"What interesting thing?"
Even Lady Xixi, who was usually all about having fun, seemed unable to understand what Fu Qian meant.
By now, the two of them had reached the end of the kneeling statues.
Before them was a somewhat cluttered hall. At a glance, aside from the fragments scattered everywhere, there was nothing particularly strange about it.
Unfortunately, after giving his hint, Fu Qian had no intention of explaining. He simply stood there in silence.
Clatter!
Just as Lady Xixi frowned and stepped forward to take a closer look, a shadow dropped from above with a dull thud.
"What is that?"
Though it was some distance away, Lady Xixi instinctively recoiled a step, then studied the thing that had landed on the ground.
Black with streaks of red, it was about the size of two human heads and looked like a lump of minced raw meat.
It had nearly been flattened by the fall, but was now slowly contracting into a ball.
This thing was undoubtedly beyond an ordinary person's understanding. Fortunately, the statues she had seen earlier had prepared Lady Xixi for it, and she gritted her teeth without screaming.
"Ah—"
But a scream still rang out.
In the space of a single breath, a piercing sound came from the lump of flesh on the ground.
And it sounded unmistakably human, filled with an indescribable sense of loss and agitation.
As it screamed, the lump began fleeing for its life in the direction away from the two of them.
Though it could hardly move very fast by wriggling like that, the sound combined with its movements conveyed a heartfelt terror.
"Looks like that's the head we're looking for."
Only after the lump vanished around the corner did Fu Qian finally look away and offer his brief assessment.
"Disgusting."