Inside is a two-meter-tall owl statue.
Unfortunately, the eagle owl statue is missing one half.
"You two must be from out of town? Here to request a statue of the Owl God? What a pity, the Owl God is no longer with us!"
At that moment, a middle-aged woman's voice came from behind us, probably because she saw Lao Dao and me visiting the statue.
"Auntie, what did you say?"
I turned around and saw the person who spoke. It was a simply dressed middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket in her arms. I immediately felt a sense of warmth and familiarity.
"This eagle owl statue was fine before, but I don't know when it started to crack."
We did try to find someone to fix it, but no one could fix it!
The owl god won't come if the statue is incomplete.
The woman sighed as she finished speaking.
"If there's no one, then there's no one, Auntie. You seem quite worried!" Old Dao curled his lip, looking at everyone as if they were bad people.
“My husband is the village chief of Haopo Village, how can I not worry about it?”
Upon hearing Lao Dao's words, the older woman immediately became anxious.
"Oh, I see! Thank you for reminding me, ma'am!"
I clasped my hands in a fist salute to the older woman.
If the old lady is the village chief's wife, then she should know about Zhou the tailor.
Liu Sandao wouldn't lie to me; I still have a brocade pouch that Liu Sandao gave me.
"We later heard from an expert that to repair this, you need a special profession called something like 'sewing'..."
The older woman said as she rummaged through her shopping basket.
My pupils contracted, and a word came to mind—
The Corpse Stitcher!
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