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"Little girl, it's so late. How did you end up here all by yourself? Let me tell you, this place isn't safe. You shouldn't come here at night anymore..."
The old man raised his head and seriously examined Xia Xiaoyu, his dim eyes looking as lifeless as a corpse. His gaze made Xia Xiaoyu feel uneasy.
"I... I just came out to take a look, and then I got lost outside, which is how I ended up here..."
Xia Xiaoyu's heart raced slightly as she stammered her response.
"I see. But you really shouldn't come out alone at night anymore. To get back, you'll have to pass through the Tomb, where many people come out at night and enjoy playing tricks on others."
The old man said kindly, though there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"Are there many people out at night?"
When Xia Xiaoyu heard the old man's words, she felt a chill creeping over her.
"What is your name, young lady?"
The old man didn't elaborate further and smiled as he asked.
"Oh, my name is Xia Xiaoyu." She had no intention of hiding her name.
The old man paused for a moment, then looked at Xia Xiaoyu with deep meaning in his eyes and said, "Young lady, you should try to stay in more at night; it's not safe. And please don't call me 'old man.' I'm quite old already. My name is Mu Yuan; if you don't mind, just call me Uncle Yuan."
"Okay," Xia Xiaoyu nodded.
"If you're tired, find a place to rest for a bit..."
The old man said this and continued to focus on repairing the Stone Bell in his hands.
Xia Xiaoyu gestured and fell silent, allowing herself to take another look around the room, which was in a state of disrepair.
Some of the floorboards were even broken, and the paper on the display case was completely torn. This place looked as if it hadn't been inhabited for a long time.
From the very beginning, she had been on edge, and with little sleep the night before, despite her efforts to stay alert, her eyelids kept drooping. Her mind felt clouded. Gradually, she lost consciousness.
The sky was gray on that day, and as night turned into day, a ray of light pierced through the vastness.
Chirping birds continuously sang, seemingly welcoming the new day. On the mountains, the bright sun shone through the treetops, casting morning light.
The sounds from outside and sunlight filtered through the display case into the narrow room, landing on Xia Xiaoyu, who was still peacefully asleep.
She didn't know how long it had been when she slightly turned over and slowly began to wake up.
As she opened her eyes groggily, her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion, but she quickly remembered where she was.
Due to her uncomfortable sleeping position, her head felt a bit heavy, and a wave of soreness spread throughout her body.
"Bang..."
Her footsteps were somewhat clumsy, and when she realized what was happening, she couldn't help but feel startled.
This room was not at all like the one she had been in last night; in fact, it didn't resemble last night's appearance at all.
There were no tables, no chairs, and no Kerosene Lamp—just emptiness. It felt lifeless.
She clearly remembered that she had fallen asleep leaning against a chair last night, yet here she was, lying on the dilapidated floor.
More importantly, the Clock Repairer disappeared last night while crouching in the corner?
No matter how she looked at this room, it seemed like no one had lived here for a very long time; even the entire building felt abandoned.
Her calm heart began to race again. Xia Xiaoyu didn’t dare to stay here any longer. She opened the dilapidated door and stepped outside.
Fortunately, this time she didn’t get lost. She walked out of the haunted building from last night, but the entire Bell Tower looked very different from what she had seen before.
Both its appearance and structure were different; the only constant was that there was absolutely no one around the Bell Tower.
Xia Xiaoyu did not go looking for the Clock Repairer. Whether it was what happened last night or the old man, it all felt like a puzzle, almost like a dream. But Xia Xiaoyu was still outside the Bell Tower, which told her that what happened last night was not a dream!
The dilapidated Bell Tower, the rundown courtyard, and the ground covered with dead branches and leaves all proved that this Bell Tower had been neglected for a long time.
Just as Xia Xiaoyu stepped out of the courtyard of the Bell Tower, her gaze fell on a corner beside it.
There stood a dirt grave?
A stone tablet stood upright in front of it, with some words inscribed on it. However, when Xia Xiaoyu's eyes moved to where names were written below the stone tablet, her whole body went numb. There, two characters were engraved—Mu Yuan!
Had the Clock Repairer she met last night already died?
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