Chapter 184 Who is he
Liu Shiqi narrowed his eyes in thought.
[Two things happened when I returned to the village before! 】
[In addition to Hao Qianrou's disappearance, the Qingshan Holy Mother Temple was also struck by lightning. And the statue was also split in half by lightning! 】
[At that time, I was only concerned about Hao Qianrou's affairs and completely forgot about the Qingshan Holy Mother Temple! 】
【After returning to the county town, I never thought about it again. 】
[Thinking about it now, it’s really weird. 】
[That statue not only seriously injured me, but also looked very scary. 】
[Now, half of the statue appears in another place! Could it be man-made? 】
[Is this possible…]
[The sculpture is so huge that it would take more than a dozen people to lift it. 】
[How is that possible? It must have been moved away on purpose! 】
So, the sculpture came here by itself? 】
Liu Shiqi shook his head, somewhat confused.
[Also, that statue looks exactly like me! 】
[Is it true? What does it really have to do with me? 】
Liu Shiqi's eyes turned and he thought of Old Man Zhong.
[Maybe my grandfather has some clues.] 】
Liu Changying asked the village chief.
"So what are you going to do with the statue?"
The village chief thought about it and shook his head.
"That is the statue of the Holy Mother of Qingshan after all! To be honest, ordinary people like us cannot touch it easily!"
"I always feel that the statue is very magical. She has her own ideas."
“Since half of the statue has gone to the cave by itself, don’t move!”
"To be honest, I'm really afraid...that it will bring us some disaster!"
Liu Changying thought about it and realized that there was really no other good solution.
The village chief also said.
"I guess we can't hold the temple fair this year!"
Liu Changying nodded in understanding.
Indeed, who would rush to worship a broken statue?
I guess they are all afraid of being unlucky.
Moreover, Liu Changying always felt that this statue was very strange.
I used to think that I looked a lot like him, which made him uncomfortable.
Now Shi Qi is back. Only then did I realize that the statue looked more like Shi Qi. And the statue is full of evil spirit.
It makes people uncomfortable.
Later, the village chief had dinner at the Liu family before returning to Haojiagou Village.
At night, Liu Shiqi found Old Man Zhong.
"Grandfather, tell me about the Qingshan Holy Mother Temple!"
Old Man Zhong also heard about the perverted murderer and the half statue of Our Lady of Qingshan in the cave.
Old man Zhong frowned and asked Liu Shiqi.
"Do you have any doubts?"
Liu Shiqi did not hide it, she pointed at her face and asked.
"Grandfather, don't you think my face looks a lot like that statue?"
Old Man Zhong looked at Liu Shiqi's face seriously, sighed and said.
"It's more than just similar to the statue!"
"Little girl, you actually look a lot like the Empress!"
Liu Shiqi was stunned and looked at Old Man Zhong with some surprise and asked.
"Grandfather, who do you think I resemble?"
Old Man Zhong didn't waste any words and spoke directly to her.
"Let's go inside the house and take a look around!"
"Grandpa shows you something!"
"You'll know once you read it!"
Liu Shiqi did not object, and the two of them disappeared instantly.
Zhuang Yan seemed to sense something and closed his eyes.
I was thinking silently about the house and Liu Shiqi.
When he opened his eyes again, he also appeared in the space house.
This was actually not the first time he had entered here alone.
The reason why he didn't talk to Shi Qi was because there was no suitable opportunity.
He was thinking about confessing to Liu Shiqi today, right in this house.
As a result, it was discovered that Old Man Zhong was also there.
We’ll have to talk about that next time.
Zhuang Yan discovered that neither Old Man Zhong nor Liu Shiqi saw him.
Instead, he hurried to the black building.
Zhuang Yan didn’t know what had happened to them. After thinking about it, he followed them.
Old man Zhong put his feet on the ground, jumped lightly, and flew directly to the second floor of the black building with Liu Shiqi.
Liu Shiqi didn't expect that the second floor was actually a library.
There are many ancient books neatly arranged inside.
She recognized some of the book titles, but some of the words on the books were so strange that she didn't recognize them.
"Girl, this way!"
Liu Shiqi nodded and hurried over.
It seemed that Old Man Zhong was not going to take Liu Shiqi to read books. He simply walked past the rows of bookshelves and led Liu Shiqi to the last row.
Liu Shiqi looked at the bookshelf that was several stories high and was amazed.
Old man Zhong paused and glanced at Liu Shiqi.
Liu Shiqi felt a little scared when he saw it.
Old man Zhong gently picked up two books on the left and right of the bookshelf in the middle.
Afterwards, Liu Shiqi watched in surprise as two tall bookshelves slowly moved to the sides.
Behind the bookshelf, there is actually a staircase leading upwards.
Old Man Zhong pointed at the stairs and said.
"Girl, go up and take a look for yourself!"
Liu Shiqi nodded, knowing that her grandfather would not harm her, so she walked up slowly.
This staircase is not wide, but it is very long.
As soon as Liu Shiqi went up, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
In front of her was a very spacious space.
It's like an art gallery inside, with every wall covered with paintings of all sizes.
Liu Shiqi couldn't help but look at them one by one.
Each painting is exquisitely crafted and lifelike.
Some are richly colored detailed paintings, while others are fresh and elegant ink paintings.
The protagonist of these paintings, without exception, is a tall and beautiful woman.
There are pictures of her riding horses and shooting arrows, eating and drinking tea, bathing and changing clothes, painting and reading, and walking in the garden, and so on.
What surprised Liu Shiqi the most was that the woman in the painting looked exactly like Liu Shiqi in his previous life, when he was twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
It is exactly the same as the statue of Our Lady of Qingshan.
Liu Shiqi couldn't help but reach out and touch one of the paintings.
She clearly felt that the paintings made her feel at ease, warm, and moved.
There is even an unnamed emotion that bursts out of the heart.
She murmured, "Who painted these?"
"Is it him?"
After she asked this question, she was stunned for a moment.
She looked at herself suspiciously.
[I feel so weird!] 】
[Why do I feel that the people in these paintings are me? 】
[And who is he...]
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