Full-Time Magister: The Calamity of Fire, the Emperor's Flame Burns the Heavens

Chapter 60 Finding the Problem!

Jiang Shaoxu also wanted to figure everything out, so she automatically jumped into Mo Fan's group. Jiang Yu and Ai Jiangtu also came in together.

"Was what you said before true?" Ai Jiangtu walked up to Mo Fan, his dark face full of serious questioning.

“Why would I joke like that? It seems there really is something wrong with this temple. However, I think it would be best if you guys went down the mountain first and asked the local residents about the temple,” Mo Fan said.

Since only he could see the girl, there was no point in them following him. The tavern owner or other residents might know something, and he could probably get some valuable information from them.

“I’ll go with you, so you don’t get into trouble too,” Ai Jiangtu said.

“Well, it’s not good for you to go alone. Jiang Shaoxu, let’s go down the mountain together,” Jiang Yu said.

Ai Jiangtu knew this was no joke, so he immediately went down the mountain with Jiang Yu to inquire about the temple.

Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu headed towards the stairs. Mo Fan remembered that there was a fork in the stairs halfway down that was overgrown with weeds, and he didn't know where it led. It seemed that the girl had disappeared at that deserted stone path. Let's go there and see if we can find anything. That path was still sealed off!
Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu headed to the steps halfway up the mountain and stopped at the place where they had met the girl earlier.

Mo Fan looked towards another set of stairs and found that the path was overgrown with weeds, and some vines had even blocked the way people usually walked.

It looked unusually eerie in the darkness, but compared to Ai Jiangtu's face, Mo Fan still felt that the environment here was slightly better for him.

Because of the white sealing line hanging above, it was obvious that no one was allowed to enter at will. The more Mo Fan looked at the white line, the more something seemed off. He felt that it was an ancient seal that locked something inside.

Perhaps it was psychological, but the road looked even more sinister and terrifying under the pale moonlight!
"Is this where you saw that girl?" Ai Jiangtu asked.

"Yeah, but I saw her again this afternoon. It seemed like she was going to see a young monk at the temple. Since I was chatting with the monk, the girl also chatted with me for a bit. At first, I really didn't think this girl was anything special," Mo Fan said.

"Not long before nightfall, most of the monks in the temple went down the mountain to perform religious rites, saying they wouldn't be back for a few days," Ai Jiangtu said.

“Yeah, otherwise we could ask that bald monk who can see the girl just like me, and that would probably solve the problem,” Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan also knew that the monks had all gone out, leaving only an old monk to guard the temple. The old monk was so frightened by Zhao Manyan's matter that he was somewhat insane, and it was unlikely that he could get anything out of him.

"Sigh, this is partly my fault." Mo Fan sighed.

"how?"

"The girl asked me my name, and I felt this woman was a bit strange, so I told her my name was Zhao Manyan. Who knew Zhao Manyan would be bewitched? It seems this girl needs to know the name before she can bewitch someone," Mo Fan said.

Ai Jiangtu frowned as he listened, deep in thought. This was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.

To be honest, Mo Fan is really unreliable. When someone asked his name, he said Zhao Manyan without batting an eye, which caused Zhao Manyan a lot of trouble. It's true that being friends with this kind of person never ends well.

“Let’s go in and take a look.” Ai Jiangtu was too lazy to make those pointless guesses, so he bypassed the white sealing line and stepped onto the overgrown stone path.

Mo Fan quickly followed. The two walked on and on, and before they knew it, they had reached the other side of the mountain, where the city was no longer visible. Not even a single city light could be seen, only the cold moonlight shining down, and beyond that, the tranquil ocean in the distance. The path was so quiet that only the sound of their footsteps could be heard. Mo Fan, a restless person, joked, "Do you think we'll see a small grave at the end of the road, with that girl's portrait carved on it?"

Ai Jiangtu looked coldly at Mo Fan, who stopped babbling and followed Ai Jiangtu forward.

“There’s no road ahead.” Ai Jiangtu stopped in his tracks. His shoes were just touching the edge of the last stone step, and ahead lay a patch of weeds and yellow earth. There was no road at all, and it didn’t look like anyone had ever walked on it.

"Uh... this seems to be a road that's only half-built. It just wasn't finished." The scene Mo Fan had imagined didn't appear, and he couldn't help but feel that he was indeed a bit of an idiot.

But where did that girl go?

“There shouldn’t be anything here,” Ai Jiangtu said after scanning the area.

"Then we'll have to use this method..."

"any solution?"

"Miyata! Miyata!! Can you hear me, Miyata Hana-chan... could you please come out for a moment? I need to talk to you!!" In the dead of night, on the hill, Mo Fan's rough voice was particularly loud, echoing without any sense of urgency. Several wild dogs below heard it and immediately responded, and their barking filled the air!
Ai Jiangtu stood aside, looking at him with eyes that seemed to say: Are you mentally challenged?

As it turns out, shouting like that really had no effect.

Helpless, the two could only return the way they came. As they walked, just as they were about to reach the original stone steps, a breeze blew from afar, gently brushing over the flowers and grasses on the hillside, and carrying a fragrance that Mo Fan found somewhat familiar.

"Wait a minute." Mo Fan called out to Ai Jiangtu, his gaze immediately turning to a patch of wild chrysanthemums on the slope.

"What now?" Ai Jiangtu frowned.

He no longer wanted to waste his time in this place.

“I remember that girl was carrying a basket in the afternoon. She told the monk that she had picked some herbs to make tea. I smelled that fragrance at the time, and it seemed to be the scent of wild chrysanthemums.” Mo Fan pointed to the few wild chrysanthemums swaying on the hillside at night.

Wild chrysanthemums are pale yellow, which seems like a very common flower, but their fragrance is indeed different from that of ordinary chrysanthemums.

Mo Fan climbed up directly, walked to the small patch of wild chrysanthemums, squatted down, and sniffed them.

"This is the kind of flower."

As he spoke, Mo Fan reached out to pick one, intending to keep one, though he didn't know if it would be useful...

"Are you sure? There are so many wildflowers," Ai Jiangtu said.

“It must be my nose…” Mo Fan was about to answer when he suddenly stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)