"Did we come back around?"
Trist was startled. He loosened the reins and picked up the lantern to shine it ahead.
The stone statue was, without a doubt, exactly the same as the one they had seen before.
"Or are there many similar statues along this road, meant to confuse people?"
He illuminated the statue. On the head of that eerie, vaguely religious statue, there was a gap.
It was the exact piece that Lu Ban had knocked off with his crowbar.
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The two fell silent.
"I originally thought something would happen at the wedding. Now it seems that simply attending the wedding in Drywater Town is already difficult enough."
Trist sighed.
"At least we haven't been attacked."
Lu Ban added that much.
As soon as he finished speaking, Trist saw what seemed to be a human figure behind the statue.
The figure's build was no different from an ordinary person's, but his face was covered in deep wrinkles, and his eyes bulged like a fish's.
He wore only a sleeveless undershirt on his upper body, exposing a dark, sturdy frame. These weren't the muscles sculpted through bodybuilding, but the physique of someone who truly labored day after day.
The man stood behind the statue, staring fixedly at the carriage, at Lu Ban, and at Trist.
"Do you know how to get to Drywater Town?"
Lu Ban immediately asked.
"Dry, water, town, ahead."
The man pointed ahead, into the dark fog.
He spoke one word at a time, like a skipping tape recorder.
Last Words appeared in Lu Ban's hand. He listened carefully, but still couldn't hear the other party's heartbeat.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Ban seized his crowbar and got straight out of the carriage.
"Hey, be careful."
Trist gave him a warning.
His feet stepped