My Weird Things

In our area, every village has a place called a mass grave. So when I was a kid, I thought it was a place where people were buried in mass graves, but I had never seen anyone buried there. Out of curiosity, I will take a few very good friends from the village to investigate, hoping to see someone leaving the person there, but I am afraid that someone will leave the person there. But later, we only met an old man who was herding sheep, and he was very good at telling stories. So we were fascinated, so we ran to the mass graves as soon as school was over. But every time I saw him walking slowly against the sunset, we would surround him.