Chapter 15 Reunion

"But isn't this too incredible?" Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng with doubt. He didn't deny Jiang Cheng's idea, but this matter was full of weirdness, and he still hoped to see more direct evidence.

But the next second, Fatty's eyes suddenly widened. Jiang Cheng raised his left hand, and his left hand was obviously in the wrong position because the bone inside was broken.

"I woke up like this, the same as yesterday's injury."

Staring at Jiang Cheng's broken left hand, Fatty felt a chill from head to toe at this moment. Last night, Jiang Cheng fell and broke his left hand because he was distracted while running away. He remembered it clearly, but the strange thing was that Jiang Cheng's broken left hand was restored to its original state at dawn.

It's really like this...

Day and night are two separate worlds.

Putting down his hand, Jiang Cheng asked Fatty to tear a few pieces of cloth and make them into strips to simply fix the broken bone. "Tonight we'll go to the Gongde Hall again to find Monk Huicong. I think he is the key to connecting the two worlds of day and night."

In the afternoon, Monk Huicong was tied up and taken away by Monk Huide and his men. According to them, they would continue to cultivate merit tonight.

Jiang Cheng's words were easy to understand. Fatty understood after thinking about it. The Jiechi Temple in the day world and the night world are completely two extremes. During the day, the morning bell and the evening drum make the temple solemn, but at night, the precepts are destroyed and the ugliness is exposed. But the only thing that is consistent is Monk Huicong, and his unwavering pious heart that refuses to cultivate "merit."

"You're right, Monk Huicong is the key. I'm wondering if we should try to rescue Monk Huicong."

Fatty felt uncomfortable when he thought of Monk Huicong's miserable appearance last night. Perhaps he is the only pious monk in the entire temple.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, "Your idea is right, but how easy is it to achieve this? Let's take it one step at a time."

Fatty also knew the difficulty of this matter. Those lustful monks guarded Huicong very strictly, and there were at least dozens of monks inside. Those monks were all strong and powerful. If they really fought, he and the doctor would definitely not be opponents.

Jiang Cheng said while packing his things: "Remember, the main purpose tonight is not to save people, but to find a way to connect with the other group of people. I think they will definitely go tonight." After a pause, Jiang Cheng tightened the bandage on his wrist with his teeth, "If they are willing to help, and Guan Erye (a deity) is making trouble, we may have a chance in the chaos."

After preparing, the two set off under the cover of night. The outside was still the same as before, without the moon, but the cold bluestone slabs in the temple were covered with a layer of cold light.

But this time, they didn't take the old path to the Gongde Hall last night, but changed direction and went to the West Wing.

Jiang Cheng wanted to see what that team was doing, at least to know their movements. After all, whether to cooperate or not could be discussed later, but there were still two lurking Deep Reds in those people watching them like tigers.

Judging from the news Tang Qisheng got, those Deep Reds were already impatient to attack them.

Passing through a courtyard gate, they arrived not far from the West Wing. There were no candles inside, it was pitch black, and the night was very quiet, so quiet that people felt flustered.

"You wait for me here, I'll go knock on the door."

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Fatty swallowed and said in a suppressed voice, "Why knock on the door? This place doesn't look right. Let's sneak over and poke a hole in the window paper to take a look."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, without explaining much, and without hiding his footsteps, he walked towards the door openly.

If there were anyone to be trusted in this temple, it must be the others in this team except for the Deep Reds. Since they were here to discuss cooperation, they had to show sincerity. Sneaking around would only ruin things. Moreover, these people were not simple, and there were people who practiced martial arts among them. Once there was a conflict, it would be impossible to explain.

"Old man, are you asleep?" Jiang Cheng stopped outside the door and said to the closed door.

Fatty's heart was in his throat. He kept looking back at the road he came from, planning to run away with the doctor once something happened.

But after waiting for half a minute, there was still no sound inside. Jiang Cheng asked again in the middle, but the result was the same.

Realizing that something was wrong, Jiang Cheng stepped back and picked up a dead branch from the ground next to him, and then used the branch to push the door. With just one push, the seemingly tightly closed door opened with a "creak—" sound.

Not locked?

With the help of the faint light outside, Jiang Cheng saw that there was no one in the room. The quilts on the two beds were relatively messy, and there were bedding rolls on the ground. Jiang Cheng walked to the bed and put his hand into the quilt. After a while, he frowned, "It's already cold, they've been gone for a while."

"Could they have gone to the Gongde Hall too?" Fatty recalled the depraved scene last night, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Let's go, we'll go take a look too."

The road to the Gongde Hall was a bit far. The Jiechi Temple at night was like a pool of stagnant water, and a gust of cold wind blew from time to time. The wind was not cold, but it brought an indescribable eerie atmosphere. Fatty couldn't help but wrap his clothes tighter.

Gradually, this pool of stagnant water was broken. While they were still a good distance from the Gongde Hall, they heard a familiar voice.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty quickened their pace. They came to the courtyard where the Gongde Hall was located and hid. At this moment, they could vaguely see the light coming from the Gongde Hall. Obviously, those monks were drinking and eating large pieces of meat, having a great time.

However, the gate of the courtyard where the Gongde Hall was located was open, and no one was guarding it nearby. Fatty swallowed and whispered, "This is not right. Could these monks be hiding behind the door waiting to ambush us?"

Jiang Cheng observed for a while. Although he didn't find any problems, he still chose to change the route. "Let's go, let's find a place to jump in."

The elusive monks gave him a very bad impression, especially since they had alerted the enemy during the day. The monks in this temple might have made preparations.

Finding a hidden place, the two jumped in one after the other. But just after landing, before they could figure out the surrounding situation, Fatty's ears twitched, and he suddenly heard the sound of a blade being drawn.

"Don't move!"

The next second, several figures flashed out from behind the nearby trees, one of whom was the middle-aged man they had seen before. The middle-aged man held a knife in one hand and looked alert.

"Hehe, we meet again, Little Friend Jiang."

The kind-faced old man also walked out from behind the tree. The old man looked Jiang Cheng and Fatty up and down, nodded thoughtfully, and said in a faint voice, "It seems that Little Friend Jiang, like us, was startled by the same Nightmare Assault last night."