Chapter 280 - The Seaside Cenotaph
Safe?
Rao Shuang didn't think Tang Jinnian's vague words clarified anything.
What did he mean by "safe"? Was he worried someone might desecrate the cenotaph? Or was there something valuable buried in the grave?
Rao Shuang couldn’t make sense of it as they climbed the narrow path upward.
The terrain grew steeper. Before long, the forest ended and they reached the open hilltop. A breathtaking view of the endless blue sea and sky unfolded before their eyes.
It took Rao Shuang a few seconds to get accustomed to the sudden openness. She raised her hand to shield her eyes, squinting as she surveyed the area. She couldn’t tell whether or not the feng shui was good, but the scenery was so beautiful it seemed to cleanse the soul.
The sea breeze carried the sound of rustling leaves from the forest. It sounded louder and more harmonious than the surf crashing against the shore below.
The hilltop clearing wasn’t particularly large. The edge of the cliff was visible from where they stood, and there was a meticulously maintained grave not far from it.
It was clear that no expense was spared on the construction of the seaside cenotaph. Its headstone was entirely white, radiating a soft luster, though it was hard to tell whether it was made of white jade or ivory.
The grave mound was reinforced with green stone and was more than half a person high. However, it also seemed that very few people visited to pay their respects, giving the area a sense of profound emptiness.
Rao Shuang shook herself from her reverie. Seeing Tang Jinnian already at the headstone, she quickly followed him.