Where was everyone?
Qin Manjiang withdrew his gaze, glanced around, and walked toward the nearest house.
Knock, knock, knock-
After knocking on the door, Qin Manjiang stood quietly and waited.
Soon, the door opened, and an elderly man with a dark complexion came out.
The Old Village Chief who answered the door also wore a strange expression. Why had another stranger come?
This one was wearing clothes, though.
"Hello." As Qin Manjiang greeted him, he quickly glanced inside.
The house was fairly large, and there were many people inside, both men and women.
His gaze caught on a girl in the middle of the room, wrapped in a tattered padded jacket, who was looking up at him.
The instant their eyes met, Qin Manjiang actually felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Who was she?
Seeing Qin Manjiang's odd expression, the Old Village Chief asked, "Young man, who are you? Do you know her?"
The moment he said this, the atmosphere throughout the house changed. One pair of eyes after another settled on Qin Manjiang, some openly, others less so.
What was going on... with this village?
These people seemed to have been discussing something, only to be interrupted by my knock.
And who was this young woman who clearly wasn't a villager?
She felt so familiar...
Guanyin Village had already been submerged, yet after entering this Ghost Story, he had not found himself underwater. Instead, he had returned to Guanyin Village in its normal state, and to reach a time before it was submerged, he would have to go back twenty years.
How could a woman from twenty years ago feel familiar to him?
Before Qin Manjiang could answer, a broad, stout village woman beside them suddenly said, "Is this your wife? Why didn't you even give her clothes to