Become a legend in Hong Kong

"Taoist Priest Lin, this is the room where Taoist Priest Wang rests. Take your time, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

After the dean finished speaking indifferently, she ordered the little nuns to go out to work with her, leaving a slightly smarter one in charge of surveillance.

That's right, surveillance.

"Xiaohuan, you stay and watch the three Taoist priests. They are rough-handed and rough-footed. Don't break things and refuse to admit it."

Obviously, after being teased by Qiu Sheng, the dean's attitude took a turn for the worse, and he was far less friendly than he was at the beginning.

"Master, I am so wronged. Brother Jie bullied me again."

As a smart person among idiots, Qiu Sheng understood that he had been tricked. Those few words in English were not good words, otherwise the dean would not be so angry.

"You deserve it. You just learned something and you show off everywhere. You only know the words but not the meaning. You are worse than half a bucket of water." Uncle Jiu scolded Qiu Sheng angrily, and silently added in his heart that it was dangerous.

He checked the lounge and saw nothing suspicious, and gave Liao Wenjie a hidden look.

Once again, Shuangjia is sacrificing color!

Liao Wenjie understood the idea and said to the nun Xiaohuan: "The church has been dilapidated for so many years, and you are the only one who has to repair it until the end of the year. Have you never thought of asking for help?"

"No, this is a monastery, not a church."

Xiaohuan waved his hand and continued: "The dean said that repairing it yourself can only be sincere. Paying someone to find someone will only increase our sins. It is an act of giving in to the devil in our hearts. We must not do that."

I have no money!

"I see, thank you for your hard work."

Liao Wenjie looked distressed, grabbed Xiaohuan's hand, and said pityingly: "Look at you, you have been doing some rough and tiring work all day long, and your hands have been scratched. It's really distressing."

"Ah! You, how could you be like this...it's wrong."

Xiaohuan blushed instantly, hurriedly took out her hand and clicked it behind her back: "I am a nun, you can't do this to me, you must respect me."

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. I didn't mean it."

"Well, I forgive you this time, but I won't do it next time..."

Xiaohuan lowered his head and felt that Liao Wenjie's gaze was full of magic, shining hotly on his face.

"Master, I seem to have seen a thief."

Seeing that Xiao Huan was so excited, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but stare blankly, and hurriedly tugged on Uncle Jiu's sleeves, killing the traitor and eradicating the evil at this moment.

"Shut up, Ajie is doing business."

Can this be called serious business?

Qiu Sheng was confused. If picking up girls could be called business, then he fought the female ghost that night to the point of losing his life. Wouldn't it mean that the skill of subduing demons lies in Qianqiu?

"Xiao Huan, the monastery has been dilapidated for many years and looks like a ruin. It must be dangerous for you to live here."

Liao Wenjie asked with concern: "Has the dean ever said that the most dilapidated areas are classified as forbidden areas, so you should not set foot there easily?"

"That's not true, because they are all quite shabby, so you can't easily set foot anywhere."

Xiaohuan thought for a while and said happily: "But the dormitory has been repaired and is very solid. It is right next to the corridor and connected to the restaurant. The dean said that a vegetable patch will be built in the future... No, a garden will be built. "

Who asked you this?

Liao Wenjie found that the little girl was not very smart and actually took the initiative to tell others where she lived. Fortunately, he was an upright man and never lusted after women. Otherwise, it would have been dark and windy tonight, and there would have been several life-threatening lawsuits.

Xiaohuan thought of something else and added: "By the way, the dean has given repeated orders to list the original priest's retreat room as a forbidden place. It is a solemn and sacred place and must not be entered."

“Where is the ashram?”

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly, and he sacrificed his appearance in vain, took the initiative to grab the little hand, and finally got out important information.

"In the bell tower, you can see it when you open the door."

Xiaohuan blurted out and was stunned after saying: "Why do you ask this? Do you want to go in?"

"You misunderstood. I was afraid of accidentally walking into the wrong forbidden area, so I asked in advance."

"That's it. It scared me. I thought you wanted to sneak in."

"..."x3

Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng directly covered their faces, and Liao Wenjie also twitched the corners of his mouth. They couldn't bear to deceive the innocent little girl.

"That's not right. The dean didn't allow you to walk around the monastery, so how could you go to the wrong place?" Xiaohuan suddenly reacted and was startled by the thought of saying something he shouldn't have said.

"You misunderstood again. The dean made a special trip to keep you here just so that someone could watch us and take us around the monastery."

"is that so?"

"Otherwise, you are so smart. If you just look at us, just leave a dumber one."

"That makes sense."

Xiao Huan nodded heavily. It seemed like this was true. After all, she was the smartest among the sisters.

"Okay, Xiaohuan, follow the dean's instructions and take us to see other places."

Liao Wenjie held Xiaohuan's shoulders, turned her around and pushed her out of the house: "Go to the bell tower first. The view from there is the best. You can have a beautiful view of the entire monastery."

…

Xiao Huan led the way, and several people walked on the corridor.

Liao Wenjie deliberately fell two steps behind and whispered to Uncle Jiu: "As expected, there is a big problem in the retreat room. It's a pity that a crooked person got there first, otherwise it would be a great benefit to us."

"benefit?"

"That's right, the priest disappeared for no reason more than ten years ago. He must have discovered some treasure. Wai Dao got wind of it from somewhere. Maybe he is a relative of the priest and came here for a second treasure hunt."

"Ajie, you have so many ideas..."

"Not only do he have many ideas, he is also very good at deceiving girls." Qiu Sheng quickly added before Uncle Jiu could finish.

If you can speak, speak more.

Qiu Sheng's mouth was filled with the sour taste of lemon, so Liao Wenjie stopped fussing with him. The four of them arrived at the bottom of the bell tower without walking far.

It is about three stories high. Due to its age and disrepair, the bell tower looks very dilapidated. The key is that it is very dangerous, as if it may collapse at any time.

Xiao Huan pushed open the wooden door and pointed to the edge of the stairs: "That's the retreat room. If you see similar doors in other places in the monastery, remember not to break in rashly. It is disrespectful to the Lord."

"I understand, Qiu Sheng, you have bad eyesight. Come closer and see clearly. Don't turn around and go to the wrong door." Liao Wenjie tilted his head and motioned for Qiu Sheng to knock on the door.

In a threesome, someone must play the red face and someone must play the white face.

His favorability level has skyrocketed, and he is only one love token away from breaking into the house. It would be too wasteful to make a fool of himself. Qiu Sheng, on the other hand, had an insanely low favorability rating. It would be a waste not to make excuses, so he could only break into the house.

"I knew it would be me..."

Qiu Sheng muttered, and when he heard Uncle Jiu cough lightly, he immediately gritted his teeth and slammed towards the door of the monastery amidst Xiao Huan's screams.

Bang!

Mumen's acting is exaggerated. He fell straight down as soon as he was touched by Qiu Sheng. He has no dignity as a door at all, as if this can reflect Qiu Sheng's innate power.

"Ahem, you knocked me to death."

Qiu Sheng lay on the door and groaned. He knew he was vulnerable, so he pushed it with his hand.

Uncle Jiu stepped forward and pulled Qiu Sheng up. After checking, he found that the door had been pried open. Needless to say, it must have been because he had a dry nose. He had been here before.

Xiaohuan's face turned pale with fright. When he saw the three of them entered the retreat room regardless of the obstruction, they ran out of the bell tower to find the dean.

Liao Wenjie stood in the stone chamber and found that in the small room, a stone coffin alone took up one-third of the space. The walls were covered with cobwebs, dust was everywhere, and messy footprints were very conspicuous.

Because of the occupational disease, the first thing Uncle Jiu did was to push open the sarcophagus. It was empty. Judging from the traces of dust, it seemed that it had been empty for many years.

"Master, there is a corpse by the wall."

Qiu Sheng squinted and saw the dark shadow in the corner clearly, and swallowed hard.

The cold and dark stone room, coupled with a corpse, subconsciously reminded him of the lingering ghost.

Uncle Jiu came forward to check and found that the deceased had been gone for many years and had long since turned into a withered skeleton. Judging from the clothes on his body, he should be a priest from the monastery.

"Weird!"

"Uncle Jiu, is something wrong?"

"I remember the village chief told me that there were two priests here who disappeared at the same time for no apparent reason. There was only one here...and he committed suicide."

Uncle Jiu pointed to the bones, holding a sharpened wooden cross in his hand and stabbing his heart to death: "Where is the other priest? The coffin is empty!"

Liao Wenjie frowned when he heard this. He seemed to have some impression of this situation, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure it out.

It's all Uncle Jiu's fault. There have been so many zombie movies with similar names, which made him become a co-star.

"How could you three break into the priest's retreat room? It's really impossible...it's impossible..."

Before the dean arrived, the voice came over first. When she held the oil lamp and saw clearly the situation in the stone room, she was stammered and speechless.

"Dean, come and see who this Taoist brother is."

"It's Father Qi. He's actually here and he died."

The dean saw clearly the ceremonial dress on the skeleton, and immediately stepped forward to salute respectfully: "There was no news about you back then, and the church thought you had left your post without permission. It turned out that you had been fighting the devil here. Don't worry, I will definitely tell the church about this. Wash away your stigma.”

Liao Wenjie used the faint light to find two photo frames hanging on the wall, and asked Uncle Jiu the question he had asked before: "Dean, there was no news about the two priests at the same time, but there was only Father Qi's body in the quiet room. Do you want to be there?" Look elsewhere in the monastery.”

"Thank you for the reminder. Father Qi failed in his fight against the devil, and Father Yan may not be able to escape the devil's calamity. It would be better to find his bones and bury him alive so that he can rest in peace."

"Dean, you said that the two Taoist brothers failed in their fight against the devil. That's not necessarily true!"

Uncle Jiu frowned and said, "If that's true, after all this time, the villagers must have been harmed by evil spirits, but now, nothing happens to everyone... It doesn't make sense."

"this……"

The dean was stunned when she heard this. When she thought about it carefully, it was indeed true. She picked up the oil lamp and looked at it: "The holy water broke, the exorcism Bible was burnt, and there was a crucifix. It must be the priest fighting against the devil."

"Is it possible that the priest, unable to hold on any longer, sealed the devil within his body and died with him?" Liao Wenjie asked with raised eyebrows.

"Maybe so."

The dean felt sad and did not want to continue on this topic. He asked Uncle Jiu and the others to move to the main hall to talk about their intrusion into the forbidden area.

It is a kindness to find Father Qi's body and clear his name. I must thank him. But this is not the reason for the three of them to be forgiven for trespassing in forbidden areas. If they don't make it clear today, hum... She can't do anything to the three of them, she can only send them away and put them on the blacklist.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just as he was thinking about it, the dean suddenly noticed that Liao Wenjie was leaning against the wall, looking for a secret compartment, and he was immediately very angry. How could he hide things randomly in such a solemn place like a quiet room.

"Dean, I will tell you the truth now..."

Uncle Jiu stopped him in time and told all the bad things about Hook Nose Gan, and finally said: "I heard that he had been living in the monastery for a few days. We were afraid that he was up to something secretly, so we came here to have a look. Moreover, before we came in, He has already come in and broken the door."

"There is such a thing."

The dean was surprised because he had an aquiline nose, a pleasant face, and a polite manner of speaking. He didn't look like a villain.

On the side, Liao Wenjie knocked and looked through the photos and found nothing. He checked the inside and outside of the sarcophagus carefully, but still found nothing.

"Ajie, if a thief doesn't get away with anything, even if there is something in it, it will be taken away in a crooked way."

"No, I'll look for it again..."

Liao Wenjie didn't believe it. Normally in this situation, the deceased senior would definitely leave some clues. The priest died in a strange way, so he should at least leave a little warning to future generations.

After thinking about it, he fixed his gaze on the priest's body: "Father, I have offended you so much. I hope your spirit in heaven will not blame me."

"what are you doing?"

"Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng, come here and lend a hand and move the priest to the side."

"Hey, you three, don't go too far."

The dean was so anxious that he couldn't stop the prostitute, so he could only watch the corpse being moved to the corner.

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and knocked on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, poked the ground with his middle index finger, and lifted up a stone brick.

"It's a good habit to keep a diary..."

Looking at the diary placed in the secret compartment, Liao Wenjie nodded secretly. He would not know how to write a diary even if he were killed.