The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 520: A haunted house? Even the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword can’t subdue it?
Something happened here, mentor!
Even if Shen Le had a thousand things on his mind, he would let them go immediately. He comforted the little ones and immediately started packing his backpack, ready to go to where the instructor was:

What was the situation that forced the mentor to ask him for help? Didn't he give him a five-thunder peach wood sword?

What kind of demon could be so violent under the suppression of a peach wood sword that it could force the instructor to call for help?
Then again, can the mentor withstand a demon that can escape from the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword?

Do you still have time to call him?
"Boss, what happened? Where are you now? I'll be right there!"

Those who work in the field of ancient building restoration generally either work in other places or are on their way to other places.

It is already good to be able to spend three months on campus out of the twelve months in a year - and these three months are thanks to classes, exams, and experiments.

Otherwise, I would like to work on projects outside all year round.

"I'm in Citong City..."

On the phone, the instructor coughed several times, his voice weak. Shen Le pricked up his ears and listened to the voice coming from the other side of the phone, frowning:
"Boss, are you sick? Or injured?"

"No... ahem, no, I didn't sleep well these past few days. - We are doing a project here to repair a number of ancient buildings, and there have been some strange things happening recently.

Then today, several of your fellow apprentices suddenly disappeared!"

"Why did he disappear? Did he run away? Missing? Or was he kidnapped?"

Shen Le opened the huge mountaineering bag that he had used when he went to Japan, and quickly stuffed travel supplies into it.

After stuffing in a change of clothes, ID cards, power banks and other necessities, he stuffed the small oil lamp in. His fingertips touched the pen holder, hesitated for a moment, and then retracted it:
"Sister Zhong, stay here with Yun Kun and help him rebuild the ship. Lan Zhuang, take care of the house and call me if you have any questions.

Yun Kun, you have completed the modification. If you are going to go out on a mission, please remember to leave me a message. I am going out for a while and I don’t know when I will be back.”

【Want to fight? 】

Several kids asked at the same time. Shen Le shook his head:
"That shouldn't be the case, right? I'll go find some junior brothers and sisters for the mentor, and come back as soon as I find them!"

【take me! 】

【take me! 】

【I also need to go! 】

[I want to go too... I used to make furniture, and I want to see how to repair houses...]

The little ones shouted in unison. Except for the doll cabinet that usually stayed in the mansion and served as the security system of Zhuxi Town, and Xiaoling who performed on the road every day, almost everyone wanted to follow.

Yun Kun didn't even bother to transform himself. He turned into a spaceship and jumped out from the pile of spiritual wood:
[I'll go with you! No, I'll take you there! -- I'm very familiar with Citong City, and we'll be there in no time! You don't have to go through the hassle of taking the subway, then the plane, then the subway!]

[I'll take care of the transportation.] Zhong Xiaomei interrupted unconvincedly:

[You can only send him to the harbor, but I can send him directly to the city center! All I need is a map! ]

[I...want to go to Kaiyuan Temple...]

For the first time, the Buddha shrine expressed the desire to go out and play. A powerful, deep, bell-like voice echoed back and forth in everyone's heart:

[It is said that the temples there are quite different from those in Jinling. I want to go and take a look...]

Wait, we are going to solve problems and provide emergency rescue, not to travel!
If you want to travel, I will take you there when everything is over!
"Don't worry, I'll call the local Special Affairs Bureau." Shen Le simply gave up packing and called Gu Yulin, asking him to help get the contact information there.

Not long after, the phone call came in:

"Mr. Shen? Sorry, we really didn't know that the person working on the project there is your mentor." The person who spoke had a warm, gentle and peaceful voice, with a soothing rhythm:
"I am the keeper of the Tianhou Temple in Citong City. My colleague has dealt with you before and received a lot of help from you. I am at the scene now. There is a little strange spiritual power fluctuation at the scene, but not much..."

"Is it an evil fluctuation?"

"Ah, no." The other party answered quickly and confidently:
"We have the Mazu statue paraded around. If it was an evil spirit, it would not be able to stay. It is not an evil spirit, I am sure."

"It's not a monster or a ghost." Another strong and firm voice interrupted:

"Hello, Mr. Shen. I am the keeper of Guanyue Temple. I just took the incense ash from the temple and sprinkled it around the building where the accident happened. There is nothing unusual."

Ah, this... Are you guaranteeing that the judgment is correct in the name of the Three Realms Demon-Subduing Emperor and King Yue Wumu?

If there are evil monsters or ghosts causing trouble, will the incense ashes automatically burn, explode, or emit golden light to drive away the evil?

The beliefs in Qitong City are so rich... How come Guandi and Yuewang are squeezed into the same temple!

Shen Le complained in his heart while expressing his gratitude to them. After thanking them, he made a request:

"Help me find a quiet place with no people around so I can teleport here? It would be best if there is a ground vein to guide me, so it would be easier to locate."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while. After a moment, the powerful voice replied a little embarrassedly:

"We can't help you with this... Guanyue Temple is very small and is always crowded with pilgrims. It's impossible to find an empty place. Sister Lin?"

"I'm afraid there's none in the Tianhou Temple either." The temple keeper of the Tianhou Temple replied apologetically:
"We have been very busy recently. With the tourists, every side hall has people going to burn incense or to see the exhibitions."

Well, although it is not as bad as Guanyu Temple, where three small rooms can squeeze in fifty or sixty pilgrims, and the incense is so strong that you have to hold your breath and run, or wear a gas mask to stand...

However, it has reached the point where the flow of people needs to be limited to avoid crowding and stampedes. Oh, and by the way, the Tianhou Temple also has sedan chairs for processions, which take up an area equivalent to ten!

"Come to our place." A clear laugh came from the other end of the phone:

"Qingyuan Mountain is a large area, 62 square kilometers, and it's easy to find a quiet place. It's only three kilometers away from the city, and you can get there in one go. Mr. Shen, can you locate it? Do you need our help?"

Qingyuan Mountain, located in the northern suburbs of Qitong City, is known as the "Taoist Holy Land". As early as the Qin Dynasty, there was a saying of "cultivating the truth through the great way". There are a large number of cultural relics and historical sites left in the mountain.

The important thing is that Shen Le closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and soon found the coordinates of Qingyuan Mountain on the copper map:
"That's great! Please leave me your phone number and I'll contact you when I get there!"

Before he finished speaking, the little guys jumped up one by one. The big ones jumped onto the deck of Yunkun, and the small ones jumped into the pen holder.

Shen Le didn't take care of anyone, and his house was like a typhoon, everything was gone, only an empty table and cabinets. A half-foot-long boat and a three-inch-high pen holder were put into his backpack side by side:
【Let’s go! Yoho! 】

Shen Le: “…”

So why should I pack?

Wouldn’t it be okay for me to leave all my luggage to Xiaomei Zhong?

It also saves me from having to carry my own backpack!
He closed his eyes and quietly entered a state of concentration. A talisman shone brightly, and nodes surrounded Shen Le, protecting the owner internally and connecting to the earth veins externally.

A slight pulling sensation quietly appeared, and soon, the light spot on the copper sheet was located at the seaside of Fujian, where Qingyuan Mountain was located:
"This is... a lot of caves, a lot of caves, a huge rock, and many tourists taking pictures around..."

The underground transmission stopped quietly. Shen Le hid underground, spread his mental power to look outside, intending to find a good place to emerge.

Well, this huge independent rock is surrounded by many tourists, and there is a strong power condensed and stirred on the rock. It should be...

should be……

Yes, Laojun Rock!
This is a statue of Laojun carved in the Song Dynasty. It is more than 5 meters high and is carved from a whole piece of huge granite!

It is the earliest and largest existing statue of Laojun in my country!

No wonder there are so many people around, this is a famous scenic spot in Qingyuan Mountain and the first scenic spot after entering the mountain gate!
The most important thing is... Shen Le's mental power circled around again. Very good, the bushes nearby were dense, which could block the view of people and even their shadows could not be seen.

No need to emerge from the toilet, perfect!

He walked out of Laojun Rock and arrived at the entrance of the scenic area in a few steps. Sure enough, there was a car from the Special Affairs Bureau waiting there, picking him up and heading straight to the location of his mentor's project.

Before he even reached the door, Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief:

Fortunately, the instructor's vital signs were quite stable. He was just a little lethargic, but it didn't matter. With his presence, at least the instructor could get a good night's sleep.

"Boss, I'm here! What's the situation now?"

He jumped out of the car and saw his mentor running out. His hair was much whiter than last time, and he had two huge dark circles under his eyes, obviously he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Fortunately, he straightened his back and walked briskly. A junior fellow student was chasing after him. He was probably a new recruit. Shen Le had never seen him before. He followed closely and wanted to reach out to hold the mentor's arm, but he couldn't catch up.

"Shen Le, you're here so soon?" The instructor was very surprised. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and reached out to pinch Shen Le's arm:

"Are you nearby? Or..."

"Shh... don't ask, don't ask." Shen Le smiled and stretched out his right index finger, shaking it left and right. He quickly stepped forward, took the mentor's arm, pushed him around, and his palm naturally rested on the mentor's vest:

"What exactly happened? When did things start to go wrong? When did the accident happen?"

"We have been working on this project for two months, and it has been going well." A gentle heat flowed from the vest into his limbs. The old professor shivered and relaxed.

"About ten days..."

"Thirteen days." The junior fellow student beside him interrupted hoarsely:
"It has been thirteen days to date. The first day we discovered the strange thing was Friday. We wanted to quit, but it was almost time to get off work, so we insisted on finishing this.

Then, Wang Jun and Fatty didn’t sleep well that night, and they didn’t go out the next day even though they had agreed to go out for fun.”

"Did you find anything strange? What is it?"

Shen Le quickly turned his head to look at him. The junior brother shuddered:

"It's blood! There's a well in the old house we renovated. It was dry, but suddenly water started to seep out that day. We lowered a test tube down, and when we lifted it up, we saw that it was blood!"

Blood gushing out of the well is a common phenomenon of haunting in old houses. Shen Le nodded:
"And then what? You didn't hang up the peach wood sword I gave you?"

"Hang up." The old professor slowed down his pace, his eyelids drooping little by little. When Shen Le arrived, he put his palm on his back, and he immediately felt comfortable all over.

Once a person feels comfortable, he or she starts to feel sleepy and wants to sleep, but he or she is barely holding on. To make the situation clear:

"When something happened, I hung the peach wood sword up. First I hung it in our office, and then when that didn't work, I hung it at the door of the old house. As the situation got worse, I simply hung it on the beam of the house—"

The peach wood sword seemed to be somewhat useful when hung up there. At least, when everyone walked back and forth under the peach wood sword, their whole body would feel warm, as if they were bathed in the sun.

The teachers, students, and workers who came to help were all safe and sound. However, more and more strange things happened in the old house:
"First there was blood in the well, then the tap water was red, and then the cups brought in to drink water smelled of blood.

It was fine during the day, but as soon as it got dark, you could hear crying, shouting, and screaming. We asked the local special affairs bureau to come over several times, but they couldn't figure out what was going on..."

At this time, three people walked out of the building, two men and one woman, and each greeted Shen Le. One was wearing a Taoist robe, and the other smelled strongly of incense. The woman had a gentle and friendly smile, and it was obvious that they were the three people who had spoken to Shen Le before.

The keeper of the Tianhou Temple nodded to Shen Le and pointed around:
"We are the closest, so we came to take a look and didn't see anything strange. Then yesterday, the two experts had some unfinished business and said they would work an extra night shift here..."

"Where's the surveillance?"

There really is surveillance. A group of people crowded in front of the computer and watched the surveillance video of that night:
Shen Le's two junior brothers, one was making a sculpture, and the other was mixing paint, preparing to add color to the painting of the old house.

They were busy until after 11 o'clock. They put down their things and walked out together. As they walked, they came to the ancient well where blood first came out, and then...

then……

"Just jumped?!"

The temple keeper sighed regretfully:

"We also sent people to check. The well is still the same well, less than 3 meters deep, and there is no way two people can hide. The well wall is intact, and the moss on it is not scratched. Even if there is a tunnel, they did not go through the tunnel."

Shen Le was silent. Following the guidance of his instructor, he quickly came to the well. A yellow cordon was drawn around the well mouth with a diameter of three meters. Two policemen were lying on the ground to collect footprints.
Another person from an unknown department took an instrument and inserted it into the ground:
"The waveform feedback shows that the bottom should be solid. At least, there shouldn't be enough space for two people!"

(End of this chapter)