The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 162 Feng Duo
"Ah, Brother Fei, are you planning to check the death register for Nancheng in 1983? We've thought about this before, but when we contacted the Civil Affairs Bureau, they said it was too long ago and they weren't sure if the specific data from that year still existed."

"No, no, I want to go somewhere." Qi Fei said.

"Da Baoen Temple." Zhong Kui's voice suddenly came. She was elusive and appeared in the room at some point in time.

"Hey?" Wu Shanqiu looked at Zhong Kui who seemed to appear out of thin air, "Why aren't you wearing high heels today?"

"Aren't we going out?" Zhong Kui said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qi Fei's mouth corners unconsciously raised, and he felt as if you were the only one in the world who understood his pride.

"Come on, the sun is so nice, let's go out for a walk!" Qi Fei grabbed the car keys and left with Zhong Kui.

Only Wu Shanqiu was left facing the table full of Ye Ming's relics, muttering: "Brother Fei is really something, he has been with Zhong Kui for so long that he has become mysterious."

The sky was high and the clouds were light. The glazed spire of the Great Baoen Temple pierced the blue sky. The spring breeze tinkled the copper bells on the eaves, startling the flock of gray starlings that roosted on the tower's roof.

The peacock blue and bright yellow glazes of the Yongle period seem to flow in the spring.

Qi Fei, who does not believe in ghosts and gods, rarely sets foot here. This is the first time he has experienced the solemnity and grandeur of the ancient temple.

Just as he was admiring the vibrant scene of the temple in the beautiful spring sunshine, a shriveled face appeared in front of him, and the cloudy old eyes gave him a familiar look of caution - Grandma Meng had been waiting at the Da Baoen Temple early.

At her feet, the blue-gray fur of the Rakshasa was shimmering in the sunlight, the tips of its hair soaked in a silver gleam like stardust. The moment Amber's eyes caught sight of Zhong Kui, a soft light suddenly shone from their coldness, and with a meow, it flew into her arms.

"Rakshasa, you are not the same as when you were a child. You are too heavy. Come down." Zhong Kui spoke as if he was talking to a big child, with a rare kind tone.

Luosha seemed to fully understand Zhong Kui's words. He silently jumped off her and hovered at her feet. Qi Fei was afraid that Aunt Meng would talk about his relationship with Zhong Kui, so he said first, "We are here to investigate the case. You must not interfere with our work."

Granny Meng seemed not to have heard his words. Her tightly closed lips remained motionless as she turned and walked towards the Glazed Tower.

Zhong Kui stroked Luosha's head and said, "I asked grandma to come this time."

"Huh? Why?"

"If you want to find Master Shenghui of Da Baoen Temple, you have to rely on grandma's face." Zhong Kui smiled mysteriously.

"Who is Master Shenghui?"

"The abbot here."

As soon as Zhong Kui finished speaking, Grandma Meng looked back at Qi Fei with contempt, as if she was very dissatisfied with his ignorance.

Qi Fei scratched his head embarrassedly: "This is purely a blind spot in my knowledge."

"No wonder you don't recognize the soul-calming talisman on the deceased's body." Zhong Kui said as he looked at the gem on the glazed tower in front of him.

"Although I don't know the abbot of Da Baoen Temple, I know that it is not easy to meet the abbot. I didn't expect that Grandma Meng has such a great reputation?" Qi Fei expressed his surprise honestly.

"Grandma's late husband used to be a security guard here. When the temple was on fire, he risked his life to rescue many scriptures, saving them from the fate of being burned." Zhong Kui looked at the thin back of Grandma Meng who was leading the way in front.

(End of this chapter)