and turned, passing through alleys, streets, and across the Seine, heading south...

"Where is this taking me?"

"Go to the cemetery~~~" The werewolf girl tilted her head slightly in the driver's seat and smiled at the rearview mirror. Her smile was reflected in Shen Le's eyes, a bit cunning and a bit playful.

Shen Le was speechless. The scroll on the side of his backpack moved slightly, and a cricket chirped softly:

[I want to bury you! ]

[I'm going to bury you!] Xiao Youdeng was just hoping that the world would not be in chaos, so he followed suit. Shen Le had no choice but to raise his hand and pat his backpack, and whispered in his heart:

"Stop it! I am also practicing. It would be bad if others heard you saying such things!"

The car zigzags along the roads of the old city. Sometimes we take the avenue, which is wide and flat, with bright street lights on both sides;

Sometimes he walked on a narrow and dark path, only wide enough for one car to pass. Looking far away, he saw more than one homeless person huddled in the corners and under the eaves, but he couldn't see their faces clearly, so he suspected he was seeing things.

Sometimes, the car would vibrate gently, continuously. Shen Le leaned over to take a closer look. The ground was uneven. It was not a cement road, but was paved with large and small stones...

It's really... quite ancient...

After driving for about half an hour, the vehicle stopped on a narrow road with almost no lights.

The building in front of him was quite large and looked like a tourist attraction, but there was no Chinese signboard and Shen Le couldn't remember where he was.

He was still looking around for the sign, but the werewolf girl had already walked forward without hesitation.

On the side of the building, a rusty iron door creaked open suddenly. A blonde girl stood at the door and waved at them:

"here!"

"It's here...the master is here to pick us up." The werewolf girl took two quick steps, stopped, turned back, and waved to Shen Le.

Shen Le followed her forward, took a quick glance before crossing the iron gate, and suddenly stopped:

"Paris Cemetery? Wait, the vampire who invited me to meet him doesn't usually live here, right?!"

"Of course! This is our home court!" The blonde raised her head proudly.

She swung her long hair, and in the dim corridor, a small golden waterfall rose and fell, making her originally pale face like ice and snow suddenly have a thrilling charm:
"This place is open to the public on weekdays, and visitors are allowed to enter from 7:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. After it closes, it will be completely our territory..."

She spoke slowly and leisurely, with blonde hair, snow-white cheeks, and plump red lips, she looked glowing.

The werewolf girl paused in her tracks, staring at the blonde warily, her breathing tightened, and her fingertips flicked their nails quietly:
Hey!
This is a distinguished guest of our tribe!
Don't use charm spells on him! If you keep going like this, I'll call the elders!

She stared at the blonde intently, almost in combat mode.

After a pause, he looked back. Shen Le seemed to be unaware of their undercurrents. He half turned around and stared at the light grey wall, as if he was fascinated:

The Great Tomb...the home of the vampires...

It's true when you think about it! Is there any place more suitable for vampires to live than here?
What a huge tomb that buried millions of people!
Until now, no one has ever counted how many skulls, tibias, arms, pelvises there are...

Those bones were piled up so densely that they even formed a wall. A large number of those people could not be said to have been "buried in peace"...

During the great plague, they were thrown into the ground in large numbers, dug out in large numbers, and moved to abandoned quarries.

The bones were scattered here and there, and were used for performance art, being put together into all kinds of patterns.

Shen Le estimated that if he was one of the dead, he would probably die with his eyes wide open and would want to do something. If he didn't do anything, it was probably because he didn't have the strength...

"The atmosphere here is really special and unusual..."

As he observed, he had already expanded his spiritual power to sense the aura of the world's largest tomb. Without going deeper, he could already sense the rich and deep aura that enveloped this huge underground world.

This kind of aura was unfamiliar to him. It was cold and heavy, and seemed unfriendly to living people. Anyway, the little oil lamp was eager to try...

"Of course." The blonde smiled proudly. She waved to Shen Le, turned calmly, and opened another small door:
"Be careful, the underground tombs here are more than 300 kilometers long, and only less than 2 kilometers are open to the public. Follow me closely, if you get separated, you may be lost underground for the rest of your life!"

Shen Le: “…”

"Are you threatening or joking?"

He asked casually with a slight smile. The blonde's face stiffened slightly, her eyes wandering, as if she was thinking whether to explain seriously or to show off her charm. Before she could speak, the werewolf girl winked playfully:

"Of course I'm just kidding! I have a very good nose! If you get lost, I don't even need to turn into a wolf, I can find you by smelling you!"

"Thank you so much." Shen Le tried hard not to roll his eyes at her. Ladies, could you please not argue with me like this?

This is the first day I meet both of you, and I don’t want to see a Shura scene!

A blacksmith must be strong himself. Shen Le lowered his head slightly and communicated with the two little guys:

"How is it? Can you find the way? Can you mark the path I've taken along the way, and can you mark the paths around me?"

【no problem! 】

【Simple! 】

The scroll and the small oil lamp answered at the same time. The scroll was rolled up in the painting tube by Shen Le and could not be unfolded on the spot, so it cast a colorful light.

The light first appeared in a half-foot square area, showing several paths around, including stairs going down, a narrow corridor, and a slightly wider open space. Then, it began to push outward in circles.

Every time you push it open, the path around it stretches out a little bit, and when you push it open again, it stretches out a little bit more—

It seemed as if a small map had been opened. Shen Le glanced at the map and took steps in the direction the blonde was walking. Immediately, a white light jumped into the map, winding and twisting.

There is no need to check carefully, just a quick glance can show that the light marks the path that Shen Le walked!
The blonde's face immediately turned serious. Although the white light was only an inch long and as thick as a hair, it gave her an extremely terrifying feeling:

What's even more terrifying is that this guest can also feel this terrifying aura. It's very faint, very light, but it's just there, and without getting close, there's a feeling that makes people's souls fly away:

Will die!
He will definitely die!

If you are touched by this breath, you will die!

She didn't dare say anything that might displease the guest, so she bowed her head, curtseyed, and quickly led the way.

The werewolf girl had also stepped aside a few steps to avoid the white light. At this moment, she chuckled and looked back. Her dark brown eyes shone brightly in the darkness, almost with a hint of green light:

"Mr. Shen, take your time. There is no rush. There are many places to see in this underground cemetery. It happens that there is no one here now, so you can take your time to visit..."

"So, you're going to bring me here at night?"

Shen Le complained softly and followed her down the narrow stairs, down and down.

After twists and turns, we walked about six or seven floors before we finally got to the flat road from the stairs and passed through a long limestone tunnel:
They were walking along the tourist passage. On the ceiling above their heads, a dark mark was winding forward, as if showing the way. The werewolf girl pointed at the mark and whispered:
"In the early years, people who came down here used candles to light the way, which smoked the ceiling like this. Now there are electric lights and flashlights, but if you get lost, you can still walk along here..."

"Humph!"

From afar, a soft hum was heard quietly. Shen Le just smiled, but the small oil lamp was already unhappy and crackled.

A thin bolt of lightning burst out from above the blonde's head, pulling out a long strand between the two lights, just a centimeter away from touching her hair.

"Green Lantern!"

Shen Le whispered in his heart. The lightning disappeared quietly and ambushed in the circuit again. The blonde lowered her head slightly and led the way quickly:

"Come here, the clan leaders are waiting for you in the center of the great tomb—"

Arriving here, Shen Le was not in a hurry. He walked slowly, neither fast nor slow, looking along the way:

The Paris Catacombs were rebuilt from an abandoned quarry, and this section of the tunnel is also unique. On the one hand, you can see traces of the quarry, including the remains of excavation, carving, and transportation;

On the other hand, human bones were neatly piled up on both sides of the tunnel, and the path for people to walk was only two or three meters wide.

Looking closely, these bones are stacked in an extremely regular pattern. The thickest and most supportive thigh bones are piled up into a bone wall, with smaller bones embedded in between as fillers.

The most iconic skulls are arranged in various patterns:
There are cross shapes, heart shapes, layers of partitions, and bone wall borders. There are even a group of skulls nested in the wall to form the shape of a skull, which can be described as "I COS myself..."

Shen Le started to feel a little scared, then gradually found it funny. After walking a little further, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The people who maintained this cemetery, the people who built the walls with these bones, the people who inlaid the skulls into patterns...

How many deaths did they experience, and how many bones did they pick up, to do such a thing?

How did their mentality change from sadness to terror, from terror to numbness, and then from numbness to finding joy in suffering?

Only in this way can they build such a wall and maintain mental stability in a unique way so as to continue to face death...

He walked very uncomfortably, and the small oil lamp was even more uncomfortable. There was a crackling sound, and the current surged through the wires along the way, and from time to time there were silvery white sparks;

The thin electric clothes covering Shen Le opened and shrank, shrank and opened again. If Shen Le hadn't stopped him sternly, the small oil lamp would have almost revealed itself and directly covered Shen Le in the electric net!

"Be good, don't come out. I won't tell you not to come out."

Shen Le had no choice but to comfort it:
"I know your power is in great conflict with the dead energy here, but others have shown no ill intentions... They have no ill intentions, so we can't provoke them first..."

To be honest, it was very good for him to have the small oil lamp covering him with an electric blanket.

The air in the cemetery was very dry. Apparently, as an exhibition hall, it had been maintained. If one listened carefully, one could even hear the hum of the fresh air facilities working.

However, even with such vigorous suction and ventilation, the faint stench of decay in the catacombs still lingered.

Shen Le's spiritual sense could directly sense the thick deathly aura in the tomb. With the electric clothes covering him from outside, the stench was filtered out, and all he could smell was fresh air:
"So how far are we? How long will it take to get there?"

"It's almost there. We are just ahead. We won't let you walk too long. We will go through the tunnel and the highlight of the tour - the 'bone pile'. We will be there in a short walk."

The blonde girl slowed down slightly and spoke softly. Shen Le just nodded, and a row of fluorescent lights suddenly lit up on the opposite side:
"We are here! - Dear guest, welcome!!!"

　I hope to visit the Paris Cemetery one day…

　　
　
(End of this chapter)