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That rock weighed at least a hundred kilograms; even an adult would have trouble lifting it, let alone kicking it like a ball.

Luckily, he didn't recklessly engage in close combat with it, otherwise he would have been flattened into a pancake.

This monster is too terrifying to fight head-on, I'm outta here!

Perhaps it was completely enraged by Xu Ming's 'flashbang', and coupled with the fact that there were too many artificial hills that were obstructing its view, the monster became furious.

Ping Pong Pong!

He smashed things wildly in the artificial mountain, and the jagged rocks were instantly scattered everywhere.

Xu Ming took advantage of this opportunity to sneak away to the other side of the garden.

He moved forward slowly, his back bent, his footsteps barely making a sound. He carefully used the artificial hills and vines to avoid the monster's gaze.

Bah!

The monster angrily slapped a fake mountain that was more than 2 meters high.

Rock fragments flew everywhere, soil churned up at the base of the artificial mountain, and the ton-heavy artificial mountain collapsed in an instant.

Xu Ming was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

The artificial hill collapsed right in front of him; if he had taken just one more step, he would have been crushed into a pulp.

After knocking down the artificial hill, the monster turned and walked to the other side.

Xu Ming quickly seized the opportunity to sneak away in the opposite direction.

Xu Ming then experienced several more dangerous situations.

Getting hit by flying vines and pebbles was a common occurrence.

The most dangerous time was when the monster climbed to the top of a rockery, and Xu Ming happened to be lying at the base of the rockery.

He could even smell the burnt odor emanating from the monster with perfect clarity.

Fortunately, due to the angle, the monster looking around failed to notice Xu Ming right under its nose.

Sister, please bless me!

A few minutes later, Xu Ming made his way around to the vicinity of the central pond without any major incident.

This garden is very large, occupying most of the area behind the entire old house, and is roughly the size of two or three side gardens.

The monster is still searching the area on the left. If Xu Ming can get around the pond and reach the area on the right, he can temporarily avoid that terrifying monster.

However, just as Xu Ming was about to walk around the pond, he glanced at the pavilion in the pond and his body froze.

Suddenly, a blurry figure dressed in a white veil began to dance gracefully in the pavilion.

Her dance was graceful and dreamlike, like a fairy from heaven descending to earth.

However... with Xu Ming's 'night vision' ability, everything in the pavilion was clearly visible.

The dancer wasn't a figure at all; she was just wearing a white veil from beginning to end.

Under the cover of night, in the pavilion of an abandoned old house, a white veil dances gracefully...

Xu Ming felt there were too many strange elements and that he needed to upgrade his 'spiritual vision' ability. Otherwise, seeing such bizarre scenes every day would drive him crazy sooner or later.

Fortunately, the white veil simply fluttered in the pavilion, showing no intention of paying any attention to Xu Ming.

Xu Ming slowed his pace and carefully walked around the pond.

Moving to the right side, there are even more artificial hills obstructing the view.

Xu Ming quickened his pace and arrived at the entrance to the right-hand side garden in just two or three minutes.

It was a circular doorway located next to the courtyard wall.

Xu Ming stopped and listened to the noise.

The monster seemed completely oblivious to his presence and continued its demolition work in the garden with great enthusiasm.

Xu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and disappeared into the cave.

The side garden on the right is not much different from the one on the left; both consist of two large houses.

One of the rooms appears to be a calligraphy and painting room.

Upon entering, Xu Ming discovered a large number of burned paintings, calligraphy, and books. Some antiques, such as jade and bronzes, which could not be burned, were either charred black and their original colors were no longer visible, or they shattered directly under the high temperature.

Xu Ming rummaged through boxes and cabinets and finally found some fragments of poorly burned book pages in some corners, which seemed to contain someone's thoughts and diary entries.

—Only Sichuan cuisine is truly Chinese cuisine…

—...Even though I've pushed the limits of numbing and spiciness!...I still can't win...

—It must not be spicy enough! Next time, use ghost peppers…

……

Looking at the strange and extreme statements on these tattered pages, Xu Ming had a puzzled expression.

The only person who could write something like this is Terunori Kuga, the head of the Chinese Food Research Institute.

This guy's path kept narrowing from the start. He not only failed to grasp the essence of Chinese cuisine, but he also only mastered a part of the essence of Sichuan cuisine, always thinking that Sichuan cuisine was only about "numbing and spicy".

Sichuan cuisine uses a wide range of ingredients, employs diverse seasonings, and features a variety of dishes. It emphasizes both fresh and rich flavors and is known for its skillful use of spicy and numbing seasonings.

Note that it means making good use of spicy and numbing flavors, not just making good use of spicy and numbing flavors.

The only commendable thing is that this young man with blond hair secured the eighth seat among the top ten solely based on his spicy and numbing cooking skills, which indirectly highlights the power and breadth of Chinese cuisine.

What puzzled Xu Ming was that Kuga Terunori's diary entries were not only written vertically from right to left, but also in traditional Chinese characters.

If you don't read the content, it looks like something left behind by an ancient Chinese person.

Is this guy getting too into character?

Xu Ming put down the tattered pages of the diary and searched the study carefully again, but found no useful clues. However, he did find quite a few incomplete Sichuan cuisine recipes.

Xu Ming only liked to eat, not cook, so he put the recipe back.

After leaving the study, Xu Ming walked towards another house in the side courtyard.

As he walked to the center of the courtyard, Xu Ming deliberately stopped and listened to the sounds coming from the back garden.

The monster was still causing a ruckus in the back garden, but Xu Ming's expression tightened.

He heard it clearly: the monster had reached the right side of the back garden, and it wouldn't be long before it had searched the entire back garden.

Once it discovers that Xu Ming is not in the back garden, given the monster's cunning, it will definitely search the entire old house.

With monsters patrolling everywhere, Xu Ming's search for clues has become even more difficult.

Xu Ming quickened his pace and arrived at the door of the room that had not been searched.

Squeak!

The moment Xu Ming pushed open the door, a cold wind blew in his face.

Xu Ming couldn't help but shiver.

As soon as Xu Ming opened the door, he felt a strange and cold aura rushing towards him, which made him feel even more uncomfortable than the large dormitory room that housed more than a dozen earthbound spirits.

This appears to be the lady of the house's boudoir.

The antique carved dressing table was covered in dust, and strangely shaped insects could be seen crawling around in the gaps between the carvings.

Behind the dressing table stood a huge bronze mirror, its surface somewhat blurry, its edges covered with green patina resembling moss.

The embroidered screen with the image of a beautiful woman was torn to shreds. Only half of the woman's body and half of her face remained, staring at Xu Ming at the door with an eerie gaze.

The entire room was draped with sheer curtains. A gust of cold wind blew by, causing the dusty, gray curtains to sway.

It was extremely strange.

Chapter Twenty-Eight Last Words

The key thing is, Xu Ming felt something was off about this room...

"!"

Xu Ming subconsciously scanned the area again, and then, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he finally realized where the problem lay.

As he walked along, almost every room showed signs of burning, except for this one.

Since it wasn't damaged by flames, there's a high probability that it left clues!

The monster in the back garden was still lurking, and even though Xu Ming knew there was something strange about the house, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in.

Thinking of this, Xu Ming took a deep breath, held up his phone, and stepped into the room.

Upon entering the room, Xu Mingcai realized that the temperature seemed even lower, almost like an ice cellar, with a chilling coldness enveloping him from all sides.

Despite his physical and mental discomfort, Xu Mingqiang began to search the room carefully.

Upon entering, there is a round jujube wood table with some tea sets and a glass lamp covered in dust and broken.

To the right, there is a room separated by carved railings and beaded curtains, inside which is a Qing Dynasty canopy bed.

The moment Xu Ming saw the bed, his heart tightened.

A dirty blanket was haphazardly piled on the bed.

The blanket was completely bulging out, as if... there was someone hiding inside!?

Xu Ming held his phone in one hand and pulled back the curtain with the other.

Splash!

The beads on the curtain suddenly collided with each other, making a series of loud noises.

Many of the ropes had completely rotted and could not support the weight of the beads, falling to the ground with a crackling sound.

Large and small wooden beads bounced and rolled on the ground, creating a chaotic noise that disturbed people's peace of mind.

Xu Ming slowly approached the bed, his muscles tense.

He grabbed a corner of the blanket, yanked it off forcefully, and took a quick step back, holding the spirit-capturing phone in front of him as he stared warily at the bed.

To Xu Ming's surprise, there was neither the vengeful spirit he had imagined nor the rotting corpse under the blanket, only two tattered pillows.

Xu Ming frowned slightly.

Judging from the placement of the pillows and the shape of the blanket, it is obvious that someone deliberately pretended that there was someone under the blanket.