When the situation was most dangerous, Liu Xianxian found the statue they had been looking for. It should have been a very happy thing, but Ma Ying couldn't laugh at all.

She knew that there was a third person hiding in the warehouse, and at this moment, that person might be standing in a corner watching them.

Should I leave? Or should I take the risk and try?

"No, I still think it's too dangerous. Anyway, we already know the location of the sculpture, and we can come here tomorrow. There's no need to rush." ​​Ma Ying wanted to persuade her best friend: "Listen to me, let's go out first."

"It's just two questions. It won't take more than a few minutes." Liu Xianxian was a little stubborn. The man she liked had become a worry that she couldn't get rid of.

Letting go of her hand, Liu Xianxian walked alone into the depths of the warehouse: "It will be over soon, and I will know the answer soon."

She seemed to be possessed by a demon, and her tone of voice was a little strange.

"Liu Xianxian!"

Ma Ying was anxious. She wanted to leave, but she didn't want to leave Liu Xianxian here alone.

Holding the chair in both hands, she gritted her teeth and chased after him.

The two girls came to the last row of shelves on the left side of the warehouse. Liu Xianxian pointed to the gap between the shelf and the wall and said, "The back of the shelf is hollowed out, and the statue is in there."

Ma Ying lay on the shelf and looked inside with the help of the light from her mobile phone. She could see an ugly face deep in the shelf.

When the light shone on the sculpture, the plaster statue's eyes seemed to blink slightly.

"There's only one statue in the entire warehouse, so it should be this one." Liu Xianxian grabbed the edge of the shelf and said, "What are you standing there for? The thing we've been looking for for several nights is right in front of us. Why don't you come and help us?"

"I always feel that this sculpture was deliberately hidden behind the shelf." Ma Ying looked at the statue, and she didn't know why, but she felt a little familiar.

The two of them pushed open the shelf together, and a faint foul smell wafted out.

"Do you smell a foul odor? It seems to be coming from the sculpture, a bit like... the odor of a corpse?"

"How could a plaster sculpture emit a corpse odor?" Liu Xianxian walked to the statue with her cell phone in hand, shining the light on the statue's body.

This is a sculpture of an adult male, slightly larger than a normal person, without clothes, with a good figure, but his face is extremely ugly and unbearable to look at.

Few sculptors would destroy their work like this unless it has a special meaning.

"There are words engraved on the base and the face is ugly. It's exactly the same as the sculpture in your video." Liu Xianxian looked at the sculpture in front of her, her fingers trembling slightly. She finally found the statue and could figure out the problem that had been bothering her for a long time.

There is only one meter width between the shelf and the wall, and the sculpture stands at the deepest part, like a devil with outstretched arms, ready to embrace a lost traveler.

Standing in front of the sculpture, the stench became stronger, but Liu Xianxian acted as if she didn't smell it. She clasped her hands together, not daring to look into the sculpture's eyes, and lowered her head silently.

"In my heart..."

"etc!"

Liu Xianxian was interrupted by Ma Ying behind her before she finished her words: "Think it over before asking. It is said in that strange story that the statue can verify the truth of a sentence. If the sentence is true, it will shed tears of blood, but if it is false, then something terrible will happen."

"I know." Liu Xianxian would not listen to any advice now. She took another step forward and whispered to the sculpture, "The person I like in my heart, he also likes me, right?"

In the closed and gloomy warehouse, the girl expressed her deepest doubts to the sculpture, and she looked into the sculpture's eyes with great anticipation.

If the sculpture sheds tears, it proves that what she said is true.

Liu Xianxian couldn't help but become nervous, she could even hear her own heartbeat.

One second, two seconds...

Half a minute passed and nothing happened in the warehouse.

The sculpture did not shed tears, and nothing horrible happened.

"The legend is false?"

Liu Xianxian leaned against the wall as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. All her expectations turned into bubbles and shattered.

Ma Ying stood behind Liu Xianxian. She had expected this result.

Many times people do something not for any result, but just to have an expectation.

Patting Liu Xianxian's shoulder gently, Ma Ying didn't know how to comfort her roommate.

"I'm fine." Liu Xianxian had a trained smile on her face. "This sculpture once appeared in a video recorded by your sister. Go and see if you can find any clues. Don't worry about me."

Ma Ying nodded, took out her cell phone and paused the video at the point where the sculpture appeared.

"The statue in the video is exactly the same as this one. I just need to figure out who the original owner of the statue was, and then I can find the murderer."

She took out her cell phone and took pictures of the sculpture, not missing any details.

The camera moved from the sculpture's chest to its cheek, and Ma Ying felt a strange sense of familiarity growing stronger, as if she had done something like this before.

"Did I forget something?" After taking all the photos, Ma Ying put away her phone. "The rumors about the sculpture are fake, but for me, the appearance of this sculpture at least proves one thing: the video my sister sent me before she disappeared was real."

She stared at the statue close to her, looking at the ugly face, and suddenly an impulse arose in her heart.

Reaching out to touch the cold skin of the statue, Ma Ying asked a question that had troubled her for a long time: "Has my sister been killed?"

Missing and being murdered are two different things. Even after so many years, she still has a glimmer of hope in her heart.

After waiting for a second or two, Ma Ying shook her head and said, "The ghost story is fake. How can a sculpture shed tears? Everything is made up by people. It's a pity that the two of us actually believed it."

She was talking to herself, and after she finished talking, the stench in the air seemed to become a little stronger, and the light from the mobile phone began to distort. The most important thing was that a thudding sound was heard from the originally quiet warehouse, as if something hit the shelf.

Ma Ying noticed something unusual. She raised her head and was about to turn around and leave when Liu Xianxian, who was standing behind her, suddenly screamed!

"Xiaoying! Look at its eyes!"

"Eyes?" Ma Ying quickly realized something and turned her head to look at the sculpture's face.

Two lines of blood and tears were sliding down the corners of the sculpture's eyes. The blood was thick and smelled foul, forming a sharp contrast with the pale skin of the plaster statue.

"The statue is crying?!"

Ma Ying stayed where she was, and soon she was surrounded by fear again: "The statue will cry when the facts are stated, but when Liu Xianxian asked the statue just now, it didn't react at all."

The light from the cell phone was distorted, and the knocking sounds outside the door became clearer and clearer.