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The cold wind howled.
Although Fu Qian had turned into a human radar, he did not go on a killing spree in the town.
He chose to follow the path he had taken before, and made his way to the old town.
Considering the speed of flesh transformation, there was still plenty of time.
There was one thing he wanted to figure out.
Feeling the key in his pocket, Fu Qian headed straight for the church spire in the snow.
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A few minutes later, Fu Qian leapt down from the top of the church once again.
In the darkness, the stained glass which he hadn't had the chance to inspect last time was still dazzling.
After confirming there was no movement around, Fu Qian made his way down and soon arrived in front of the stained glass.
Upon a closer look, the surface of the stained glass seemed to be covered by a transparent veil.
Fu Qian reached out and felt as though he had touched a hidden boundary.
Pushing harder with his hand, the stained glass slowly opened backward.
