Standing at the end of the corridor, he looked out over the empty courtyard.
An ancient well stood on the left side of the courtyard, a mass of white mist drifting within it.
Something seemed to be stirring amid the mist.
An inexplicable urge rose in his heart, making him want to go over and see what it was.
But Li Qing restrained the desire in his heart and turned his gaze to the right.
There were two rows of rooms there. One appeared to be a latrine, while the other looked like a woodshed.
A thought occurred to him. "According to the information reconstructed from the Jade Tablet, this was a scholar!"
"What kind of scholar would want to become famous throughout the world with a novel?"
"Poor and down-and-out, repeatedly failing the examinations!"
"There's a high chance he lived in this woodshed!"
Li Qing took a few strides over and pushed open the woodshed door.
Under the dim lamplight in the woodshed, a gaunt scholar of around forty was bent over a small wooden table, writing frantically.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face gleamed with excitement.
"I'll definitely become famous. I'll definitely become famous..."
He muttered incessantly, his mind already utterly unhinged.
Looking at the man, Li Qing knew that he was his target.
At that very moment, the man suddenly cried out loudly.
"It's done... it's done, I've finished writing it!"
"Hahahahahaha, I'm going to become famous!"
Amid his wild laughter, the man's body suddenly stiffened. With a crazed expression on his face, he collapsed to the floor.
The book in his hand also fell limply onto his body. A strange power spread out from the book, and in the next instant, it covered the entire Desolate Village Inn.
At that moment, the Desolate Village Inn