Chapter 12 Killing and Arson Bring Riches, Repairing Bridges Leaves Corpses Unburied

　　After listening to Jiang Cheng's explanation, Fatty couldn't help but feel a little frightened. However, upon further reflection, he had to admit that Jiang Cheng's guess was reliable, even though there was no direct evidence to prove it yet.

　　At noon, Jiang Cheng and Fatty went to the dining hall for a meal as usual. The food was still the clear porridge that could reflect faces, and each person was limited to one bowl. Fatty stared at the monks in the room, all of whom were strong and burly, and his doubts deepened. But this time, they didn't see the monk Huicong, nor were monks Huide and the others present.

　　Back in the room, Fatty touched his stomach and surprisingly felt less hungry. "Strange, that bowl of porridge seems pretty filling. How do you feel?" He looked at Jiang Cheng.

　　The answer he got was the same as his own feeling. Jiang Cheng was also a little surprised that a bowl of clear porridge actually made him feel somewhat full.

　　There were too many strange things in this temple. Jiang Cheng sat on the bed and took out the paper figure he had obtained from the monk Huicong from his pocket.

　　"Doctor!" Fatty had sharp eyes and could see the back of the paper figure from his angle. "On the back... there seems to be writing on the back!"

　　Turning the paper figure over, Jiang Cheng's eyes paused for a moment. Sure enough, there were two lines of crooked writing on the back of the paper figure.

　　The words were very small and would not be noticed without careful observation.

　　"Killing and arson bring riches, repairing bridges leaves corpses unburied," Jiang Cheng muttered, holding the paper figure, feeling dazed for a moment.

　　"What does that mean?" Fatty stared at the paper figure with wide eyes. "Good people don't get rewarded?"

　　Jiang Cheng nodded. "Something like that. Those who abide by the law worry day and night, while the wicked sing and dance every night, lamenting the injustice of the world."

　　Without a doubt, this was definitely a hint from Huicong to them.

　　After thinking for a moment, Fatty said, "Could it be like this? You see, the monk Huicong adhered to the precepts, but ended up in such a state, while the evil monks like Huide and Huiming live a life of luxury. Doesn't this prove these two sentences, that good people don't get rewarded?"

　　"Yes, what you said makes sense. This should be a kind of warning." After thoroughly examining the paper figure, there were no other discoveries. Jiang Cheng put the paper figure back into his pocket and carefully put it away.

　　According to their thinking, the person who was most likely to die tonight was the maid in that group.

　　Jiang Cheng didn't just choose this person randomly. After all, based on observation, the members of the Scarlet Generation were generally not very old.

　　Among the "benefactors," the most qualified were the heroic woman, the maid, the young man, and the child.

　　The young man was already dead, and he could be ruled out based on Huide's behavior, so only three people remained.

　　Among the three, the child was too young to fit Jiang Cheng's expectations, and the heroic woman had an extraordinary temperament, obviously with a special status. In Jiang Cheng's consideration, such a role was not easy to play, so after excluding these two, the most likely one was the inconspicuous maid.

　　There was also a very important point about the heroic woman: this person might be useful in the future, and Jiang Cheng didn't want to disturb her for the time being.

　　That group was also obviously wary of the two of them. If there was a chance, Jiang Cheng wanted to contact them in a dream.

　　At least for the time being, when facing the monks of the Abstinence Temple, they, as outsiders, had a common ground.

　　Because they might encounter those unbelievable things again at night, Jiang Cheng and Fatty took turns taking a nap in the afternoon. But not long after Jiang Cheng fell asleep, the phone he kept close to his body suddenly vibrated, and Jiang Cheng, after waking up, stared at the phone screen, his expression suddenly becoming a little nervous.

　　"It's... Yao Shunyu!" Fatty also saw the note on the number and became excited.

　　The call was connected, but Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and neither did the other side, but they could vaguely hear breathing coming from the other end.

　　About 10 seconds later, a familiar voice slowly sounded from the other side, "Is this Fujie?"

　　Hearing this, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers gripping the phone also relaxed. "It's us. Yao Shunyu, how is it on your end?"

　　That's right, this was the code they had agreed upon early in the morning. In addition to identifying their identity, the code also served as a warning. If the situation was still manageable, they would use Fujie, and if the situation was critical, they would start with Jiang Fujie.

　　After hearing Jiang Cheng's voice, Yao Shunyu also obviously breathed a sigh of relief. "Li Bai and I are together, in a village called Blackwater Village. We're trapped here."

　　Hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown. "Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie aren't with you?"

　　"No, we woke up in this Blackwater Village. We haven't seen them at all. I thought they were with you." Yao Shunyu replied.

　　"We haven't heard of any Blackwater Village. Wang Fugui and I are in a temple called Abstinence Temple." Jiang Cheng asked, "Do you know the approximate location of the Blackwater Village you're in?"

　　The most urgent task now was to reunite as soon as possible.

　　"I'm not sure. The village is isolated by a Blackwater River. We wanted to cross the river by force last night, but... but one person was taken away." As if thinking of some terrifying scene, Yao Shunyu's voice became a little nervous.

　　"One person was taken away?"

　　"Yes, besides Li Bai and me, there are some other people. We were given the identity of travelers who were caught in a mountain flood and accidentally ended up in this remote Blackwater Village." Yao Shunyu explained.

　　Jiang Cheng quickly asked, "Besides the two of you, how many other travelers ended up in Blackwater Village with you?"

　　Yao Shunyu answered without thinking, "There are 8 other people. What's wrong?"

　　Jiang Cheng steadied his mind and roughly understood the rules of this mission. All of them had been scattered, and then divided into groups of two, scattered in different places. Only by solving the tasks in their respective locations could they gather together and carry out the final task.

　　Judging from this, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie should also be alive for the time being.

　　"Ding-a-ling-a-ling——"

　　Suddenly, the harsh ringing from the other end of the phone attracted Jiang Cheng's attention. "What's going on over there?"

　　"Oh, it's nothing. It's an old bronze bell in our room. Li Bai was worried that there was something wrong with the bell, so he took it apart to take a look." Yao Shunyu said.

　　Yao Shunyu's tone was casual, but Jiang Cheng on this side slowly widened his eyes. "Bronze bell? How could you possibly have a bronze bell there?"

　　Yao Shunyu also sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong? Is there... is there something wrong with the bronze bell?"

　　"Can you roughly determine the era you're in?" Jiang Cheng spoke very quickly.

　　"Roughly... roughly the late Republic of China era." Yao Shunyu's voice was full of uncertainty. "In short, it's at least several decades away from our era."

　　"Why are you asking this?" Yao Shunyu asked back.

　　Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and his whole body involuntarily sat up straight. "I'm going to tell you something, don't be nervous. It seems that our two teams have been scattered into different worlds. We're here... in ancient times."