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Taking these two talismans and inspecting them carefully, it turned out that there were also energy residues on them. And it was very obvious that the evil-suppressing talisman was more powerful than the evil-expelling talisman.

Apart from these two talismans and the record on that page in the diary, there is nothing noteworthy about this room.

Unless it is hidden too deep, it cannot be found.

Then Zhuang Cai saw a somewhat messy environment in another room in the courtyard.

Wu Nian probably took the more suitable clothes from this room.

In other words, this monk also has an amulet.

Also a noteworthy target.

The first thing to look at is also the diary.

Then Zhuang Cai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This man's diary is lengthy, full of various confessions and pleas for forgiveness from the Buddha.

He didn't say what mistakes he had made.

A large amount of used paper, pen and ink can be seen in his room.

He kept copying scriptures.

There are deep black marks even next to the desk, indicating that he often used oil lamps.

Then this person should be a hall master. Zhuang Cai took a look and found that it was indeed the hall master known as Steel Needle.

He had read in other diaries before that the hall master often copied scriptures and worked very hard himself.

Looking at his diary, I think it was not because of hard work but because of some guilt.

While doing things, I felt guilty, and I was from the same yard as the person just now.

Zhuang Cai's mind has gradually outlined a context.

Then he came to the courtyards of those monks, but most of these monks' courtyards were filled with various sticks and weapons.

Enter these houses.

As soon as he entered Zhuangcai, he couldn't help but frowned and took a step back.

The air inside was very dull and somewhat smelly.

You can clearly smell the odor of sweat and some garbage-like odor.

Holding his nose and waving the air, Zhuang Cai naturally took the brunt of the diary that everyone has.

However, the diaries of these monks are very rough. They only write once or twice a month, and sometimes they don't even want to write for a month.

Everything I write is a reflection of my mood.

For example, I was in a good mood today, but I was in a bad mood tonight.

The default?

After reading the diary, I squinted my eyes and began to collect them carefully in the house.

When he lifted up the pillow on one of the people's beds, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Good guy."

Some of the leftover animal parts are basically the bodies of those animal humans.

And it's relatively fresh, although it's a little smelly, but it's obviously only been there for a day or so.

It's almost confirmed that these pig people are eating the limbs of other animal people.

Then Zhuang Cai began to wander around these courtyards and found similar things from different corners.

With these findings, Zhuang Cai went to the pagoda he had visited in the morning, hoping to find more.

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The sun is almost touching the top of the mountain. According to real time, it is probably around five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

Nan Subei and Wu Nian were already sitting in the Kuan'er Hall, and they were talking about something.

"Have you found anything useful?" Nan Subei asked from the side.

Wu Nian shook his head: "No, the poor monk walked around and found nothing worth noting."

Hearing this, Nan Subei smiled and nodded, blinked and said, "I seem to have found something amazing."

Facing Wu Nian's curious eyes, he didn't say anything until there were footsteps at the door.

Zhuang Cai then hurriedly walked in.

"Sorry, I'm a step too late."

As soon as he sat down, Nan Subei took out a small bamboo tube from his pocket, about the size of a thumb.

The cover was then opened, revealing the rolled paper inside.

Just like the secret messages in movies and TV shows.

Picking up the small bamboo tube and looking at the paper inside, Zhuang Cai frowned and asked, "Where did you find it?"

Nan Subei said with a smile: "On the edge of the cliff at the back, I found blood stains next to a tree, and there were signs of struggle.

Then I found this thing in a grass cage nearby. "

There are very few words on the paper.

"I don't want to eat the secretary of the Buddhist Sutra Pavilion of the temple. There are evil things hidden in this temple. Please send troops to suppress it quickly."

You can easily write down what he wants to express with just one swipe.

This is a report letter.

The person who made the report was someone Zhuang Cai had never seen before, the Secretary of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"I just can't understand the words on it." Nan Subei said from the side.

You know it's something important, but it's hard to understand if you don't understand it.

Zhuang Caizhe directly put the piece of paper away, then stood up and said, "Su Bei will take us over to take a look."

Nan Subei nodded, stood up and led the two of them out.

As he walked, Zhuang Cai talked about his findings: "Basically, it can be confirmed that these pigs are eating other animals. I found body parts in some rooms, and they are all relatively easy to carry."

"Is it so disgusting?" Nan Subei frowned and said with some disgust.

Wu Nian could only clasp his hands and recite softly: "Amitabha."

"And I also found two yellow talismans from another person's room. It's obvious that the person with the yellow talismans knows about this.

Either he is seeking psychological comfort, or he is making other plans. "

Zhuang Cai also took out the two talismans he found and said.

Soon they came to a cliff.

This can't be called a cliff, just a steep slope with woods below.

"That's it."

Nan Subei pointed, and the two of them saw that there was indeed a pool of blood there, and it had long since dried up. It was obvious that although the time was not long, it was not in recent days.

"The tube I found here."

Nan Subei pointed to a grass cage on a slope of the cliff below, about two or three meters away.

Looking at the surrounding environment, someone should have been killed here.

Before that, the deceased threw something out of his hand.

Wu Nian squatted down and pointed to a place and said, "Look, there is wax oil here, and there are also traces of fire."

The two of them took a look, and sure enough. Although it is very subtle, you can still see it if you look carefully.

"That is to say, it was at night when this person was hurt, so he could take advantage of the darkness and throw the things in his hands out." Zhuang Cai thought and said.

At this time, Nan Subei was sitting on the lawn and suddenly said: "So what did we find during the day? It feels like it has nothing to do with our mission."

Although they haven't noticed the instructions of the mission yet, after all, they have seen the most basic strategy.

Nothing seemed to match what they knew now and what they were going to do that night.

"Look here, there's still blood spreading here." Wu Nian said, pointing not far away.

As expected, you can still see a completely blackened spot on the rhizome of a weed.

It was obviously dried blood.

Seeing this thing, Nan Su and Bei immediately got up, and the three of them followed the blood stain and began to slowly search for it.