The slightly dull knock on the door echoed in the not too big room, as if it knocked directly on everyone's heart.
Here again... Long Yuehong's heart palpitated for a while.
It's not over!
Jiang Baimian frowned and thought for a few seconds, then said to Shang Jianyao:
"Ask louder who it is."
In this way, she wanted to attract the attention of the monks on the same floor, and let those "Enlightened Ones" use whatever skills they had to solve this very strange thing.
Shang Jianyao, who was next to the door, let go of his throat:
"Who?"
His voice came out, no one responded, and there was no echo, as if there was an abyss with no bottom and no end in sight.
"Boom!"
The same knock sounded again, and the wooden door seemed to vibrate a little.
If you don't open the door, don't sense it, just based on this performance, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao can naturally picture a person standing outside in their minds.
He is only one door apart from Shang Jianyao.
"The sound doesn't seem to be able to get out too far." Bai Chen, who was also at the door, expressed his feelings just now.
"We are isolated, isolated?" Long Yuehong's heart tightened.
Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:
"If someone really uses the ability of interfering matter to manipulate the air, change the wind pressure, and simulate the movement of knocking on the door, then he can naturally limit the sound to this area."
"Boom!"
As soon as Jiang Baimian finished speaking, the door moved again.
The people outside the door seemed impatient to come in.
"Do you open the door?" Shang Jianyao asked the team leader for his opinion.
Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment and said:
"hold on."
This wait was nearly half an hour, the door was quiet, and there was no sound coming in.
The person knocking on the door seemed to have given up completely after waiting.
Jiang Baimian rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the door, and sensed it for a while before saying:
"I'll try to open the door, you all take precautions."
Bai Chen took two steps back and aimed the gun in his hand at the wooden door. Long Yuehong also made a similar action, except that he was in front of the bed farther from the door.
Shang Jianyao took off the flashlight hanging from his armed belt and took out a mirror.
Seeing Jiang Baimian looking at him, he explained seriously:
"I learned this from Zhou Guanzhu. What if it's really a ghost?"
But Zhou Guanzhu's set is not for dealing with ghosts... Jiang Baimian took a slow breath and spit it out again.
She lifted her left hand, twisted the door handle with her right palm holding "Ice Moss", and pulled it back.
The light of the street lamps in the distance flowed into the interior of the room through the gradually widening gap, causing the faces of several members of the "Old Tone Group" to alternate between light and dark.
On the corridor, no one came and went, and even where the street lights could not shine, the shadows seemed to have fallen asleep.
"There's really no one left." Jiang Baimian carefully observed for a while and came to such a conclusion.
She carefully closed the door again to see if there was any knocking sound.
The "Old Tuning Team" waited for another half an hour, and there was no more "dong" sound.
It made their previous experience feel like an unreal dream.
If it wasn't for Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Bai Chen still waiting there, Long Yuehong would definitely think that there was no knock on the door, and that everything was just an illusion.
"It seems to have stopped..." Jiang Baimian said "um".
Bai Chen frowned and said:
"What exactly is that 'person' knocking on the door for
"He 'left' without doing anything...
"Could it be that something bad happens when we open the door with three 'dong's behind?"
Shang Jianyao laughed:
"When did you get the illusion that we didn't have bad encounters
"Maybe we've been affected unknowingly, but it hasn't happened yet, like in the ruins of Wasteland 13."
Thinking of the three "hunters" who committed suicide due to Wu Meng's covert influence, Long Yuehong couldn't help shivering:
"No way… "
"I can't rule out this possibility." Jiang Baimian didn't dare to be careless about this. "Anyway, we all take turns on duty at night, looking at each other a little bit. When we find something unusual, we immediately remind each other."
In this regard, they still have some experience.
Still tied and enjoying the feeding treatment, Giuseppe "Garibaldi" interjected in a low voice:
"I don't think you need to worry so much.
"This is the headquarters of the 'Crystal Consciousness Sect', and no ghost can turn the tide.
"In the beginning, when some parts of the city were 'haunted', monks from the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' were often invited to purify."
"I'm afraid it's not a ghost." Jiang Baimian sighed.
Without giving Giuseppe any further explanation, she said to herself:
"It's really abnormal, you can indeed inform the monks of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' and ask them to help.
"If there is no hidden influence, then what happened just now, the focus is on the act of 'knocking on the door'. Well, there is no contradiction between this and the hidden influence. Since Wu Meng can use the radio waves to transmit power, just now It's not too unacceptable to rely on knocks for influence.
"In addition to this, 'knock on the door' may be trying to send us some information, like paper in a scripture."
Jiang Baimian linked the "knock on the door" incident just now with the previous "Holy Land Directory".
After all, this all happened after they entered the Sikkaro Temple and witnessed the Chief's death.
"Pass the message..." Bai Chen's eyes moved slightly. "The first group knocks on the door seven times, and the latter group knocks three times. What does this mean?"
The "Old Tuning Group" has special courses to train the knowledge of passwords and passwords.
"From a simple and direct point of view, it represents the two numbers 'seven' and 'three'." Jiang Baimian replied, "Since we want to convey information to us as outsiders, it will not be too complicated. ."
"Seven, three..." Long Yuehong began to think about the meaning of these two numbers.
"In addition, it is the early morning." Shang Jianyao gave his thoughts "with confidence", "The answer is that seven days later, at three in the morning, let's go see him."
"Do you think you hit your head three times?" Jiang Baimian couldn't help but laugh.
The corresponding story has been shared within the "Old Tune Group".
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to respond, she further asked:
"So, where are you going to meet?"
"I don't know." Shang Jianyao replied very simply.
Long Yuehong helped to remember the reason:
"Maybe in seven days, at three o'clock in the morning, will he come here to find us again?"
"Then why didn't you just come in directly, you have to wait for seven days?" Jiang Baimian skillfully picked out the loophole.
Long Yuehong was speechless and couldn't answer.
"According to your logic." Bai Chen added to the discussion, "He can just come in directly with whatever information he wants to pass, why should he leave a password by knocking on the door?"
"This is indeed a problem." Jiang Baimian nodded, "Maybe the one who knocked on the door couldn't communicate with us directly, so he could only communicate in this way, uh, so it's not ruled out that after seven days, he can talk to us, We will visit at three in the morning, but why does he have to knock on the door earlier, be impatient and wait until then?"
"Ceremony!" Shang Jianyao replied quickly, "He is in a special state, he must complete the knock on the door, and he can communicate with us after seven days."
Bai Chen proposed another possibility:
"Maybe he was afraid that we would escape from Sikkaro Temple in the past few days."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:
"Both of these explanations have some plausibility, and the only way to verify it is to wait until seven days later."
Having said that, Jiang Baimian looked up at the ceiling:
"The numbers 'seven' and 'three' may have other meanings.
"From the point of view of 'Crystal Consciousness Teaching', 'seven' represents the seven-level Buddha, and it also represents the seven-story Sikkaro Temple, which represents the layer above our heads."
This is very reasonable... Long Yuehong nodded invisibly.
Compared with Shang Jianyao's slightly air-to-air speculation, Jiang Baimian's speculation based on the characteristics of Buddhist organizations appears to be more grounded.
Jiang Baimian continued:
"If 'seven' stands for the seventh floor of Sikkaro Temple, then 'three' may be the number of a room there.
"The person knocking on the door wants us to go find him?"
This... Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at each other and felt that this explanation might indeed be a big deal.
"Go now?" Shang Jianyao asked eagerly.
Jiang Baimian was silent for a while and said:
"Don't rush.
"What if it's a trap? Whether that one is good or bad, I can't tell at the moment, maybe... he can't directly confront Master Zenaga, compete for the position of chief, lure us in this way, accuse us of violating the rules of the temple, Involving the Zennagar Masters…
"Perhaps, his power is limited to that room, and only a small part of it can leak out. We must be lured into it in order to function..."
Hearing the group leader's assumptions, Long Yuehong thought it was better to be cautious.
At this time, Jiang Baimian looked around and said:
"Wait until dawn to find a chance to find out what's on the seventh floor of the temple, and who lives in the third room, and then make a decision.
"Well, go to sleep, the people on duty at night look at each other and guard against abnormality."
So far the discussion has ended, and the "Old Tunes Group" never encountered strange things that night.
…
Early in the morning, the previous young monk brought oatmeal and toast.
Jiang Baimian said unintentionally:
"Who lives in the rooms on the top floor of your temple? There seems to be movement at night."
The young monk said suspiciously:
"No one lives there."
"..." At this moment, Long Yuehong really realized what a ghost story is.
"Is it the place where the classics are kept?" Jiang Baimian asked further.
The young monk nodded:
"There is also a small hall dedicated to my Buddha and Bodhi."
"There's no such thing as a world free Tathagata?" Shang Jianyao interjected curiously.
"We mainly worship my Buddha and Bodhi." The young monk did not hide the fact that he could find out about it everywhere.
"What else? What other room is there on the seventh floor? Maybe a mouse has entered?" Jiang Baimian began to scold.
The young monk thought about it:
"Impossible, the guards are very strict... and the room where the magic weapon is placed, and..."
His expression suddenly became solemn:
"There is also a meditation room where 'Buddha's body' is sleeping."