Chapter 1597 Second Visit to the Merit Hall

"But isn't this too unbelievable?" The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng in confusion. He did not deny Jiang Cheng's idea, but this matter was full of weirdness, and he still hoped to see more direct evidence.

But the next second, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes wide. Jiang Cheng raised his left hand. His left hand was obviously in the wrong position because the bones inside were broken.

"It was like this as soon as I woke up. It was the same injury as last night."

Staring at Jiang Cheng's broken left hand, Fatty felt a chill from head to toe at this moment. Jiang Cheng fell because he was distracted when he was running away last night, and it was his left hand that was broken. He remembered it very clearly, and the strange thing was that... Yiliang Jiangcheng's broken left hand was restored to its original state.

That’s really it…

Day and night are two separate worlds.

Putting down his hands, Jiang Cheng asked the fat man to pull some pieces of cloth for him and make strips to simply fix the broken bones. "Tonight we will go to Merit Hall to find Monk Huicong. I think he is the one who connects day and night." The key to the world.”

In the afternoon, Monk Huicong was kidnapped by monk Huide. According to them, they had to practice meritorious deeds tonight.

Jiang Cheng's words are not difficult to understand. Fatty will understand after thinking about it. The precepts temple in the day world and the night world are completely two extremes. During the day, the temple is solemn with morning bells and evening drums, but at night, the precepts are completely destroyed and ugly, but the only one who agrees is the monk Huicong. , and his devout heart that unswervingly refuses to practice "merits".

"You're right, Monk Hui Cong is the key. I'm wondering if we should try to rescue Monk Hui Cong."

The fat man felt uncomfortable thinking about the miserable appearance of Monk Huicong last night. There might be only such a devout monk in the whole temple.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, "Your idea is right, but it's not easy to do this. Just take it one step at a time."

Fatty also knew how difficult this matter was. Those flower monks were very strict with Hui Cong, and there were at least dozens of monks inside. Those monks were all very powerful. In a real fight, he and the doctor were no match.

Jiang Cheng said while packing his things: "Remember, the main purpose tonight is not to save people, but to find a way to connect with another group of people. I think they will definitely go tonight." After a pause, Jiang Cheng removed the bandage on his wrist. He tightened his grip with his teeth, "If they are willing to help, and Guan Erye disrupts the situation, we may not have a chance to take advantage of the chaos."

After getting ready, the two set out under the cover of night. It was still the same outside, with no moon, but the cold bluestone inside the temple was covered with a layer of cold light.

But this time, they did not take the same route to Merit Hall last night, but changed direction and went to the west wing.

Jiang Cheng wanted to see what that team was doing, or at least know their movements. After all, it didn't matter whether they cooperated or not, but there were two lurking crimsons among those people who were watching eagerly.

Judging from the news obtained from Tang Qisheng, those crimsons couldn't wait to attack them.

After passing through a courtyard door, they arrived not far from the west wing. There was no candlelight inside, and it was pitch black. The night was very quiet, and people who were quiet felt panicked.

"You wait for me here, I'll call the door."

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he saw the fat man swallowing his foam and saying in a suppressed voice: "Why call the door? Something doesn't look right about this place. Let's go over there and poke a hole in the window paper to take a look."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, without explaining anything more, and without hiding his footsteps, he walked openly towards the door.

If there are still people in this temple who are trustworthy, then it must be the other people in this team except Deep Infrared. Since we are here to discuss cooperation, we must show sincerity. Being sneaky will only do bad things. Besides, these people are also It's not simple. There are Lian Jiazi in it. Once a conflict arises, it can't be explained clearly.

"Old man, are you asleep?" Jiang Cheng stopped outside the door and spoke to the closed door.

The fat man's heart was in his throat. He kept looking back at the path he had taken, planning to run away with the doctor if something happened.

But after waiting for half a minute, there was still no sound inside. Jiang Chengzhong asked again, but the result was still the same.

Sensing that something was wrong, Jiang Cheng stepped back and picked up a dead branch from the ground, and then used the branch to push the door. With just one click, the seemingly closed door opened with a "squeak" sound.

No lock?

In the cold light outside, Jiang Cheng saw that there was no one in the room. The quilts on the two beds were messy, and there were bedrolls on the floor.

After seeing Jiang Cheng waving his hand, the fat man followed him carefully. There was no candlelight in the room, and the room was filled with a stale atmosphere. There was still unfinished food on the old Eight Immortals table. Jiang Cheng walked to the bed and put his hand under the quilt. , frowned after a moment, "It's already cold, and it won't be long before people leave."

"Could they have also gone to Merit Hall?" Fatty recalled the scene of corruption last night and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

The road to Gongde Hall was a bit far. At night, the Temple of Precepts was like a pool of stagnant water. From time to time, a dark wind blew. The wind was not cold, but it brought an indescribable and chilling smell. The fat man couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly.

Gradually, the stagnant water was broken, and when they were still a long way away from the merit hall, they heard a familiar voice.

Fatty Jiangcheng quickened his pace, and they came to the courtyard where the Gongde Hall was located and lurked down. At this moment, they could vaguely see the light coming from the Gongde Hall. It was obvious that the monks were drinking wine from large bowls and eating large pieces of meat, and they were very happy.

However, the gate of the courtyard where the Merit Hall was located was open at this time, and there was no one on duty nearby. The fat man swallowed his saliva and whispered: "This is not right. These monks are not hiding behind the door waiting for us?"

Jiang Cheng observed for a while, and although he did not find any problems, he still chose to change the road, "Let's go, let's find a place to jump in."

Those monks who appeared and disappeared mysteriously gave him a very bad impression, especially today during the day, they still alerted the snakes, and the monks in this temple may not be unprepared.

After finding a hidden place, the two jumped in one after the other, but just after landing, before they had figured out the situation nearby, the fat man's ears moved, and he suddenly heard the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

"Don't move!"

The next second, several figures flashed out from behind the nearby trees, one of whom was the middle-aged man he had seen before. The middle-aged man held the knife in one hand, with a vigilant look on his face.

"Haha, we meet again, Jiang Xiaoyou."

The kind-looking old man also walked out from behind the tree. He looked Jiang Cheng Fatty up and down, nodded thoughtfully, and said in a faint tone: "It seems that Jiang Xiaoyou was frightened by the same nightmare as us last night."