Jiang Yubai nodded, and a red bracelet appeared out of thin air on his wrist.
This is the cursed shackle of the dragon clan.
Jiang Yubai lowered his eyes. When his body's spiritual power was in chaos, the cursed shackles would automatically block 70% of his spiritual power, restricting his movements.
He is not afraid of anything else.
He is only afraid of hurting his teammates.
"This should be the first floor of the Bone Collecting Pagoda." Jiang Yaoqing said immediately, "I just took a quick look and it should be the place where monks usually chant sutras."
"There are a lot of futons on the floor."
Hearing this, the other people used their flashlights to shine into the tower.
"There may be records of monks coming here to meditate."
"Let's look for it."
After the words fell, a few people spread out slightly while keeping their distance, and started looking for items that could serve as clues on the first floor of the Bone Collecting Tower.
Jiang Yaoqing walked to the futon and gently opened one. Under each futon there was a small number, similar to a seat number.
On the top of the first floor were various colorful hangings, and there was a musty smell floating in the air that had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time.
Every fifth futon, there is a wooden pillar with a layer of brocade on it, and the brocade is embroidered with rising dragons and phoenixes.
Jiang Yaoqing approached a pillar and slightly opened the brocade silk and satin.
The wood inside is pure black, and it exudes a faint fragrance.
With some spiritual power attached to her fingers, Jiang Yaoqing touched it gently.
It's surprisingly smooth and feels like it's been specially waxed.
"Fanfan~"
The little black ball's stomach growled and he patted Jiang Yaoqing's head to show that he was hungry.
"I don't have anything to eat now, so I can't bear it any longer."
Jiang Yaoqing stretched out her hand to rub the little guy on her shoulder and said apologetically.
"Brother, can you use moldy steamed buns?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Linchi Liu looked over.
"ah?"
"I picked this up from the ground of the mountain temple just now, not from a bowl."
Linchi Liu scratched his head and explained: "Do you want to eat, little one?"
Jiang Yaoqing stretched out her finger and poked the little black ball on her shoulder that was obviously stiff: "Brother Xiaochi asked you if you want to eat. Do you want to eat?"
The little black ball patted his stomach, seeming to be struggling a little, and then decisively looked away with a look on his face that said, "I don't want to eat."
"He doesn't want to eat it. Let's keep it for now. Maybe we can use it later."
Jiang Yaoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she wanted to bring more food when she went out in the future.
"Eat candy?"
Jiang Yubai walked around in a circle, holding the gold foil roster in his hand, shaking it, and walked to Jiang Yaoqing.
"Here, Xiaolu brought it to me. Let's give it something to eat first."
Taking the candy from Jiang Yubai, Jiang Yaoqing fed it to the little black ball.
The little guy didn't refuse much this time. He rubbed Jiang Yaoqing's head affectionately and started eating.
"This is the booklet I just picked up on the ground."
Jiang Yubai handed it to Jiang Yaoqing: "I just flipped through it, and I don't really recognize the words in it. See if you can understand it."
Jiang Yaoqing handed the flashlight to Sophia beside her and opened the first page of the roster.
[Record of Yisi Day, Renxu Month, Guimao Year—Today the Shanshen Temple was officially built, and the school will start running from tomorrow, targeting children under the age of ten who meet the requirements from all over the country]
The fonts are all written with a brush.
The font should look like Xiaozhuan.
Except for Jiang Yaoqing, everyone present could not understand, so Jiang Yaoqing had to read out every sentence.
"This timing method is very old, similar to the method used in the [Mermaid Pollution Source] copy era."
Jiang Yaoqing explained, then turned to the second page.
[Enrollment starts today. It is indeed not easy to run a school. We still need to publicize it]
This is the first sentence, and there is a line of small words after this sentence.
[Xingzhi hasn’t been very well-behaved recently, find time to have a good chat with him]
"It looks less like a roster and more like a memo."
Jiang Yaoqing's eyes stopped on the second sentence and said: "The person who wrote this sentence should be the founder of Shanshen Temple."
"It could be that he is his child or his apprentice."
[Current progress: 2%]
The system prompt sounds.
Jiang Yaoqing took the opportunity to look at the time and saw that the remaining time was eight minutes.
Linchi Liu and Sophia listened very carefully.
They knew that Jiang Yaoqing was specifically telling them what to do if they encountered such a situation in the future.
Jiang Yaoqing then turned to the next page. This page had much more words than the previous two pages.
[Go out, only by going out can you have new hope]
[I recruited two students and three masters today, a successful day]
[It’s time to improve the rules and regulations of the temple. If there are too many children, they will make trouble]
[Xingzhi peed into the jar used by the masters to drink water, which made me angry]
[He was beaten, and he faced the wall. He felt a little regretful. He was still young, so I should have reasoned with him instead of corporally punishing him]
"It can be seen that this founder has a rich inner world."
Jiang Yaoqing stopped at the last sentence and started to analyze again: "Based on this sentence, we can conclude that the founder cooperated with an organization and recruited the first batch of students."
"Two students and three masters."
"Xing was a little naughty and did some bad things, so he was punished by the founder."
“The relationship between the builder and the walker is great.”
[Current progress: 5%]
The progress is a bit slow.
But it is enough to prove that your inference is correct.
Turn to the next page, and there are some patterns drawn on this page.
Little rabbit, sunflower, and an old man.
There was a cluster of sparks on the old man's head.
There is a sentence below the pattern.
[Xing Zhi, a naughty guy, randomly drew on my notebook and made me look like this.]
That's what he said, but Jiang Yaoqing felt that the founder was very happy.
The next few pages are full of random thoughts, such as there is not enough food today, so I should go down the mountain to buy some, and I have to take the children to buy clothes tomorrow.
[Children grow so fast that they can no longer wear the clothes made by tailors]
the founder wrote in the roster.
[Recently, a group of children were sent to the welfare home. They had no father or mother, so I accepted them]
[It’s fun when there are too many children, a group of bald little monks]
Wish welfare home?
Jiang Yaoqing turned back without hesitation.
[I am an old man, it’s time for Xingzhi to go out and see the world. I hope Dean Song can treat our family well.]
There was a large blank space at the back, and Jiang Yaoqing turned to the last page before new content appeared.
There are only four words on it.
It's bright red and doesn't look like ink.
It says——
【Not a good death】
