"We should head this way."
Xu Qingyuan led Xiao Mu through the courtyard, walking all the way to the wall, pointing at it, "There's a bloodied path here that leads straight to the altar."
On saying this, even he was taken aback.
A bloodied path leading to the altar?
He now stood by the wall.
"Mr. Xu, are you sure you're not mistaken? Does this bloodied path lead into the wall?"
Xiao Mu asked.
Xu Qingyuan gave a bitter smile, "Last night, in my dream, that was indeed the scenario. Why it was so, I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, I can't explain either."
Xiao Mu pats Xu Qingyuan's shoulder in consolation.
It's not that Xu Qingyuan was wrong, there's something strange and likely for another reason. As for why Xu Qingyuan was walking towards a wall, it's likely because of that bloody path.
The bloody path disregarded the wall's existence, went through the wall and led to another place.
He walked closer and looked carefully at the wall.
What is this?
Xiao Mu bent down to pick up something.