She didn't believe that the old man didn't know something. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped her from taking action last night.
Upon hearing this, Monk Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and muttered, "Amitabha."
Then he said, "If I'm not mistaken, it must have died unjustly. According to Buddhist scriptures, people who died unjustly have a stronger yin energy."
"But I noticed it seemed to be looking for something. Do you know?"
Monk Jingchen smiled and said, "I don't know about that. Like you, I just saw it last night. If you're really curious, you can go look for it later with something."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a wooden box from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng stared at it suspiciously.
"Take it. Aren't you curious about that frozen ghost? Maybe you are its destined one." Seeing that she didn't take it, Monk Jing smiled and took the initiative to put the wooden box into Zhang Meng's hand.
Zhang Meng was stunned and took a look at the wooden box in his hand. He couldn't help but feel curious about it. He opened it and his eyes immediately widened.
Monk Jingchen saw her looking over and felt a little embarrassed. "Isn't it time to destroy the Four Olds? It's not easy to take these things out openly. I can only use this wooden box as a cover. I made this with great difficulty. You must protect it well."
It turned out that what he gave was a Bagua mirror, but because he didn't want it to be conspicuous, the Bagua mirror was placed in a wooden box. To outsiders, it was just an ordinary wooden box.
Zhang Meng closed it with satisfaction and joked with a smile, "Master Jingchen, I didn't expect a monk like you to use this Bagua mirror. I thought you monks all chanted Buddhist scriptures or something."
Monk Jingchen puffed out his chest and said with a bit of pride, "You are talking about ordinary monks. I am not an ordinary monk. Otherwise, I would not be able to train a disciple like Gu Mingtai."
Seeing that he was praising herself, Zhang Meng smiled and continued, "Yes, yes, when I saw you for the first time, I knew that you were not an ordinary monk. I didn't expect that you really are not." Monk Jingchen felt so refreshed when he heard these words.
After the fun, Monk Jingchen did not forget to tell him something important, "Girl, it's daytime now. This ghost is most afraid of the light, so it must be hiding. If you want to find the frozen corpse, I advise you to come in the evening. By then, the sun will have set and it will be the best time to find it."
Zhang Meng nodded. Seeing Grandma Zhang and the others coming over, she quickly stuffed the wooden box into her backpack.
Grandma Zhang, who came from another car, looked unhappy. She pulled Xiao Tao and Xiao Hu to sit down and said to Zhang Meng, "Xiao Meng, do you have any talismans to ward off evil spirits?"
Zhang Meng looked at Grandma Zhang in confusion and asked, "Grandma, what happened?"
Grandma Zhang glanced at the carriage in front of her and lowered her voice, "I just took your two brothers to the restroom, and I saw a big bag under a seat. There was blood seeping out on the ground next to the bag. I suspect it's something unclean. Children are most likely to come into contact with that kind of thing."
Zhang Meng glanced at the two younger brothers who were looking at her innocently, smiled at them, and immediately took out an exorcism talisman from her backpack, burned it, and made it into a cup of water for them to drink.
When Grandma Zhang saw Xiao Tao and the others drink the glass of water, she felt relieved and didn't talk about what happened in the other carriage anymore.
However, after Zhang Meng heard this, she kept this question in mind.
Soon it was time for lunch. While going to the restaurant in the front car to buy food, she deliberately went around to the car that Grandma Zhang mentioned to take a look.
Before entering the carriage, Zhang Meng stopped and frowned. This carriage was filled with a heavy gloomy atmosphere, and the passengers sitting here all looked unwell.
Zhang Meng stuffed her hands into her backpack before daring to walk into the car in small steps.
Just when she was halfway there, a strong and overpowering smell of blood hit her nose.
In order to avoid suspicion from those around her, she pretended that her shoelaces were loose and bent down to tie them.
As she turned the corner, the blood-soaked snakeskin bag that Grandma Zhang mentioned came into her sight.
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