Unexpectedly, Little Jiunian still couldn't see anyone; he only saw a stretch of mountain range.
At the foot of the mountain, he saw a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was rectangular, integrated with the mountain.
The tablet had strange and ancient inscriptions, some in mountain shapes, and they glimmered with obscure light.
The stone tablet looked no different from ordinary tombstones in the Human Realm, made of bluestone, but due to years of exposure to the elements, it was covered in dust, with plenty of wild grass and some insects occasionally crawling over it.
"Where is everyone..."
Little Jiunian wondered, looking around suspiciously.
"You're quite clever, little ghost."
The stone tablet suddenly made a sound, startling Little Jiunian.
Bravely, he approached the tablet, his big eyes staring at it.
"Ah, no wonder you keep hiding; turns out you're a Stone Tablet Monster."
Little Jiunian said, poking the tablet with his finger.
