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On the other side, Qin Manjiang and Zhong Xueran went to Xu Yi's home and saw a lot of books related to porcelain.

In other words, there are only books related to porcelain in Xu Yi's house.

He looks so boisterous, seems to be able to chat with anyone, and has a good insight into human nature.

In fact, Xu Yi's personal interests and hobbies are rarely known.

It wasn't until he saw that most of the books on the bookshelf were introductions to the craftsmanship of various types of porcelain, history, atlases, and various related books from ancient and modern times at home and abroad, that Qin Manjiang knew that it was not an exaggeration to say that Xu Yi was an expert in porcelain.

"Miss Zhong, do you know where Xu Yi's home is?"

Qin Manjiang suddenly asked.

This question made Zhong Xueran startled.

She suddenly realized that she had no idea about Xu Yi's origins.

There is a complex emotion suffocating in my heart, just like the smoky wind blowing in the summer evening, making people restless.

Zhong Xueran slowly shook his head: "I... don't know."

Qin Manjiang withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the book introducing porcelain in his hand.

He also knew very little about Xu Yi. The only information about him came from Xu Yi's own introduction——

"My name is Xu Yi, the Xu of maybe, the Yi of nothing."

Qin Manjiang could even recall the way Xu Yi looked when he said these words.

His past may not be a very good memory, but Xu Yi himself has no resentment towards life.

After the two stayed in Xu Yi's house for a while, they left Xu Yi's rented apartment.

Qin Manjiang took away a book, a book introducing porcelain around Fucheng.

Although the Guanyin porcelain statue was not necessarily produced in Fucheng, it was somewhat of a clue.

Returning to the hotel where Yi Yu rented, the right to use the suite was temporarily handed over to Qin Manjiang. Opening the book he brought from Xu's family, Qin Manjiang took out the Guanyin porcelain piece and compared it with the pictures in the book to confirm.

This was a very time-consuming and labor-intensive matter. Qin Manjiang didn't want to die in this strange story, especially since Li Xi had paid such a high price and told him the relevant information. He was bound to win Guanyin Village.

However, until it was getting late, Qin Manjiang was flipping through and comparing the entire book, but he could not find the same material as the small fragment in his hand.

In fact, this fragment feels closer to jade than to porcelain.

Qin Manjiang rubbed his red, swollen and sore eyes, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He rarely felt tired, but today he was very tired. His eyelids became heavy as soon as it got dark.

He washed his face with cold water, hoping to wake up a little, but he just lay down on the bed and closed his eyes...

Soon, it was as if clouds of gray mist crawled over from all directions, surrounding Qin Manjiang, completely lulling him into a dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Manjiang was attracted by a burst of children's playfulness.

His mind went blank and he looked in the direction where the sound of frolicking came from.

It's foggy... Qin Manjiang subconsciously reached out and fanned in front of him. The fog dispersed a little and he could see clearly.

He saw a huge statue of Guanyin.

This is a stone statue, but it looks a little strange. The limbs of the Guanyin statue show an unnatural twist, as if something is tearing it apart.

But the strange thing is that although its trunk and limbs are inexplicably uncoordinated, its face is exceptionally calm. The eyes carved in the stone are deep and mysterious, and its face is peaceful and stable.

But...the soil beneath the statue seems to be crawling.

Qin Manjiang looked up at the sky. The sky was very gray. It was different from the feeling when it was about to rain or get dark. It was more like a huge gray glass spanning the sky and the earth.

The sounds of children's play hovered in the mist, floating upwards, as if they were about to float to the sky. The ground under your feet was soft, as if the soil wanted to swallow you, and even the air seemed gray...

Qin Manjiang moved forward unconsciously, approaching the Guanyin statue.

The closer you get, the taller you feel.

Is it three meters high?

No...at least five meters.

Soon, Qin Manjiang discovered that something seemed to be moving on the Guanyin statue.

Is it a child?

It was a thin figure from behind, holding the statue on his hands and knees as he climbed up.

Because the statue's torso and limbs are twisted at a large angle, this kind of climbing does not seem difficult, but... weird.

Qin Manjiang was puzzled, why did the child climb the Guanyin statue?

What about the adults in the family?

Seeing that the child was about to climb onto the shoulders of the Guanyin statue.

At this moment, Qin Manjiang's consciousness suddenly became drowsy, and his vision blurred. When he saw clearly again, he was holding a stone statue that was cold to the touch and almost climbed onto the shoulders of the Guanyin statue!

How did you become me? !

He looked down and his breath suddenly hitched.

There was still some soil and ground underneath the Guanyin statue, but it had clearly turned into a pool of corpses!

Naked corpses of all kinds, regardless of gender, old or young, were piled up in a pile. Most of them couldn't see their faces. The faces of those who could see them were scattered, but they could only see the horrified and twisted expressions on their faces.

This statue of Guanyin was actually erected in a pool where corpses were piled...

Suddenly, a figure fell from above and flashed past Qin Manjiang's eyes.

The figure exclaimed and screamed. The voice sounded familiar, no... the figure also sounded familiar!

Just listen to the sound of "bang——".

The figure fell into the pile of corpses.

The originally silent pile of naked corpses suddenly squirmed and twisted, and arms were weaving and entangled. Qin Manjiang lowered his head and looked down, his eyes full of shock.

The figure that fell from the Guanyin statue... turned out to be "himself" again!

That "Qin Manjiang" was smashed into the pile of corpses. His pale and frightened face made Qin Manjiang feel very strange. It was clearly his own face. Qin Manjiang knew very well that even if he was about to die, he would not be able to show that expression.

but……

When he saw the arms and the squirming corpses holding "himself" tightly, binding them, and slowly dragging them to the bottom of the pile of naked corpses, he also trembled uncontrollably.

"Quickly...escape..."

"Qin Manjiang" who fell into the pile of corpses looked up desperately. Qin Manjiang saw these two words from the shape of his mouth.

The next moment, Qin Manjiang's eyes flashed again.

The face of a huge Guanyin statue appeared almost face to face in front of him!

ah!

Qin Manjiang stood up suddenly and suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

What he saw when he opened his eyes was still the white ceiling of the hotel.

I didn't go to a place full of fog. Everything just seemed to be a dream.

Qin Manjiang was panting. He glanced at the time on his phone and suddenly his scalp felt numb!

Because...it's already one o'clock in the morning!

In other words, he missed the "check-in" on the fourth day.

It’s over!

Qin Manjiang immediately turned over and got up. He was not dead yet, maybe he could rush over immediately?

However, a voice in his head interrupted his movements.

[Exploration, fourth day, completed. 】