"Master, there's really an abandoned house!"
Wan Mingchuan, with his simple thoughts, always does what the master says without much questioning. He dealt with the stones blocking the road with his mining pickaxe, then rushed forward shouting, "Auntie from the Lin Family said Shuiyun Lake is haunted, and people have mysteriously disappeared there. Could this be the house they lived in? There's even a statue over there!"
Jiang Yuan used a shovel bought from the marketplace to handle the dilapidated building and was stunned when he walked over and saw it.
The once abandoned house that caught a fleeting glimpse between the skewed trees during strong winds was still shocking. From the remaining carved doors and windows and the brightly colored decorations, it was not hard to see that those who once lived there enjoyed a prosperous life.
