Zhihui and Zhixing shouted at the same time: "What's the matter?"
The man outside the house whispered: "Shi Bucong's poison has taken effect. Should we..."
Zhixing said angrily: "If he has an attack, just drag him out and burn him. Why do you care whether he lives or dies?"
"No!" Zhi Hui said, "If Shi Bucong really dies in our hands, there will be no room for reconciliation between us and Wu Zhao. Shi Bucong cannot die, at least not now."
I only listened to half of it, then stood up and ran to Beigou Village. We carried with us the secret medicine that Dou Ma had given us. Even if we couldn't save Monk Shi, at least it could alleviate the onset of the poison.
The voice from the ghost eye money was still coming intermittently.
Zhixing growled, "Wu Zhaolian killed two of our fellow apprentices. It is only natural for us not to save Shi Bucong!"
"Confused!" Zhi Hui said, "Let's not talk about the reason for our fight. Are you sure that Wu Zhao didn't notice anything? What did he mean by what he said before he left?"
"This..." Zhixing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then let's suppress the poison temporarily!"
I clearly heard that after the two of them walked out of the house, they quickened their pace - it was true that the Buddhist teachings in the Prajna Temple were profound, and it was also true that Zhixing and Zhihui had profound skills, but could they suppress the poison
Although Ye Jin and I were extremely anxious, we could not find the location of Prajna Temple. I used the fortune-telling money three times in a row, but still could not determine the exact location of the monk. I could not help but look up to the sky and yelled: "Zhihui, Zhixing, the two of you get out of here, otherwise I will announce to the world that Prajna Temple killed innocent people and privately built the magic box!"
My roar spread throughout the entire mountain village in the middle of the night, and soon monks from the Prajna Temple jumped out of Beigou Village and rushed towards me. The leader, Zhixing, raised his stick and pointed at me: "Wu Zhao, how dare you slander the Prajna Temple?"
"Whether it is slander or not, you have no say. The wronged souls in the secret burials have to speak." I pointed in the direction of the Songlong Stele. "As long as the Songlong Stele is opened, the numerous crimes of Prajna Temple will be exposed to the world..."
"You are lying. Give me..." Zhixing only said a few words. I suddenly raised the phone in my hand: "Come on! I want to see if you can take me down within a thousand moves!"
No matter how powerful the people from Prajna Temple are, it is impossible for them to determine the outcome within a thousand moves without encircling me. I must have enough time to contact the outside world.
Zhixing's face turned red and white, but he couldn't say a word. I said in a deep voice, "Where is Monk Shi?"
Zhixing said with a gloomy face: "You come back with me to the Prajna Temple to practice Buddhism and atone for your sins. Shi Bucong must be safe. Otherwise, I would rather die than let the nets break."
I pressed the call button on the phone a few times, and soon Dou Ma's voice came from the other end: "Zhaozi, what's up? I'm helping you look up the information of Master Kongming, and the results will be out soon. What are you doing? Talk?"
Zhixing's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He seemed to want to speak, but was afraid that Dou Ma on the other end of the phone would notice something. He gritted his teeth and looked at me fiercely.
Dou's mother shouted anxiously on the other end of the phone: "Zhaozi, why are you not talking? Where is the person?"
I deliberately leaned close to the phone and said loudly, "Mom Dou, I'm fine here, I just ran into a little trouble."
"Oh!" Dou Ma said, "Old Monk Kongming's original surname was Chen. He was a descendant of Beixin before he became a monk. He was best at making chain locks... He also guarded the magic box before. According to legend, Kongming once made a compass lock that imitated the magic box."
I asked loudly, "Has Kongming studied the magic box?"
"He must have studied it." Dou Ma said, "Moreover, Kong Ming has a hobby, which is to imitate ancient locks. He is especially good at making them look old. He even worked in the antique business for a long time before becoming a monk."
I asked again, "Is it possible for Kongming to copy the secret lock on the magic box without others knowing?"
Dou Ma hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's hard to say. I'm looking into this right now..."
I interrupted her before she could continue: "I understand. I'll contact you later."
After I hung up the phone, I raised my voice and said, "Master Zhihui over there, you've been watching for so long, isn't it time for you to come out and talk?"
"Amitabha." Zhihui walked out from the shadow of the house and bowed to me, "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for answering my questions."
Zhixing was surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhihui shook his head and said, "I'm afraid we've all been deceived."
Zhixing's expression changed slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
I explained, "Beigou Village and the Songlong Stele do exist, but this is not necessarily the place where the magic box was unearthed."
I said in a deep voice, "Someone may have suppressed the snake demon in Beigou Village and deliberately left behind the Dragon Monument. However, this is definitely not where the magic box was unearthed."
"Our venerable Master Kongming should have also visited Beigou Village at some point in time and left behind something similar to the Dragon Song Stele."
Zhixing asked, "What evidence do you have?"
I said in a deep voice, "Come with me to the Songlong Monument and I will prove it to you. But before that, I have to make sure Monk Shi is safe."
Zhihui clapped his hands gently, and someone carried Monk Shi over. Monk Shi was still unconscious and had a high fever, just like when the peach blossom poison first attacked him, but fortunately his life was not in danger.
I then led Zhihui and Zhixing up the mountain and stopped in front of the Songlong Stele. I turned to Zhixing and said, "Plap the Songlong Stele with your palm. Don't use the 'Stone Breaking Hand' technique. Just use about 10% of your strength."
After Zhixing slapped his palm for no apparent reason, the Songlong Stele was neatly broken into two pieces, and the upper part happened to be the part engraved with Sanskrit.
Zhihui seemed to be unable to bear to watch and closed his eyes fiercely: "Amitabha."
Zhixing stammered, "This... this... what's going on?"
I said in a deep voice, "Someone forged this Dragon-Song Stele by counterfeiting antiques. To put it more clearly, they split the two stone tablets into two parts and then connected them together again. The upper part should be the inscription that our master later wrote to suppress the evil spirits, and the lower part is the real Dragon-Song Stele."
Zhixing shook his head and said, "Master has been here? He..."
I continued, "The master must have entered the secret tomb and fought a desperate battle with the evil spirits in the secret tomb. After he came out, he left this inscription and completely closed the entrance to the secret tomb. This is why I pushed the Songlong Stele but the entrance to the secret tomb did not open."
Zhixing's face turned pale and he said, "If that's the case, why didn't that donor Wang say so earlier?"
I looked at Zhixing and said, "Are you so sure that Wang Fugui is an ordinary person?"
Zhixing's face turned even paler: "What do you mean?"
I said, "At first, I did think Wang Fugui was the village chief. But I suddenly changed my attitude towards him because I found out there was something fishy about Wang Fugui."
I didn't wait for him to ask again and said, "Master Zhihui, do you still remember the time we encountered a ghost near the Songlong Monument? If it were an ordinary person, would he be able to recover from the extreme shock in such a short time and talk to us?"
Zhihui said bitterly, "I was negligent."
I waved my hand and said, "In fact, we all walked into a dead end of thinking at that time. We are all people who have seen ghosts since childhood, so naturally we will not panic when we encounter ghosts. So we think that seeing ghosts killing people is nothing, so we didn't think too deeply about it, right?"
Zhixing nodded after a long while and said, "Yes."
This principle is very simple to understand. It is like an experienced forensic doctor who can tear a corpse into pieces and still look calm, while a new forensic doctor can easily be frightened to the point of weakness at the sight of a car accident. The master who is leading the newcomer will definitely be furious and curse at this time, because he thinks that it is nothing and ignores the feelings of his apprentice.
Zhihui and Zhixing were the same. They didn't take these things to heart at all, which allowed Wang Fugui to take advantage of them.
I continued, "If there are suspicious points about Wang Fugui, then if we extrapolate back, there are suspicious points in the entire Beigou Village."
"When Wang Fugui saw us, he immediately found a suitable excuse for us, so we followed him into the village. But have you ever thought about this: when the rural areas in the Northeast discovered that there was evil in the village, would they think of the immortals or the monks first?"
"It's the immortal." Zhixing took a long time to utter these three words.
I said again, "At first, I thought that the man sent by Wang Fugui to invite the monk must have run away with the village's money, so we took advantage of it. In fact, if we had thought a little more, we wouldn't have been fooled. There are so many people in the village, why did the village chief have to send an unreliable person to invite the monk?"
I couldn't help but sigh, "At that time, we wanted to crack the secret of the magic box as soon as possible, but the other party took advantage of our mentality. After we entered the village, Wang Fugui took us to two different places and told us so many strange events. In fact, he just wanted to influence our thinking and make us follow his ideas. But we just fell for his trick."
"At that time, we were all stuck in one thought, that is, we couldn't easily enter the secret burial site without clearing out the ghosts outside Beigou Village. Therefore, we have always focused our attention on the village. In this way, we will subconsciously explore the secrets on the Songlong Stele, and the other party's goal will be achieved."
"Amitabha." After Zhihui chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, he complained, "Since Mr. Wu had already noticed the strangeness in Beigou Village, why didn't he tell us earlier?" (To be continued)