The young monk must know much more about this temple than they do.
If the young monk is willing to help find a way out of the temple, the possibility of their survival will be greatly improved!
Keep dragging it on and it will be finished.
Even if they bring more ghost weapons into this bloody door, each person can only trigger it three times.
How long can they stop the ghosts behind the temple purely with ghost weapons?
"Our candles have been burned out today, and there may not be enough tomorrow night..."
"The ghost was banging on the door just now, which seemed to speed up the burning of the candle."
Shen Weiwei's voice was faint. She hugged her knees and sat in the corner of the room, her hair disheveled.
Ning Qiushui and Shan Hong's eyes fell on the burning candle.
indeed.
The candle burns faster.
It must have something to do with the abbot knocking on the door before.
This also confirms the importance of red candles.
"Have you ever been to a temple kitchen before?"
Ning Qiushui asked.
Shen Weiwei and Shan Hong both shook their heads.
Although the temple has a dining hall, no one has ever seen the kitchen.
After all, every time the young monk came to ask them to eat, the food had already been prepared and placed in the dining room.
Although the dark figure at the window is no longer there, the occasional flash of candlelight will make people tense up and look at the window suspiciously.
The darkness outside seemed to seep into the room along with the cold through the small holes in the window.
After being silent for a long time, Shen Weiwei suddenly said:
"Actually, the next day I saw the young monk going to a very secluded and desolate location on the west side of the temple."
When Ning Qiushui heard this, her eyes moved slightly.
"Fahua?"
Shen Weiwei nodded.
"I'm not sure if that's the kitchen."
Ning Qiushui said:
"Go and have a look tomorrow."
"Why go to the kitchen?"
"There may be more clues about Lotus and his master there, I want to take a look."
Shen Weiwei did not refuse, nor did she have the right to refuse.
If it weren't for Ning Qiushui still holding on, she wouldn't know what to do.
Perhaps due to the influence of the rules, or perhaps the abbot was knocked out by kowtow, it did not appear again, and everyone was in a daze, barely able to pass the third night.
At six o'clock in the morning, the morning light appeared as promised and dispersed the thick fog in the temple, but the bell did not ring.
The four of them waited in the room for a long time. At about nine o'clock, the sun had almost filled every corner of the temple, and Ning Qiushui and the others came out of the room.
"Why didn't the little monk ring the bell today?"
"It's strange that you're not used to not hearing his ringing sound all of a sudden!"
Liu Chengfeng was sleepy and yawned.
The four of them, led by Shen Weiwei, walked towards the west corner of the temple.
That corner was too remote, surrounded by gravel and weeds, and there were still a lot of dried blood stains on the ground, which was very hideous.
Walking along the blood stains, there was an unpleasant smell in the air.
It’s about people.
On the wasteland, there was a path winding forward, leading to a simple hut. Ning Qiushui came to the hut and slowly opened the door. A faint and rich fragrance came from inside.
It's exactly the taste of meat porridge.
"Fahua?"
"Little monk?"
They called a few times tentatively, but there was no response from the room.
Lotus is not here.
In this small house, there is a stove, piles of firewood, and... a bed.
"No, this little monk actually sleeps here."
Liu Chengfeng complained.
He touched the bed in the kitchen. It was relatively clean and there were a few scriptures next to the pillow.
Obviously, this bed is occupied.
This isn't just a kitchen, either.
Strictly speaking, it is a woodshed, kitchen, and bedroom all in one.
"It shouldn't be..."
"There are so many free rooms in the temple, why would the young monk sleep in this place?"
Shan Hong looked puzzled.
"There are two situations——"
"First, the young monk was ostracized by other monks in the temple and could only sleep here."
"Second, there is something important in the kitchen that needs him to guard."
After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, his eyes scanned around the room.
"Look for them all."
Although it was already dawn outside, the lighting in this room was not good, so some locations were still relatively dark. Fortunately, Liu Chengfeng always had matches on him.
As the light of the match lit up, he seemed to have discovered something. He turned his head and shouted to Ning Qiushui on the other side of the bed:
"Brother, come here and take a look!"
After hearing this, Ning Qiushui came to Liu Chengfeng's side. He lit another candle and put it close to the ground. The two of them immediately saw three lines of black writing on the ground -
[Master said that becoming a Buddha is the biggest lie in Dengying Temple]
[There is no Buddha in the temple]
[Everything is Master Huipu’s obsession]
"Master Huipu?"
Ning Qiushui's eyes moved.
The young monk said that this person was the origin of the "Buddha" in Dengying Temple.
"There is no Buddha?"
"interesting……"
"If there were no Buddha, what would the monks in the temple become?"
Ning Qiushui's eyes suddenly fell on the bed where the little monk was sleeping not far away.
There are scriptures placed there.
Ning Qiushui came to the scriptures, picked up the scriptures and flipped through them.
There is also a special piece of bamboo paper mixed in.
It says--
[I am the first tooth in its mouth, and you are the second tooth]
[If you don’t want to be meat, then help it eat meat]
This paper is very old.
The yellowing traces are all scars left by time.
Looking at this piece of paper, the first person that came to Ning Qiushui's mind was the little monk's master.
The clues on the note reveal a lot.
"Tooth and flesh..."
"Is this the little monk's rule of survival in the temple?"
"The ghosts in the temple didn't attack him. Is that why?"
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Ning Qiushui's mind.
Subconsciously, he turned over the paper and found that there was another line of words written on the back of the paper, but the ink on this line was much fresher than on the front.
[Ya, how do I open the door? 】
The handwriting on the back is completely different from the handwriting on the front. Obviously one is written by the young monk, while the other comes from the young monk's master.
"Last night, the little monk really went to find a way to open the door..."
"I just don't know if he has been found or where he is now..."
Just as Ning Qiushui was thinking about it, Shan Hong suddenly walked over with some trepidation and said:
"Excuse me, can someone accompany me to the toilet?"
The three of them stared at him. Shan Hong's face turned red and he coughed twice:
"Hey, this person has three urgent needs. It's too dangerous for me to go alone!"
"I'll go with you."
Ning Qiushui winked at Liu Chengfeng, signaling him and Shen Weiwei to stand together and stop moving around.
Shan Hong chuckled.
"well."
"Thank you, Brother Qiushui."
pS: My mother-in-law came back today and went out to have a barbecue. Sorry, the update is late. I will post the next chapter directly after I finish it. Then the third chapter may be after 12 o'clock, or it may be at 1 o'clock, so don't wait.
