False evidence

Chapter 327 The Hotel's Secret (3)

Just as I was marveling at the monkey's ingenious trick, I suddenly heard the weasel let out a strange, human-like cacophony of laughter.

My hair stood on end. Could this beast have become a spirit? Otherwise, how could it make human-like noises?
"Hey Hey……"

Amidst the eerie laughter, the weasel lowered its front paws that had been covering its eyes.

Looking at its bright green eyes, I felt a moment of disorientation, as if they were two emerald green pools gradually merging together, growing larger and deeper until they seemed bottomless.

"Steady your mind!"

As Lü Xin berated me, I felt a sharp pain as the hair on the back of my head was being pulled.

Suddenly snapping out of my daze, I realized I had unknowingly found myself at the edge of the cave entrance I had come from. If I climbed just two more steps, I'd tumble headfirst down!

Thankfully, Lü Xin warned me in time, and one of the little monkeys pulled my hair, otherwise, if I had fallen headfirst, I would have broken my neck.

Lu Xinchang exclaimed, "Luckily, that little monkey was clever and peed into the weasel's eyes first, otherwise I would have been poisoned too!"

I was still shaken. Everyone says that weasels are the best at bewitching people's minds, and this time I finally witnessed it firsthand.

Seeing that the weasel was still staring at me with its small eyes, I was filled with rage. I rolled on the spot and kicked its triangular head.

Unexpectedly, the weasel was very cunning. As soon as I kicked, it leaped up and pounced on my face.

The little monkey riding on my neck wasn't going to be outdone; it leaped up to meet the attack.

The two collided in mid-air. The monkey, smaller than the weasel, crashed head-on into it, letting out a miserable "squeak".

However, at that moment, I suddenly grabbed the weasel's tail and slammed it down towards the cave entrance!

"oops!"

Hearing An Xin's cries, I knew something was wrong. I just wanted to smash that damned weasel to death; I forgot there were people down there!

I picked up the glow stick, peered down into the hole, and froze.

An Xin didn't know if she was hit or fell, but she sat on the ground with one leg twisted and deformed from the knee down.

Even more terrifying, the weasel was now crawling on her shoulder, its mouth open and its sharp canine teeth aimed directly at her throat!

The weasel didn't bite down; instead, it rolled its eyes upwards and stared at me fiercely.

That look clearly conveyed—if you dare lay a hand on her again, I'll bite her to death!
wrong!

No matter how cunning a weasel is, how could it know how to blackmail people?

"What do you want from me?"

I dared not make any rash moves and raised my hands in surrender.

The weasel, of course, cannot speak, but the meaning in its eyes is very clear—come down!
Without hesitation, I immediately wanted to go down the rope ladder.

However, at that moment, a strange cry suddenly came from below the stairs: "Meow..."

Upon hearing this cry, the weasel was struck dumb, falling off An Xin's shoulder to the ground. It twitched a couple of times and then stopped moving!

"died?"

"if not?"

A person slowly walked up the stairs; it was none other than Blind Liu.

The bleating sound just now came from the three-legged sheep he was holding!

Blind Liu kicked the weasel, sending it tumbling down the stairs. He put the three-legged sheep down, squatted down to examine An Xin's injured leg, and somehow, with a sharp "crack," after An Xin screamed, her leg miraculously returned to normal. "Try to see if you can move it. If you can, come upstairs and take a look," Blind Liu said to An Xin. "The house is yours, and everything you own belongs to you."

An Xin's legs are still not very flexible, but she is already able to move around.

She and Blind Liu climbed up one after the other. I asked Blind Liu, "Why did the weasel die as soon as it heard the sheep bleating?"

Blind Liu curled his lip: "It wasn't a weasel that died, it was a person!"

I had already sensed that this weasel was unusual, so I asked, "I've only ever heard of immortals possessing people, how can a person be attached to a weasel?"

"The evil art of astral projection, where the soul possesses an animal to commit evil, has existed since ancient times. However, ghosts fear the weasel as people fear ghosts. This weasel is inherently a very ominous creature. When it cries out, the soul attached to the weasel is startled and scattered. The person performing the evil art loses their soul and cannot live."

I asked Liu the Blind if he, Yan Fengwei, and Lu Zelin had also encountered any strange occurrences before.

Liu the Blind said, "We'll talk about that later. Let's see what's in this burial tomb first."

I nodded and picked up the two baby monkeys first.

One of them was the one that came up to the second floor with me earlier, while the other was male.

The male monkey must have been locked in a fierce battle with the weasel for a while, as it had several wounds from being bitten and scratched, but fortunately none of them were fatal.

I shoved the two little monkeys into An Xin's arms: "Congratulations, twins! And they're even boy and girl twins!"

An Xin looked at the monkey, then at me, and then stared blankly at what was behind me: "How come there's a place like this in my house?"

I turned around and saw that although the two large lynxes were like lifeless specimens, they still retained their imposing presence. Their eyes were wide open and their teeth were bared, as if they might pounce at any moment.

Blind Liu said, "I was right. This is a tomb where spirits are buried, and the two kings guard the entrance. This is indeed a tomb where spirits are buried!"

I asked, "What is a burial mound?"

Blind Liu said, "Graves are not just for burying people. I just heard Yan Guangtou say that you once used a gold-plated birdcage worth ten thousand gold pieces to bury a cat, didn't you? A burial mound is a tomb, but it is not for burying people. Instead, it is for burying some kind of spiritual treasure that is suspended in mid-air!"

He took my phone out of his pocket and handed it to me. I turned on the flashlight and, under the light, I discovered that behind the two lynxes, there were two small, double-leaf red doors.

Blind Liu stepped forward and tried to pull the door open, but he couldn't budge it no matter what he did.

I leaned closer to him and whispered, "How about we try pushing him?"

Liu the Blind rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses, and with a slight, disdainful effort, the two doors creaked open.

"Damn! This is unpredictable!" Liu the Blind exclaimed, both amused and exasperated.

I shone my flashlight into the room and saw a small altar that looked like a shrine. There was an incense burner on the table, but no incense ash, just a mound of mixed grains.

Behind the incense burner was not a memorial tablet or ancestral tablet, but a leather bag smaller than an A4 sheet of paper.

Liu the Blind Man lifted his small sunglasses to his forehead, stared at the body with his small eyes, fanned himself twice with one hand, and then showed a look of surprise.

"My God, even the magic pouch can't conceal the spiritual energy, what on earth is this thing?"

"It's not mine, it's nothing." I said, but still took out the skin and handed it to An Xin.

An Xin whispered, "It'll be the same if you open it."

I felt there was something off about her tone, but I didn't think much of it. I pulled open the tightly closed opening of the bag, took out what was inside, and was immediately disappointed.

It was just a tattered booklet, and it didn't even seem to be complete.

Blind Liu took it and carefully flipped through it. After reading only two pages, he let out a strange cry of "Wow!" and sat down on the ground with a thud.
"My goodness, this precious book really exists!"

(End of this chapter)