C230 The Grave Is Open

At the foot of the hill, Chunyan saw the simple grave. The soil on it was fresh, and the surroundings were filled with red stones. He didn't know what it meant. On the grave, there were a few small saplings that weren't thicker than fingers.

There were no tombstones! There were no words! If not for the elder telling Chunyan. He would definitely treat this as the grave of an ordinary tribe member