long night fire

"But nothing happened after we opened the door..." Long Yuehong "struggled to death".

"It won't happen until you open the door after seven beeps." Shang Jianyao made a gesture that if you don't believe me, I will open the door and show you right now.

At this time, Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and said:

"I remember that the awakened person in the 'Bodhi' field can interfere with matter after entering the 'Soul Corridor'. Could it be that someone manipulated the air, changed the wind pressure, and made a sound similar to knocking on the door?"

As soon as she finished speaking, another voice came from the door:

"Boom!"

Chapter 177 The Knock on the Door

The slightly dull knock on the door echoed in the not-too-large room, as if knocking directly on everyone's heart.

Here it comes again... Long Yuehong's heart palpitated.

This is endless!

Jiang Baimian frowned and thought for a few seconds, then said to Shang Jianyao:

"Ask who it is."

She wanted to attract the attention of the monks on the same floor in this way, so that those "full enlightened beings" could use whatever skills they could, and solve this very weird thing.

Shang Jianyao, who was right next to the door, let go of his throat:

"Who?"

His voice spread out, but no one responded, and there was no echo, as if the outside was an abyss with no bottom and no end.

"Boom!"

The same knock sounded again, and the wooden door seemed to vibrate a little.

If they didn't open the door and didn't respond, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's minds would naturally have a picture of a person standing outside just based on this performance.

There is only one door between him and Shang Jianyao.

"The sound doesn't seem to be able to travel too far." Bai Chen, who was also by the door, expressed his feelings just now.

"We have been isolated, isolated?" Long Yuehong's heart tightened.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:

"If someone really uses the ability to interfere with matter to manipulate the air, change the wind pressure, and simulate the sound of knocking on the door, then he can naturally confine the sound to this area."

"Boom!"

Just as Jiang Baimian finished speaking, the door moved again.

The people outside the door seemed to be unable to wait to come in.

"Open the door?" Shang Jianyao asked the team leader for advice.

Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment and said:

"hold on."

After waiting for nearly half an hour, there was silence outside the door, and no sound came in.

The knocker seemed to have given up after waiting.

Jiang Baimian turned over and got out of bed, walked to the door, felt it carefully for a while and said:

"I'll try to open the door, and you should be prepared."

Bai Chen took two steps back, aiming the gun in his hand at the wooden door, Long Yuehong also made a similar move, except that he was in front of the bed farther from the door.

Shang Jianyao took off the flashlight hanging from the armed belt, and took out a mirror.

Seeing Jiang Baimian looking at him, he explained seriously:

"I learned this from Zhou Guanzhu. What if it's really a ghost?"

But Zhou Guanzhu's method is not for dealing with ghosts... Jiang Baimian took a slow breath and let it out again.

She raised her left hand empty, twisted the doorknob with her right palm holding "Ice Moss", and pulled it back.

The light from the street lamps in the distance flowed into the room through the gradually widening gap, making the faces of several members of the "Old Tune Group" intertwined with light and dark.

In the corridor, no one came and went, and even the shadows in the places where the street lights couldn't reach seemed to have fallen asleep.

"There is indeed no one left." Jiang Baimian observed carefully for a while and came to such a conclusion.

She cautiously closed the door again to see if there was any knocking next.

The "Old Tune Group" waited for another half an hour, and there was no more "dong" sound.

This made what they had just experienced like an unreal dream.

If Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Bai Chen were not still waiting there, Long Yuehong would definitely think that there was no knock on the door, and that everything was just her own illusion.

"It seems to have stopped..." Jiang Baimian said "hmm".

Bai Chen frowned and said:

"What on earth was that 'person' knocking on the door for?

"He 'leaved' without doing anything...

"Could something bad happen to us if we open the door after the three 'dong' sounds?"

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"When did you have the illusion that we didn't have any bad encounters?

"Maybe we have been affected unknowingly, but it hasn't happened yet, just like in Ruins 13 of the Wasteland."

Thinking of the three "hunters" who committed suicide due to Wu Meng's hidden influence, Long Yuehong couldn't help but shudder:

"No way……"

"I can't rule out this possibility." Jiang Baimian didn't dare to be careless about this, "Anyway, we take turns to watch each other, and if we find anything unusual, we will immediately remind each other."

In this regard, they still have some experience.

"Garibaldi" Giuseppe, who was still tied up and enjoying the feeding treatment, interjected quietly:

"I don't think there's anything to worry about.

"This is the headquarters of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult', no ghost can turn a storm.

"In the beginning, when certain places in the city were 'haunted', monks from the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' were often invited to purify them."

"I'm afraid it's not a ghost." Jiang Baimian sighed.

She did not explain further to Giuseppe, but said to herself:

"It's really abnormal, you can indeed inform the monks of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' and ask them for help.

"If there is no quietly concealed influence, then the focus of what happened just now is on the act of 'knocking on the door'. Well, there is no contradiction between this and the quietly concealed influence. Since Wu Meng can use radio waves to transmit power, what happened just now It's not too unacceptable to rely on a knock on the door to exert influence.

"In addition to this, 'knocking' may be trying to convey some information to us, just like the paper clipped in the scriptures."

Jiang Baimian linked the "knock on the door" incident just now with the previous "Holy Place Directory".

After all, this all happened after they entered the Sikaro Temple and witnessed the death of the chief.

"Sending information..." Bai Chen's eyes moved slightly, "The front group knocked seven times, and the latter group knocked three times. What does that mean?"

The "Old Tune Group" has special training courses on codes and codes.

"From a simple and direct point of view, it represents the two numbers 'seven' and 'three'." Jiang Baimian replied, "Since we want to convey information to us as outsiders, it will not be too complicated .”

"Seven, three..." Long Yuehong began to think about the meaning of these two numbers.

"Plus it's early in the morning." Shang Jianyao gave his thoughts "with confidence", "The answer is seven days later, at three o'clock in the morning, let's go see him."

"You thought you were knocked on the head three times?" Jiang Baimian couldn't help laughing.

She has already shared the corresponding story within the "Old Tune Group".

Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to respond, she asked further:

"So, where are we going to meet?"

"I don't know." Shang Jianyao replied very simply.

Long Yuehong helped to think of the reason:

"Maybe seven days later, at three o'clock in the morning, he will come here again to find us?"

"Then why didn't you just come in directly and have to wait seven days?" Jiang Baimian skillfully picked out the loophole.

Long Yuehong was tongue-tied and unable to answer.

"But according to your logic." Bai Chen joined the discussion, "He can just come in if he wants to convey any information, why do he have to knock on the door and leave a password?"

"This is indeed a problem." Jiang Baimian nodded, "Maybe the person who knocked on the door can't communicate with us directly, and can only use this method, uh, so it can't be ruled out that after seven days, he can talk to us, Will visit at three o'clock in the morning, but why does he come to knock on the door early, be impatient, wait until then?"

"Ritual!" Shang Jianyao replied, "He is in a special state, he must finish knocking on the door, and he can communicate with us after seven days."

Bai Chen proposed another possibility:

"Maybe he was afraid of us and fled the Sikaluo Temple in the past few days."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"These two explanations are reasonable to a certain extent, and the only way to verify it is to wait until seven days later."

Having said that, Jiang Baimian looked up at the ceiling:

"The numbers 'seven' and 'three' may have other meanings.

"From the perspective of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult', 'Seven' represents the seven-level pagoda, and also represents the seven-story Sikaruo Temple, which represents the layer above our heads."

This makes sense... Long Yuehong nodded invisibly.

Compared with Shang Jianyao's slightly air-to-air guess just now, Jiang Baimian's speculation based on the characteristics of the Buddhist organization appears to be more grounded.

Jiang Baimian continued:

"If 'seven' stands for the seventh floor of Sikaro Temple, then 'three' might be the number of a room there.

"Does the knocker want us to go find him?"

This...Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at each other, and felt that this explanation might indeed be serious.

"Go now?" Shang Jian Yao asked eagerly.

Jiang Baimian was silent for a while and said:

"Don't worry.

"What if it's a trap? It's impossible to judge whether that person is good or bad. Maybe...he won't be able to directly confront Master Channaga and compete for the chief position. In this way, he will lure us over and accuse us of violating the temple rules. To reach Master Zennaga...

"Perhaps, his power is limited in that room, and only a small part can be revealed outside. We must be lured in to play a role..."

Hearing the team leader's assumptions, Long Yuehong thought it was better to be cautious.

At this time, Jiang Baimian looked around and said:

"Wait until dawn to find a chance to find out what is on the seventh floor of the temple and who lives in the third room, and then make a decision.

"Well, go to sleep, the people on night duty are looking at each other, their defenses are abnormal."

The discussion ended here, and the "Old Tune Group" did not encounter any strange things that night.

……

In the morning, the young monk from before brought oatmeal and toast.

Jiang Baimian seemed to say unintentionally:

"Who lives in the rooms on the top floor of your temple? There seems to be movement at night."

The young monk said suspiciously:

"No one lives there."

"..." Long Yuehong really realized what a ghost story is at this moment.

"Is it the place where the scriptures and classics are kept?" Jiang Baimian asked further.

The young monk nodded: