Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 436 Haunted.

At this moment, there were still several monks chanting scriptures in the lobby. The abbot led Bao Zheng and others into the lobby, and then clasped his hands together and said, "I know Master Bao is coming, and I have asked someone to prepare a wing for Master Bao. This way please."

There is a road on the side of the lobby, Bao Zheng and Hua Lang walked by them, the abbot led them into the pilgrim's house, then pointed to several rooms and said: "The guest rooms there are prepared for Mr. Bao and others. Because it is the place of the Buddhist hall, so he and the pilgrims were not driven away, and I hope Master Bao will forgive me."

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we're just staying for one night, how can we let Master Abbot drive away other pilgrims too!"

Seeing Bao Zheng like this, the abbot repeatedly got up with Amitabha.

Bao Zheng and the others had a total of ten people, and naturally there were not so many rooms for pilgrims, so Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er shared one room, Hua Lang Yin Wucuo shared one room, and Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce shared one room. During the period, Dynasty Mahan, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu lived in a room for four, and the reason why they had to share a room for four was because Gongsun Ce felt that it was not safe to stay in an unfamiliar place. Zhao Hu and the other four took turns guarding outside Bao Zheng's room. For this matter, Chao Mahan and the other four naturally agreed.

So after such an explanation, they went to the cafeteria to eat some vegetarian meals.

After eating the vegetarian meal, it was getting late, but the moonlight was good, but Hwarang found a very strange thing. At this time, the monks in the temple didn’t chant scriptures very much, but ran away in a hurry. Went to rest in his room.

He felt very strange, don't these monks chant scriptures at night, how could they go to bed so early?

Except for the lights in the rooms of a few pilgrims, all the others were off, and the whole Qixing Temple suddenly fell silent. Although Bao Zheng was very tired at this time, he didn't want to go to rest right away. Come to think of it, I don’t know when to wait!

So at this time, Bao Zheng had to take Hua Lang to the Qixing Temple to watch the moonlight, and the others had no choice but to accompany him.

The moon tonight is not very round, but it is very bright. It may be that in the ancient times on the mountain, the moon seemed bigger than usual. They stood in front of the Seven Star Temple, feeling as if they could touch the moon with their hands. Looking around, they could see a bright river. At this moment, all they could see was the river. The rest of the place was completely dark, and the woods had already been covered by night.

While the few of them were admiring this, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, everyone was startled, they turned around one after another, and then saw a man who looked like a scholar walking out of the Qixing Temple, he saw Bao Zheng When everyone looked at him, they stopped immediately, cupped their hands and said, "Murong Qing, I am also here to climb the mountain. The night is long and I want to go out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet you. I think that must be Mr. Bao Zheng. Bar?"

Among so many people, it is the easiest to recognize Bao Zheng. Seeing that he was recognized, Bao Zheng felt a little helpless, who made him a black face, but since he was recognized, he couldn't deny it, so he smiled lightly. Said: "Exactly, I don't know where Mr. Murong is from?"

Murong Qing smiled faintly: "A native of Duanzhou."

The two of them talked like this, they didn't seem to put other people in their eyes at all, but Hua Lang and the others didn't care, they just admired the moonlight and the Milky Way, but said that at this moment, Murong Qing suddenly cupped his hands to everyone and said with a smile: "It's been a while since I came out. I should go back to my room to rest. I heard that this place is haunted. No one dares to come out at night."

Hearing Murong Qing's words, everyone was shocked, and at this moment, they finally understood why the monks here went to bed early, it turned out that they were afraid of ghosts, but Hua Lang didn't believe in ghosts, so Murong Qing Just as he was about to leave, Hua Lang hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Murong, please stop, I'm very interested in this haunting, may I tell you something?"

At this time, Murong Qing frowned slightly, with a hesitant expression on his face, as if he was considering whether to tell a group of such people a story about ghosts in such a night and such a place.

But maybe because of the large number of people, or because Bao Zheng was among them, Murong Qing finally compromised, but asked to go back to the room, saying that the humidity here made him feel scared.

It doesn't matter where they are, so Bao Zheng and Hua Lang followed to Murong Qing's room. Murong Qing's room is not much different from Bao Zheng's room, and the things inside can be seen at a glance. Please Bao Zheng sit down. After getting off, Murong Qing said: "I only heard about the haunting, I don't know if it is true or not, but I have been here a few times, and every night the monks here go to bed early, so there is this suspicion."

Bao Zheng and Hua Lang nodded slightly. If it wasn't because the monks here went to bed so early, Bao Zheng and Hua Lang wouldn't be so concerned about the haunting. They don't believe in ghosts. Since the monks here go to bed so early , and because of the haunting, then there must be a secret that cannot be superior.

Seeing that Bao Zheng and the others had no objection, Murong Qing continued: "I heard that in the past four or five years, monks and pilgrims have been disappearing in Qixing Temple, and according to rumors, when these monks and pilgrims disappeared, they all Instead of resting in their own room, they wandered outside, but they were captured by ghosts. In the end, they couldn’t even find their bodies. Although the incense here is good, few people dare to spend the night here. That is to say, for those who are more courageous, tonight, apart from the few of you, there are only three or four people staying here."

Murong Qing's voice gradually became softer, so it almost became a whisper at the end, and the more he was like this, the more weird and frightening he felt. Hua Lang stood beside Bao Zheng and looked at Murong Qing's change at that time. His purplish and sometimes pale face also felt a little scary, but he didn't believe in ghosts, so he felt scary when he first heard it, but he soon felt relieved.

After listening to Murong Qing's words, Hwarang asked, "Is it true that the body was not even found?"

Murong Qing nodded again and again: "Of course it is, it's too scary. I heard that several governors of Duanzhou sent people to search in large numbers, but they couldn't find any corpses."

"Then when did the last disappearance happen?"

Murong Qing thought for a while, and said: "It should be two years ago. Since that incident, the monks and pilgrims here are afraid to go out at night, so there have been very few cases of disappearances in the past two years."

The thing was really weird and terrifying. After hearing Murong Qing's words, Hwarang held his chin and pondered for a long time. He felt that there must be something wrong with it.