I looked at that hole with a capricious mood, had Yang Guijin gone in?
This was the only explanation, I hardly moved my gaze.
"What shall we do?" Jueying looked slightly uneasy.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The door of the temple suddenly opened a crack, revealing a middle-aged man's face, with the shoulder visible, faintly showing a security uniform.
"There's nothing. I just saw a cat come out here." I met the security guard's gaze, maintaining a calm expression.
"Oh... This is the cat hole in the temple. We only open the gates for ticket inspection at six, and don't receive visitors at night." The security guard added.
"Um."
"I nodded, indicating to Jueying to walk in a different direction."
Old Gong, however, was baring his teeth at the security guard and muttering something incomprehensible.
The security guard, of course, couldn't see Old Gong.
We walked for about a hundred to two hundred meters, then I looked back to see the temple door closed, and continued in the direction where Old Gong had led us before.
After we passed by, Old Gong continued to roll down to lead the way, slightly leaving the temple compound and walked to the side.
We had practically no path beneath our feet, moving through a dense forest.
After about ten minutes, as we reached the end of the forest and approached the foot of the mountain, Old Gong paused for a moment.
I and Jueying also stood still in surprise.
What we saw before us was not just a simple foot of the mountain, but a part of the extension of Yokaido-ji temple that had encircled the foot of the mountain......
I didn't hesitate, leaping over the wall, and found that there were a row of houses built against the mountain wall inside, all tightly closed.
Not just that... The doors were also sealed with strips of paper.
It wasn't the ordinary yellow paper that we usually use for sealing, but wooden strips that sealed the doors tightly.
Jueying lightly and carefully jumped onto the wall.
Her gaze fell on the houses built against the mountain wall in the same manner.
Old Gong's head appeared at the top of the wall, staring straight at those houses.
"Interesting," Old Gong muttered.
The next second, I seemed to hear footsteps and felt light from my peripheral vision.
"Someone's coming," I whispered.
Instantly, I jumped down from the wall, and Jueying landed beside me.
The two of us kept our breaths and leaned slightly closer to the wall.
Soon, the footsteps approached, along with the light from a flashlight above.
A minute or two later, the footsteps gradually moved away.
Old Gong twisted his neck slightly and muttered again, "The temple has blocked the entrance to the people's ancestral tombs, quite a mess. Outsiders may have a point to their prayers, but locals have no spirit."
My pupil slightly contracted.
Although I'm not proficient in yin and yang arts, I've seen enough to understand at least a little bit.
An ancestral tomb is a place for the dead to reside, which is slightly different from a haunted house. In a certain sense, tombs are also considered as ancestral tombs.
Old Gong meant that Yokaido-ji had built houses at the entrance of the mountain tomb, deliberately blocking the tombs?
Could it be that they actually don't know there are tombs inside?
There are many suspicious things in this.
My parents entered the mountain tomb from this place back then?
That being the case, wouldn't that be out of sight from the monks of Yokaido-ji?
Or are they covering up the truth?
If it's the former, there are many things worth pondering in here.
The monks on the upper and lower levels are not weak.
The Changfeng Taoist Temple and the Duoyu Taoist Temple both have pilgrims coming to burn incense.
Yokaido-ji is a tourist attraction, and that itself isn't a problem. It's an ancient temple, so there must be experts inside.
If it's not noticed by the high-level eyes, that's a kind of consensus to some extent.
Otherwise, I don't believe that just with my parents and a few people from the commandery, we could dig up graves under the nose of Yokaido-ji.
Of course, my assumption is based on the premise that the people of Yokaido-ji have known about the mountain tomb.
If it's the latter...
If they've covered it up, that means Yokaido-ji is unaware of the mountain tomb here.
Especially the houses there are all sealed, which is enough to pique one's curiosity.
"Are there any other entrances to the mountain tomb?"
I asked Old Gong again.
"As long as the skills are deep, anywhere can be an entrance, anywhere can be drilled."
My pupil contracted again.
Originally, I just asked casually, with little hope.
Old Gong's words, however, took a different path...
"However... I think, since the old man and the old lady have walked through here, it's probably safer." Old Gong jumped onto my shoulder, licking his lips.
After thinking flexibly, Old Gong becomes smarter.
His way of addressing people is also very appropriate.
Jueying lightly nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked me what I thought.
I explained my previous conjectures to Jueying.
Jueying's eyes contracted slightly, muttering, "So there are two possibilities... One is that the people of Yokaido-ji know about digging up graves, and they tacitly agree, even participating."
"The second possibility is that your parents did this secretly, yes, I saw those houses earlier, they seemed to be guest rooms here. Covering it up might also be a method."
"With the first, we might be able to find out something."
"If it's the latter, we might have to hide from Yokaido-ji."
"Yang Guijin has entered the temple." I spoke in a low voice.
"Your meaning is that there should be 'ghosts' inside the temple?" Jueying's tone sounded more cautious.
"Let's go back and see what the situation is," I ended the conversation.
Yang Guijin has something wrong with him.
This problem, the old Chu may not know, but since I have seen it, I must get something from Yang Guijin.
We cannot act rashly for now.
As a result, when we returned to the guesthouse and knocked on Old Chu's door, there was no response for a long time.
I used my old method to open the door and saw that Lao Chuan was lying on the ground, unconscious with his back turned.
Old Gong snarled and shouted, "This is stubborn."
I crouched down to turn Lao Chuan over, being careful not to let his head touch the ground.
The wound there wasn't too large, but it was very swollen...
I pinched Lao Chuan's human middle point, and he jolted awake, opening his eyes with difficulty. His otherwise clear eyes were filled with blood vessels.
He grunted in pain, holding his head with one hand and quickly scanned the room with the other.
"Big Brother?!" Lao Chuan exclaimed.
"Big Brother, you really struck hard," Old Gong whistled at Lao Chuan.
Lao Chuan: "..."
I frowned, it seemed that Lao Chuan knew who had knocked him out.
"Did he regain consciousness once he got here?" I asked Lao Chuan.
Up to this point, I still didn't suspect that Yang Guijin had ever been crazy.
"It's impossible... " Lao Chuan said in a hoarse voice: "Unless the mouth bodies are not in the tomb, but were moved out by someone and are still around. That's why the souls left. But even if they left, Brother being awake, he couldn't have hit me so hard... "
"Phph. His head is almost split open, but he still has something to say," Old Gong said leisurely.
"Shut up!" Lao Chuan was angry, and he shook as he stood up, wanting to grab Old Gong's head.
Old Gong suddenly opened his mouth, his mouth was incredibly big, and it made Lao Chuan's hand recoil immediately...
He glared at Old Gong, his expression changing constantly.
I gave Old Gong a look that said it was almost done.
Looking at Lao Chuan, I then spoke in a low voice about the earlier events.
Lao Chuan's brow was in a knot, and after a long time, he mumbled in a low voice, "It's also possible that this place has triggered something in Brother... He woke up briefly? That Yokaido-ji is definitely problematic!"
Until this moment, Lao Chuan still didn't think that there was anything wrong with Yang Guijin.
However, on second thought, there really was a possibility...
If that's really the case, then it means that Yang Guijin should have encountered something at Yokaido-ji and experienced something very profound, which caused him to hide himself in a loophole.
"If he doesn't come back tonight, we'll have to go in and look for him tomorrow," I tried to calm my tone.
Lao Chuan's face wasn't looking good, and he stared at the door with a mix of worry in his eyes.
I glanced at Jueying and nodded.
"You rest well," I instructed Lao Chuan before turning to leave.
At that moment, Old Gong suddenly burst out laughing.
He was laughing at Lao Chuan.
"Enough of that! Every time something happens, you laugh at others' misfortunes like some sinister person! Stop that crazy-looking laugh!"
This time, Lao Chuan was clearly broken by Old Gong's laughter.
My expression changed slightly.
Old Gong's earlier sharp tongue was part of his personality, but this laugh was not...
In general, Old Gong doesn't laugh easily.
His laughter at this moment was ominous for Lao Chuan's life and death!
"Don't run around, you little boy. I'm warning you in my old man's name."
"Do you want to go to that temple right now?" Old Gong licked his lips again.
Lao Chuan's face turned pale suddenly, looking at Old Gong with suspicion.
