I quickly pried it open, and sure enough, there was a small wooden box in the hidden compartment.
I examined the wooden box carefully and indeed discovered something!
This wooden box is made of standard Phoebe zhennan wood. It's not commonly used in Taoist temples, but the key point is the grain pattern on it.
The pattern on it is exactly the same as the one on the key!
I took out the bronze mirror from earlier, and the patterns on the bronze mirror were exactly the same as those on the box!
This means that the wooden box belongs to the master of the house, and the fact that the master's belongings are in the servant's house makes me suspicious.
"Grandpa, what is this?"
The fat man looked at the box with great curiosity; clearly, he had never seen such a thing before.
I was taken aback; I hadn't expected the fat man to be so unfamiliar with the box.
"This is your house, how come you've never seen one before? Don't you have similar boxes at home?"
I was a bit dumbfounded; logically speaking, there should be many boxes with such special carvings.
"No, our boxes aren't made of this material, and they don't have this kind of pattern on them!"
The fat man kept shaking his head.
“Look at this pattern. It’s exactly the same as the pattern on the key, the lock, and these two bronze mirrors!”
In other words, this must be something passed down in your family!
How could the master's belongings end up in a servant's room?
I compared the mirror with this box.
"The servants must have stolen it from their master!"
The older woman was very cooperative and made a deduction based on what I said.
"That's right, there's only one explanation! The servants must have taken the master's things."
However, at that time, the house was heavily guarded, making it almost impossible to get outside.
They could only find this one hidden compartment, and now they're only discovering it!
As I explained, I opened the box. As soon as I opened it, a cloud of dust rushed out, making me cough.
What came into view were seven wooden dolls, each about the size of a palm.
Upon seeing the wooden doll, his pupils contracted.
"Brother, what's wrong with this wooden doll? Did it think of something?"
The older woman noticed my state and quickly asked in a soft voice.
"I've seen this wooden doll before, in the underground tunnel at Sister Leng's house!"
I could no longer control my emotions, and the image of Fatty Sister flashed into my mind.
To be honest, if it weren't for Fatty risking her life to save me, I'd probably be dead by now.
Unexpectedly, I found the same puppet doll as Fatty in this little box.
"Ah! Sister Leng has all these things too?"
Hearing this, the woman was somewhat shocked.
The older woman never expected that these two things would be connected, and that it was related to Fatty.
"Sir, are you saying that our family's affairs are also connected to the woman who robbed my guesthouse back then?"
The fat man's emotions were very unstable, and his eyes immediately reddened.
Although it wasn't Fatty Sister who killed his entire family, she still managed to steal away the guesthouse that the man had run for many years.
From the fat man's perspective, this was a blood feud.
Looking back now, it's possible that the fat man's murder at home was closely related to the fat woman.
"That's how it is now!"
I sighed, feeling quite upset.
On one hand, Fatty saved my life; without her, I would definitely be dead.
On the other hand, if Fatty is involved in this house, then it's very likely that she also knows about the curse she cast on the old lady.
The older woman also realized this and took two steps back slightly.
"Could it be that Sister Leng cast this curse on me back then, but we ended up becoming good friends in the end?"
The woman was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Probably not! As it stands, their goal is to kill you. If it were Sister Leng, she would definitely have a chance!"
I shook my head, rejecting the old lady's guess.
Fatty is definitely a suspect and knows the whole story, but I don't believe she's the culprit.
"Whether it was left by Fatty Sister or not, we can verify it by checking!"
I took a deep breath and pulled out the letter that Fatty Sister had left for me from my pocket.
This paper is very thick; there must be something inside the interlayer.
I unfolded the paper and laid it on top of the box. Sure enough, the little wooden figures inside were as obedient as if they were strung on ropes.
As soon as I move the paper, those little wooden figures start to move.
"This piece of paper has traces of Fatty Sister's presence, and these wooden figures are also connected to Fatty Sister!"
I was worried that the older woman and the fat man might not understand, so I explained it to them specifically.
"It seems this thing belongs to Sister Leng. I never imagined that Sister Leng had such a deep connection with this house!"
So, occupying his guesthouse might not have been a spur-of-the-moment decision!
The woman's tone was filled with helplessness, but also a sense of relief.
Suddenly learning that a good friend of many years had ulterior motives for getting close to you and wasn't a good person at all, would make anyone feel bad.
"Wait a minute, sir! Is this the letter that woman wrote to you? Don't you think the handwriting looks a little familiar?"
At this moment, the fat man discovered a new continent.
Indeed, men who fall into hatred are all like Sherlock Holmes.
The fat man observed calmly.
I looked at the handwriting more closely, and sure enough, the handwriting was exactly the same as the Taoist priest's.
"Fuck you!"
I couldn't help but swear again. Just how much is this fat woman hiding from me?
The man then handed me the letter the Taoist priest had written to him. I compared them side by side, and sure enough, there was no difference whatsoever.
For a moment, I felt like I had been deceived.
If Fatty Sister and the Taoist priest are the same person, then Fatty Sister should have known when I arrived.
Could it be that this was all part of a plan from the beginning, and that Fatty Sister pushed me into it step by step?
"This was really written by one person!"
The older woman compared the two pieces of paper side by side and eventually came to the same conclusion as me.
Neither Fatty nor I wanted to accept this conclusion.
Things started to become clearer little by little.
"This was a setup from the very beginning! Sister Leng was probably trying to save you!"
I turned my attention to the fat man. Although it was hard to believe, all the evidence suggested that this was the answer.
"You mean to say that the woman who robbed my guesthouse was my savior?"
The fat man's eyes reddened again; he couldn't believe such a conclusion.
I need evidence!
The fat man shook his head, not believing any of it.
"The proof is that you're still alive!"
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