"Hmm?" I shook my head, indicating confusion.
"Xinbo values you highly. If you return, he will certainly pour all his resources into nurturing you. Both you and your father can become like Xinbo. The lotus will bloom because of you, the noble concubine will prostrate herself because of you. Why do you insist on being entangled in the disturbances of the outside world?" Old Gong's voice was deep and he said softly, "They have already told you what they want to do."
"My face suddenly changed."
Indeed, I remembered, the initial quarrel with the first batch of black demonic disciples, one of them did not just say this?
The one involved is blind to the situation. There are too many confusing things going on. As for this matter, I don't have a strong impression of it.
Perhaps when I told my father about it later, he would already know everything?
That's why he told me and reassured me?
That's when he began to communicate with Agon Lama and started to make plans!
And we are all still in the dark!?
"Bloodline reincarnation, Xinbo has something, not sure whether the Lord has already arrived at Heicheng Temple, or is about to do so. Xinbo is still unwilling to accept defeat and wants to win both ways. This old man has taken all the good things.” Old Gong spat and then added: "He kept the Lord in captivity for so long. It's obvious that he wants to bring up the matter of Gaotian Daoist Master, and even know that Gaotian Daoist Master's soul fragment is on the Lord's body. The old man is quite clever indeed. He knows how to research peers, but he doesn't know whether Gaotian Daoist Master understands this. Does Xinbo stand on the same level as him? Even if it's possible, it may be stronger than him."
Old Gong's words further clarified some of my doubts and filled in some gaps of information.
If he didn't explain it like that, I would still think that it's because Xinbo's doom hasn't arrived yet, so he hasn't used my father to be kept captive.
It seems that both the issue of life span limit and the study of peer-level figures are involved.
"Be careful, the same bloodline is easy for them to manipulate you. I see, the noble concubine is a woman after all, no wonder Agon Lama said they were demons. Hmph." Old Gong's eyes became profound once more.
The night outside has become even darker, it's the darkness before dawn.
Old Gong became quiet, he didn't tell me how to prepare against this matter.
Perhaps another way to say it, this is difficult to defend against. The mysterious bloodline connection and strange dreams transmitted make it hard to prevent.
"Indeed, I need to find Chanren as soon as possible. That old Buddhist is also one who has been reborn many times. Seeing that things are going well, he was the one who stopped reincarnating and wandered around everywhere, something bound to happen. " Old Gong spoke again, changing the topic and further proving my idea that this can only be defended by myself.
"Where's the ghost girl?" I asked Old Gong.
"What about the female ghost?" I asked Old Gong. I can find her out without much difficulty, but Agon Lama doesn't allow me to use the Thunder Law and to attract the attention of Heicheng Temple. Ordinary Daoism should be enough, but there is also the Ro family moving around here, any slight disturbance might be discovered by them.
"Lord... Are you trying to meddle in other people's affairs? She only took a bite of your vital energy. You don't need to catch her; first, have you forgotten what Agon Lama said? For any bitter or difficult matter, no matter how much suffering or hardship, you should ignore it."
"From my perspective, that little lady isn't in much trouble. She's just a ghost. If my urinal is gone, I would be willing to take her in and she could also help me relieve some boredom." Old Gong smiled and chuckled.
But my inner feelings are quite uncomfortable. Not collecting a ghost when seeing one is indeed a challenge that will affect the instinct and heart of a Daoist.
Old Gong then told me to go back to sleep for a while, as I still needed to go and find out about any unfortunate events that have happened tomorrow, as I was going to see the spectacle.
Upon hearing this, I felt somewhat uneasy, but as for Old Gong, he is like that, with his mouth open and carefree appearance.
I was not able to fall asleep again. I felt like there was someone lying beside me. Half-dreaming and half-awake, I opened my eyes to see that it wasn't the ghost from before. It was Old Gong's head staring at me instead, and he heedless smiled.
"Want a ghost? Lord, the young miss of the Qi family will arrive at your call."
The mood of annoyance was somewhat dispersed when Old Gong made a joke about it.
I slept a clear night through, and no unusual things happened.
After waking up, sunlight filled the room. I had a quick wash and then opened the door to leave.
However, there were two people standing outside the door. One was a security guard, the other was a receptionist in a suit, both looked slightly anxious and respectful, and they bowed their hands together and said "Zaxi Dele."
I bowed my hands together as well, following their tone and replied.
Then, the receptionist spoke a long string of words to me, and besides the first greeting, I didn't understand a word of it.
I definitely can't ask him, "Do you have something to do?"
Dressed in monk's clothing, it was Agon Lama who gave me a way to avoid unnecessary trouble, but a monk who can't keep secrets will surely attract attention.
Therefore, I simply didn't wait for her to finish speaking and walked towards the elevator.
"This monk is really strange." The mutter of the security guard came from behind.
"He may not have encountered... or he doesn't want to help find it?" The front desk was slightly trembling.
Just then, the elevator door opened again, and inside was someone I had seen the day before, none other than Luo Kang.
He bowed to me, and I returned the bow. My head was pressed low, making sure he couldn't see my face.
Then he exited the elevator, and I entered. However, I didn't immediately turn my head back. It was only when I heard his footsteps fade away that I turned my head. The elevator had already closed and started to go down.
The appearance of the Luo family here seems far from a coincidence. It looks like the haunted hotel has deliberately brought in the Luo family to resolve the situation. They must have seen me, this "monk," and therefore asked a few questions?
The Luo family wants to find body parts, and the bones of corpse ghosts are excellent materials.
After leaving the elevator and the hotel, I walked away towards the distance.
Indeed, Old Gong was right when he told me not to meddle in other people's affairs; otherwise, I would have encountered the Luo family.
Just, this monk's robe reduced me a certain amount of trouble, but also brought inconvenience to communication.
Either I have to go out and actively seek information, or find someone to act as a guide.
Both would attract attention.
I noticed that there were some lamas scattered on the street, heading in a certain direction, their steps were hurried.
Five Dhara Monastery?
Yesterday, Agon Lama had ordered the closure of the monastery, which is why today a large number of lamas have received the message and are returning.
I became the only one against the current, standing out.
Therefore, I randomly entered a roadside breakfast shop, ordered some food, and deliberately learned the local dialect to make my Mandarin sound "different".
The people here seem completely accustomed to living with lamas and showed no surprise at me. I had overestimated the impact of not speaking Tibetan.
"Master, I saw you come out of the Gaer Hotel. Is there still a ghost inside? Is everything okay now?" The shop owner asked curiously.
"I don't know." Shaking my head, I replied.
"Oh? They didn't ask you to recite scriptures for an exorcism? That's really new." The boss shrugged and said, "Several tourists were scared out of their wits and ran out. If we don't sort things out, the shop will be finished."
"You don't know, this thing is really troublesome. It's fierce and evil." The shopkeeper, who was clearly a chatterbox, said a lot without me asking anything.
