It was only after I finished photographing the inscriptions that I noticed Mecheng, who had entered before us, was staring blankly at a mural on the wall.
Since we walked in, he hadn't said a single word. He hadn't even shifted his eyes. He stood there like a statue. Could this guy have been possessed by some evil spirit?
I looked toward Mecheng. His brow was furrowed, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and he clicked his tongue from time to time. He was deep in thought!
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