Late at night, inside the pagoda.

The wick in the oil lamp has been replaced.

The light seemed to be brighter than before, and even the illuminated area of ​​the Buddha statue was enlarged, but the shadow on the back was also getting darker.

The old monk was still sitting in front of the Buddha statue, not even changing his movements much, carving the Buddha statue meticulously.

It's just that there is an extra wooden box next to it, which seems to be specially used to hold the finished product.

In the open space not far from the Buddha statue, there was a simple bonfire. Several people who had changed into clean clothes sat on the ground around the bonfire.

The topic still revolves around Yan Jing's discovery.

Although he was unable to pinpoint the location of the nest and take the other three people for a walk, Yan Jing still tried his best to describe his findings to the others to give them a rough impression of Hebo's nest.

After all, it was a team mission, and the previous joint operation by several people outside the restaurant was considered smooth. Yan Jing did not object to sharing intelligence.

Not to mention there is an expert in the team who specializes in this field.

"Something similar to a Buddha statue... made of gold and silver utensils, human sacrifice skeletons, and various sundries. Wait a moment."

As an expert in folklore and semiotics, Yan Jing's discovery undoubtedly made Yu Zhen quite excited. He immediately took out a pen and paper and drew a sketch according to Yan Jing's description, showing the shape of the Buddha statue at the bottom of the river. He turned to the former and asked,

"is that so?"

"Yes, it's almost exactly what you drew."

Yan Jing glanced at the sketch and was surprised that Yu Zhen was able to restore 70% or 80% of his drawing ability just by describing it. He shrugged and said.

"This is strange."

Turning the picture over to face the other three, Yu Zhen frowned and continued,

"Although I don't know whether the Buddhist culture of this era is similar to the modern world, one thing is certain. If it were a normal Buddha statue, it would never be in such a weird posture."

While speaking, Yu Zhen also specially imitated the posture of the Buddha statue in the painting.

Even though it was not standard, several others still noticed that this posture naturally had a sense of oppression, and as Yu Zhen stretched out his neck and turned his head left and right, his image became more and more weird, and he actually looked like a beast looking for food...

..

This is obviously contrary to the cultural concepts of Buddhism, which means that nine out of ten river bottoms are not Buddha statues, or they are "Buddha statues" created by Hebo according to his own needs.

"Why would an evil spirit make his lair look like this?"

Yu Ke, who was leaning on the pillar, looked at Zhao Qianwu next to him. The latter was holding a gray-white crystal in his hand and was sweeping it from the handle of the gun to the muzzle at the other end, as if he was checking something.

It’s not like He Bo, who has been suppressed by the pagoda for many years, has some kind of Stockholm syndrome and has to be in the "embrace" of the Buddha statue to fall asleep?

That would be too perverted.

There were few clues, and it was obviously impossible to reach a conclusion on this issue at present, so several people fell silent in unison.

On the contrary, Zhao Qianwu completed the test at this time. Seeing that there was no reaction from the crystal in his hand, he said,

"Confirm that the sniper rifle is not an extraordinary item, otherwise the detection crystal will have a reaction. It seems that Director Luo is right. Someone, and probably more than one person, has been to Jingjiang Town before us, and they have been here for a long time.

Probably decades ago."

"Obviously, the gunman failed, and his things were collected by He Bo as trophies, just like the gold and silver treasures offered by the townspeople.

Yu Ke took over the conversation and continued,

"That's the problem. The pagoda was in turmoil twelve years ago, and this kind of firearm is obviously older than that. I suspect that when they came to Jingjiang Town, they were probably involved in the sealing of evil spirits. "

"Decades ago... As far as I know, the torch appeared in recent months. Is there a parallel world like ours?"

Since participating in the Torch's otherworldly event, Yu Zhen has seen a lot of weird things. However, it is indeed the first time that she has encountered firearms from decades ago in anotherworldly event.

Zhao Qianwu glanced at Yu Zhen. He wanted to say something, but he seemed to have concerns in his heart. In the end, he did not answer. Yu Ke's eyes flashed on the other side, and finally he turned to the package in Yan Jing's hand.

"This is something I found in He Bo's lair. Please help me take a look. You may be able to find some valuable items or other clues."

Since Yan Jing didn't have a clear goal, the guidance given by the Lucky Compass was relatively vague. He didn't have time to rummage at the bottom of the river, so he simply moved back all the items that the pointer was pointing at, and then said,

"As for the sniper rifle matter, since we can't come up with any results from our discussion, we might as well ask the monk over there about what happened decades ago. Maybe he will know something."

After saying that, Yan Jing took the sniper rifle from Zhao Qianwu and turned to the monk on the other side.

When I got closer, I saw him putting a Buddha statue into the box beside him.

Half-crouching next to the monk, Yan Jing suddenly smelled a rotten smell. He pursed his lips and simply leaned back and sat directly on the ground.

"He Bo is dead, but I discovered some unexpected situations during the process, and I would like to ask the master to clarify my doubts."

"Donor, please tell me."

"Have you seen this item? I found it in Hebo's lair. It should be a weapon used by someone decades ago."

Putting the sniper rifle in front of the monk, Yan Jing asked directly.

"I have never seen... such a weird weapon. If I had seen it, I would never forget it."

"In your impression, have there been people similar to us in Jingjiang Town? Not just in recent years, but perhaps decades ago when you were sealing away evil spirits. Were there any passing knights who helped?"

"The poor monk became a monk and entered the pagoda ten years ago. At that time, the evil spirits had been suppressed inside the pagoda. As for what happened before that, the masters kept it secret and never mentioned it."

When it comes to evil spirits, talking too much will only affect your spiritual will, so it is normal to choose to keep it secret.

However, the monk's incomprehensible questions still made Yan Jing quite disappointed. He was about to get up and leave when suddenly he seemed to think of something and knelt down to ask again.

"One more thing. After He Bo died, a large amount of energy suddenly surged out of his body and could be transformed into various objects of desire... that is, gold, silver, treasures, beauties, servants and the like. After that, this part of the energy suddenly disappeared, what does this situation mean?"

Yan Jing's intuition told him that this phenomenon was no coincidence. It was just that he had not done any research on evil spirits, and he did not know where the energy ended up, so he tried to ask.

"The image described by the Lord is all desire, and it can also be called greedy. Perhaps this is the source of the power of He Bo. As for the sudden disappearance of these energy after his death, I am just a mortal, and I really cannot make the owner. answer."

The chisel and mallet in their hands were a little pale. The old monk looked at the Buddha carving just carved in front of the face and threw it into the waste pile aside.

Can't get answers or clues from the monk's population, Yan Jing took back the sniper rifle and got up and returned.

When I walked near the bonfire, I accidentally learned that Zhao Qianwu had a new discovery.

I saw that the things he brought from the bottom of the river had been investigated by the three, and Yu Ke's hand was holding a wooden box with a slap -sized wooden box, turning back and forth, as if looking for a switch above.

Different from the common wooden boxes, the surface of Yu Ke's hand not only engraved a lot of inscriptions, but also the traces of the spell.

Yan Jing just wanted to ask, but saw Yu Ke's hands gently on the four sides of the wooden box. Press the groove one after another in the light car, and then the surface layer of the whole wooden box is like division. The rules of crushing and reorganization.

Such a scene made the three of them, including Yan Jing, invariably set their sights on Yu Ke.

Yan Jing may not be familiar with the institutional box, but he still recognizes the text style used in the runes above. At a glance, it can be seen that this stuff is from the same group of people. Old objects.

"I have learned the solution of such agencies before. I just tried it just now. I did not expect that luck was good, and I succeeded once."

Xu was aware of the strange eyes from the surroundings. Yu Ke immediately explained it.

Unfortunately, this reason is a bit far -fetched, let alone Yan Jing, the other two people's faces also say ‘really? I do n’t believe it!’.

But no matter how I don't believe it, no one is in interest.

Everyone present has secrets, and this time it is just a temporary cooperation. Some things must be grasped.

Clicked

With a crisp sound, the wooden box should be opened.

Several people can't help but be nervous. After all, they can be preserved with spells and such precision institutions. It is by no means ordinary objects.

However, Yu Ke, who saw the items in the wooden box, was stunned in place, and immediately raised his hand to take out the things in the wooden box.

Actually another Buddha statue ...

No, it should be a wooden Buddha head of half a slap size.

It seems that the workmanship is more exquisite than the monks. There is no strange place.

"A wooden Buddha head, why is it preserved in this strict way?"

Zhao Qianwu asked the confusion of several people in their hearts,

"Could it be that what secrets are hidden here?"

It is nothing more than a new round of tests. Several people each used to try to discover the hidden secrets hidden in this Buddha's head. Yan Jing also specially asked the monks again.

The result was nothing ...

Whether it is a variety of extraordinary methods used by the four or the observation of the monks, it has not been able to reveal the puzzle.

Time has also passed through the attempts again and again.

"Can't continue like this, we will start looking for the other two evils tomorrow. We need a sufficient rest."

In the end, Zhao Qianwu interrupted the useless work of everyone,

"I just experienced a war tonight, everyone's spirit is very tired, obviously not suitable for continuing to study again."

This is a fact. Even Yan Jing can't help but feel dizzy now. The previous battle with evil spirits has caused aggravation of mental erosion, and the sequelae are gradually showing up. Now it is undoubtedly the right decision to seize the time to rest and restore his mental state.

Of course, it was time to rest, and under the premise that He Jianbing never showed up, the four of them discussed and decided on the time period for their respective vigils.

The Buddha's head was eventually handed over to Yan Jing for safekeeping.

This was originally his trophy.
Chapter completed!