Chapter 337 Is There Anyone in the Ancient Well?

In the dilapidated hall, Chen Jingdong's face was illuminated by the firelight.

"Going to find the secret passage with you? Just the two of us?" I stared at him and said.

"What? Brother, can't you trust me?" The corners of Chen Jingdong's eyes trembled slightly.

After Chen Laosi finished filling the water, he also looked at me, holding the stainless steel kettle tightly in his hand.

"That's not what I mean. I mean, it's just the two of us. Isn't it a little less?" I smiled.

"The fourth child will come to help later."

"How about calling that old man to join us? After all, it will be a good thing for everyone if we can go out." I tilted my head towards the pig butcher.

"Him?" Chen Jingdong paused, "If he is willing to participate, I have no objection."

"Then I'll ask."

I walked over to the butcher.

"Brother, you must not be asleep, right? Did you hear what we just said? Do you want to go with us?"

The pig butcher opened his eyes, his voice was low and his attitude was indifferent: "I don't do useless work."

"What?"

I froze for a moment.

Useless effort?

Is he so sure that there is no secret passage in Rakshasa Temple?

"It's still early, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." He said angrily and continued to sleep.

It's still early and that's another message.

What is the butcher waiting for?

He often goes to the mountains to hunt. Maybe this is not the first time he has entered the Rakshasa Temple. He definitely knows more than us.

But whether his words are true or false remains to be verified.

After thinking for a moment, I turned around and shrugged at Chen Jingdong.

"He wasn't happy about it."

"I knew this was the case." Chen Jingdong smiled relaxedly, "Let's go, let's look around first."

He gestured to Chen Laosi, who carried the kettle to the backyard.

"Brother, there is still hot water in the pot. I put some ginger in it. Do you want to drink some together to ward off the cold?" Chen Jingdong poured the remaining water into the bowl.

"It's raining so heavily. If you don't drink some ginger water, your body won't be able to withstand it. Don't get a fever and get sick like that girl."

As he spoke, he took a few sips himself.

He kept inviting me to drink water and eat.

If I still refuse, he will definitely not reveal his true colors.

Moreover, there are three of them in total. It will not be good for me if I make him anxious.

An ancient temple deep in the mountains, and an ancient temple that does not exist in reality.

Murder and burial will never be discovered.

"Thanks."

I walked over and sat down, taking the bowl from his hand.

The freshly brewed ginger water is steaming and exudes a warm flavor.

Chen Jingdong stared at me.

I blew on the foam on it and brought the bowl to my mouth.

"It's a bit hot, let's cool it down a bit." I pretended to take a sip, stuck out my tongue and put the bowl down.

"Don't be in a hurry, drink slowly." Chen Jingdong showed an imperceptible smile.

After sitting by the fire for a few minutes, the bowl in my hand slowly became cold, and I chatted with Chen Jingdong.

"It's almost time to rest, can we start taking action?" Chen Jingdong urged.

"That's it." I picked up the bowl and brought it to my mouth.

Click——

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across.

"Hey, who is that outside?" I suddenly widened my eyes and stared at the front yard.

"Who?" Chen Jingdong turned his head and looked curiously.

I took this opportunity to pour the ginger water behind me and cover it with cattail grass.

"It's nothing. What did you see?"

When Chen Jingdong turned around, I was raising my head to drink water, then wiped my mouth and put the empty bowl on the ground.

"I saw a guy standing outside."

"Really?" Chen Jingdong was dubious.

"Haven't you seen it before? I've seen it several times tonight. I don't know if there is really a ghost in this ruined temple, or if someone is pretending to be a ghost."

I said mysteriously.

"Who is pretending?" Chen Jingdong thought thoughtfully.

"Do you think it could be those two monks?" I lowered my voice, "Two big living people disappeared inexplicably. This is very suspicious."

"Besides, this temple originally belongs to them, but they act like it's their first time here. Have you never thought about why?"

"That's it." I don't know what Chen Jingdong thought of, but he nodded in agreement and showed uncontrollable joy.

"The more they behave like this, the more it proves that my guess is right. There is indeed a secret passage in this Rakshasa Temple."

"Brother, now that we've rested enough, let's get to work."

Chen Jingdong opened his hiking bag, took out two multi-functional shovels and gave one to me.

What he wanted to say just now was obviously not that there was a secret passage in Rakshasa Temple, but something else. Obviously, this thing was their purpose of entering here.

Follow them first to see what valuable things are worth taking such a big risk to enter this eerie ancient temple.

"We searched the front yard and found nothing. Let's go to the backyard."

"Walk."

One after another, we walked towards the small door.

Before leaving, I glanced at the butcher.

His eyes opened at some point and he looked at me with deep meaning.

My heart skipped a beat.

He must have discovered the scene when I poured out the ginger water, but he didn't expose me.

This man is in deep water.

After passing through the small door, I followed Chen Jingdong and ran to the main hall in the backyard.

Passing by the well in the middle of the yard, for some reason, Chen Jingdong suddenly stopped again, stood in the heavy rain, and looked down at the mouth of the well.

"Isn't it because you're obsessed again?"

I walked over carefully and shouted to him from a distance of more than one meter: "Old Chen, Old Chen!"

"Brother, come and take a look, there seems to be something in this well." Chen Jingdong pointed to the well and said.

"Look at the well?"

I felt a chill in my heart.

The two of them don’t look at the well!

There was no one around, and the wind and rain covered up all sounds. Even if someone fell into the well, they would not be discovered.

"What did you see?" I walked to the opposite side of Chen Jingdong and took a quick look into the well.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Holding the multifunctional shovel tightly with both hands, I carefully guarded Chen Jingdong.

"There seems to be someone inside. If you don't believe it, take another look." Chen Jingdong's voice sounded chilly.

"Human? I didn't see it."

I shook my head resolutely. I had made all preparations. If he dared to take action first, don't blame me for being cruel.

"It's gone again. Is it really a ghost?" Chen Jingdong shuddered and suddenly ran quickly to the main hall.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

I don't know what he was doing when he was so surprised.

"That well is very weird." Chen Jingdong stood under the eaves, took a few deep breaths fearfully, wiped off the water stains on his face, and faced the door.

After looking inside, he asked me to provide him with light, and he used the multi-functional handle to smash open the copper lock with a few clicks.

Squeaky--

The old door was pushed open, and a smell of incense hit our face.

Someone offering incense?

I frowned and shined my flashlight into it. As soon as I took a look, the hairs all over my body stood up.

Sitting on the dark and old Buddhist altar is a headless man!