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"": "Every morning, just as dawn broke, Zhong Zhicheng would walk along the Cement Road running through the village, striking his gong to tell everyone a new day had begun.
His Gong Mallet was a Bronze Rod about the length of a forearm, with a wad of white cloth wrapped around its tip.
The Bronze Rod Feng Ji used was much the same. The only difference was how worn it was.
Luo Bin hadn't made the connection earlier because Feng Ji had attacked so abruptly, and the fight had erupted just as suddenly.
Now, he had gone back over it several times in his mind.
Luo Bin was absolutely certain.
They really were the same thing!
The Bronze Rod was the Gong Mallet!
Were Feng Ji and Zhong Zhicheng on the same side?
At the very least, did they belong to the same lineage!?
Zhong Zhicheng didn't just possess Truth. He was also a skilled fighter...
And...
Luo Bin shuddered.
He wanted to go back and take another look.
But it was getting late. A glance at the Pocket Watch told him it was already three or four in the afternoon.
If he didn't go to He Gui's place, the sudden absence of two people would undoubtedly send He Gui searching everywhere and unsettle him even more.
And why was Cabinet Mountain Village full of secrets...
And horrors everywhere?
The more Luo Bin learned, the more repulsed he felt by this place, and the more desperately he wanted to leave as soon as possible.
He had to find out where the Chen Sisters were, fast!
If Zhang Li was alive, he had to take him away. If he was dead, he still had to see his body.
If he stayed here any longer, he would probably