Suppressing his excitement, Yan Liqiang headed towards that stone house.
It had two rooms, one big and one small. Yan Liqiang headed to the smaller room first.
The room had no door but a skin-curtain. It was completely tattered. Yan Liqiang touched it with his sword and the curtain fell to the floor.
It seemed like no one had been here for a long time.
In the first room, there was a stone press, a stone chair, and a stone stand. There were bottles and jars on the stand and a stone-made cauldron. There was a layer of dust on them but Yan Liqiang recognized them immediately.
Yan Liqiang walked out of the first room and headed to the second. He brushed away the curtain and went in and saw a dried body sitting on a stone bed. This gave Yan Liqiang quite the scare.
