Chapter 47: Judge Eight Those were clearly four different voices...
Beneath the bamboo pavilion, a golden censer was filled with mist, and Baihe sat quietly with his eyes lowered. He pinched a handful of dark red incense powder with his fingertips, mixed it with cinnabar, mica, and talisman ash to make a paste, and molded it into the shape of an incense tower.
He looked focused, and even though his hands were covered in rose-red plaster, he did not show any sense of embarrassment or mess.
Long Zhu squatted on the beam, his chin resting on his knees, staring intently at the movements of his hands.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and flicked a stone, which hit the incense burner on the table with a "ding" sound, and the ashes fell to the ground.
Bai He didn't even raise his head: "If you make trouble again, I will feed all the new incense to the fish."
Long Zhu curled his lips, rolled over and landed on the ground, bringing up a gust of wind.
She just saw that the incense in the burner had been burning for a long time, and the white ash had accumulated very high, but it never fell down, which made her feel a little annoyed.
She leaned in and sniffed: "Why is the fragrance you made different from the ones I've had before?"
"I added talisman ash." Bai He also picked up a talisman, as if demonstrating to her. With a flick of his finger, the talisman paper burned to ash, which fell into the ointment. "Demons and ghosts like to feed on spiritual energy, and you are no exception."
Bai Heye's spiritual power is pure and can be regarded as top-grade. He uses his spiritual power to make incense, and pilgrims use this incense as an offering. It really pleases the ghosts and gods in the dark. No wonder the incense in Changfeng Temple is so effective.
Long Zhu blinked, licked the ash on his finger, and said, "I feel like there's more to it than just this..."
like--
There is also a very long-lasting taste that I miss very much.
In the front hall, students from the nature summer camp are taking group photos outside the mountain gate hall.
The summer vacation is about to end, and this is also the last tourist destination for the summer camp.
Outside the archway, there was a crowd of people. Students lined up and were led into the hall for a tour by teachers holding flags.
Xiaohui was also among them. He frowned and turned around to search for something in the teams of other classes.
No.
Li Tong was not found.
Why didn't he come?
Xiaohui raised his head and looked at some strange magical instruments and talismans hanging in the middle of the mountain gate hall.
In his understanding, temples and Taoist temples are places dedicated to gods, just like what is written in TV dramas, where there are powerful demon catchers who can subdue all demons and monsters.
So, Li Tong...
"What a coincidence," someone came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you here for a visit?"
Xiaohui turned his head and saw Wang Tianfu and Fang Xu standing aside. Both of them were wearing Taoist robes and looked at him with friendly expressions.
Last time outside the clinic, Wang Tianfu asked him about the situation in the cave.
Xiao Hui seemed to be grasping at straws and complained to the two of them, "My friend, he really seems to be possessed by a ghost! He's become a different person since he came back from the cave last time!"
He wanted to list more doubts, but he didn't know how to organize his words. After a long pause, he could only emphasize again: "That's definitely not him! He is not him after he comes back from the cave!"
Wang Tianfu thought for a moment, then pulled out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it over: "Carry this with you, especially when you are alone with your friend."
Fang Xu: "How about we go to the cave and take a look?"
At the same time, a voice came from behind: "Why are you joining in the fun? Don't go!"
Fang Xu turned his head and saw his elder brother, senior brother Fang Ya, standing behind him with his hands on his hips and eyes wide open.
"The road behind the mountain has collapsed again. If you have the time, you might as well go shovel away the rubble."
Fang Xu muttered, "I still have the important business of exorcising demons and evil spirits."
Fang Ya knocked on his head and said, "Exorcise demons and exorcise evil spirits? As the eldest disciple of Changfeng Temple, I have no choice but to do it."
Fang Xu hesitated to speak, changing the subject: "Where's Nan Huai?"
"He's not here," Fang Ya asked gruffly, "Why, you don't trust your own brother?"
Fang Xu muttered, "That's different."
He couldn't help but ask again: "Brother, have you heard about the cave too?"
Fang Ya said seriously, "A pilgrim came to the temple a few days ago and mentioned it. The temple master and I both think there's something strange about the cave."
I have to go and investigate it myself before I can report back to the abbot with confidence.
Wang Tianfu coughed and said, "Then I'll take your brother there. It's getting late."
Hey, I heard that the vegetarian food in Changfengguan is good. I hope I can make it for lunch!
The mountain behind the school and Changfeng Temple are in two different directions. Wang Tianfu followed his memory and went to the cave.
Chu Xinyi was still not there, and the entrance of the cave covered by vines looked like a grinning mouth.
Fang Ya was certain that there was something inside. He didn't like beating around the bush and directly used his spiritual power to protect his body. He leaned over and shouted towards the cave entrance: "Hey! Come out——!"
The echo spread out layer by layer, and seemed to gradually twist into a slight chuckle.
Nothing happened.
Wang Tianfu coughed and said, "Brother Fang, you have to follow the rules and give your name."
Fang Ya scratched his nose awkwardly and headed back to the cave entrance: "My name is Fang Ya! Who are you? Tell me your name!"
His tone was righteous and his emotions were passionate, as if he was about to pounce on the evildoer and bring him to justice.
As he was speaking, Fang Ya suddenly caught a clear chuckle in the cave.
"Fang Ya, you're here."
The voice was warm, clear and light, exactly the voice of the abbot.
Fang Ya's whole body stiffened, and he couldn't help but move closer, wanting to hear clearly what the other person was saying.
"not good!"
Wang Tianfu rushed forward and grabbed Fang Ya's collar, but saw that his eyes were slightly unfocused and half of his body had already entered the cave. The cave wall seemed to be alive, suddenly contracting and strangling his waist and abdomen like a python!
"Senior Brother Fang! Wake up!" Wang Tianfu was extremely panicked and subconsciously prepared to use fire magic to attack into the cave.
Fortunately, Fang Ya had been called back to his senses early. With an angry look on his face, he stretched out his hand and a strange and ferocious instrument took shape, which he slapped into the cave. In an instant, there was a rumbling sound at the cave entrance, rocks fell, dust filled the sky, and completely buried the cave entrance.
Suddenly, a howling sound echoed from the cave, like crying and complaining, like the howling of a wild cat, which was creepy.
"What on earth is that!" Wang Tianfu sat on the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Fang Ya's eyes had long since regained clarity. He frowned and said, "It's either a ghost or something evil. Even I almost got tricked."
What made him most furious was that this evil spirit actually dared to use the temple master's voice to deceive him...
How audacious!
The two were still in shock, but they didn't notice that a long worm was rustling out of the bushes, and it was hiding under the cover of the vines and silk ribbons, twisting its body and drilling into the gap in the gravel.
Wang Tianfu tilted his head and noticed the slight sound, but didn't realize anything. His eyes fixed on a certain spot on the ground. He bent down and dug through the gravel, picking up a student ID card covered in mud.
In the one-inch photo on the ID card, the girl smiled gently, and it was Chu Xinyi.
Wang Tianfu was stunned. Chu Xinyi’s student ID?
But isn't she in poor health and has been recuperating at home?
Wang Tianfu murmured, "Looks like I have to go meet Teacher Chu."
What is the relationship between Chu Xinyi and the cave?
Is Chu Xinyi a human or a ghost?
What role is Teacher Chu playing?
Wang Tianfu rubbed his forehead and said, "It's really messy. It would be better if my uncle was here."
In the past two days, Wang Fengxu accepted orders to perform rituals. Not only did he go directly to his employer's house for food and accommodation, he also didn't care about his nephew who was far away in the guesthouse. He was simply ruthless and cruel.
Fang Ya frowned. "The Teacher Chu you're talking about, isn't that the Teacher Chu Youde from the town school?"
He sighed, "He's a bit of a celebrity. He's won many awards and has produced many outstanding students. Every time a pilgrim comes to Wenchang Temple to fulfill his vows, he's mentioned. The line of students wanting to take his tutoring classes stretches out of town."
Wang Tianfu's eyes lit up: "Then I can pretend to be a student who comes to his house for tutoring and go to his house to take a look?"
Fang Ya glanced at him and asked, "Who pretends to be your parent?"
He touched the crown on his head and said: "The Taoist priests in our Changfeng Temple all have long hair, so pretending to be a student's parent is not good enough."
My uncle has short hair, but he is not here now.
Wang Tianfu was stuck for a moment.
Suddenly, a lightbulb flashed in his mind, and a figure appeared in his mind: "I got it!"
…
Long Zhu tugged at her floral dress and said expressionlessly, "So, you want me to be your mother?"
She was puzzled: "Why are you still wearing this?"
Wang Tianfu tried hard to suppress his laughter and said seriously, "All parents dress like this."
In fact, it is because this ghost is full of murderous intent. If it is not slightly modified to appear harmless, it will probably be exposed at the beginning.
Wang Tianfu quickly added, "If you help me, I'll steal the incense sticks that Master Bai gave to my master and give them to you!"
Long Zhu shook her skirt and asked, "When are we leaving?"
Fang Ya, who was unaware of the situation, was still hesitant: "I'd better go. She's a girl..."
Wang Tianfu shook his head in a condescending manner: "Brother Fang, you don't have to worry about her at all."
"I'm going too!" Nan Huai, having learned the whole story, hurried over from a distance. "I've been to a proper school. You guys go alone. Don't make a fool of yourself by asking questions you don't know."
Chu Youde was a well-known figure in the town, and since he ran a cram school at home, one could easily find out his address by asking around.
Several people came to an old residential building. It was noon and the smell of cooking fumes wafted from the corridor.
A few parents with children came down the stairs, seemingly having just finished a visit.
Fang Ya was worried and insisted on waiting downstairs. Long Zhu took Wang Tianfu and Nan Huai to the room on the left side of the fourth floor and rang the doorbell.
The door opened quickly. Chu Youde was still wearing the plaid shirt, holding a textbook and chalk in his hands. His eyes swept over Wang Tianfu: "It's you. I saw you the other day."
Wang Tianfu gave a pleasing smile and tugged at the hem of Long Zhu's clothes.
Long Zhu grinned instantly: "Teacher, I want to sign up for tutoring for my child... Hehe."
Nan Huai coughed nervously.
Chu Youde was skeptical: "...Are these two children yours? Sorry, you look very young."
Long Zhu forced a smile: "No, no, I'm not that young."
Nan Huai: “…”
It seems that his focus is not on praising you.
Chu Youde was silent for a moment, and finally stepped aside: "Come in, class is in progress."
The living room was converted into a simple classroom. Seven or eight primary school students sat on small stools with their backs straight and their hands folded on the table.
Two big words were written in chalk on the small blackboard: Self-discipline.
"In this class, I want you to understand how important it is to control your desires," Chu Youde said, walking over. His voice was gentle but undeniable. "Playful, lazy, and rebellious children will ultimately become scum that society will sift out."
The children listened very carefully.
Nan Huai couldn't help but mutter, "Even the Zen sect's training of monks isn't this strict."
Long Zhu's gaze passed the living room and fell on a door at the end of the corridor.
Chu Youde noticed her gaze and smiled slightly: "That's my daughter's room. She's not in good health and likes to stay in her room and play."
As if to support his explanation, faint laughter could be heard from the room.
But the strange thing is... they were clearly four different voices.
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