When the door opened, a moldy smell came out, mixed with other indescribable smells. Anyway, it was thousands of miles away from the fragrance and sweetness.
I frowned and covered my nose with my hand. I looked into the small door first.
There was a turn three or four steps away, and it was too dark to see clearly.
I hesitated, not knowing if I should go in.
In the end, I still decided to go in and take a look. If I don't go in and take a look, I don't think I'll be able to sleep well for a month.
I took the oil lamp from the wall and lit it up. Then, I held the oil lamp and entered the small door.
After taking a few steps through the small door and turning a corner, a space with a diameter of seven to eight meters appeared in front of me.
He could see that this was a naturally formed cave. The walls were uneven and did not feel smooth at all. However, there were a few lighting tools similar to Song Mingzi.
The cave wasn't deep, but it was very high. It was only about ten meters from the corner to the end, but it was several stories high. It seemed that there was a crack at the top of the cave that allowed sunlight to enter. This place wasn't as dark as I had imagined. Even if I extinguished the oil lamp in my hand, I could roughly see everything in the cave.
There were more than ten large jars on both sides of the hole, arranged quietly one by one. There was a case at the end of the hole, and there seemed to be something on it.
These jars were very large, about sixty centimeters tall. The pitch black gave me an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
I slowly approached one of the jars.
There were two one-foot-square characters stuck to the body of the jar. The mouth of the jar was sealed, and there were two yellow paper talismans stuck to it.
Seeing these talismans, my intuition made me think that there seemed to be something sealed in this jar.
This could be compared to the movies in the lam series. Generally, things that were sealed by talismans were not good.
If this jar was filled with rice, there was no need to stick talismans on the jar.
I gently knocked on the jar. The jar made a muffled sound, which proved that it was not empty.
I knocked on the other jars, and they all made the same sound.
And one of the jars seemed to shake on its own, giving me a big fright.
I didn't dare to knock on the jar again, afraid that I would accidentally break it and let out a long worm or rat.
I came to the table at the end of the cave.
There are some things on the case that I can't name. They seem to be some tools. I haven't even seen these tools before, so I don't know what they are used for.
There was also a notebook on the case, like a sixteen point ledger, lying quietly in the middle of the case.
With the help of the light from the oil lamp, I opened the book.
The book recorded some people's names. There was a gender behind the names, both male and female. The birth characters were followed by the gender, and then there were two kinds of matching names. Some names were followed by a check mark, and some names were followed by a cross.
Finally, there was the remark column. Some names had the words 'sold' written in the remark column, while others had the words 'cultivating' written in the remark column. There was also a detailed date at the back.
I noticed a pattern. The names written in the remarks column were all those names with a tick, and there were no remarks behind those names with a cross.
Each page had a dozen names, and there were several pages of them. I couldn't understand what they meant.
On the last page, I saw my name.
After my name was my gender and birth characters. In the remarks column, I drew an important symbol and a date. I looked at the date and it was the day after tomorrow.
Today is the 13th day of the lunar calendar, and the day after tomorrow is the 15th day of the lunar calendar, which is also the so-called full moon night.
There are a few names below my name. Two of them are crossed out, and two of them are being nurtured.
The date marked behind the two names that said they were being nurtured was yesterday!
When I saw the date, I naturally thought of the old Taoist priest who looked exhausted this morning.
Last night, the old priest must have been cultivating something in this cave. It was probably the middle of the night if not the whole night. That was why he was as tired as if he had fired a gun more than ten times.
What was the old Daoist cultivating?
I looked up at those black jars and felt that the old priest's cultivation was related to those jars.
I closed the account book and looked around the cave again. It seemed that there was nothing else other than those jars and the table in front of me.
When my gaze swept under the table, I found a huge box under it.
The box wasn't locked and was just casually covered.
I opened the box and saw a box of clothes washi talismans.
It was obvious that these clothes were not suitable for modern people. They were all like props in ancient movies. Most of them were red and green. These clothes were very small. It was obvious that they were for children or teenagers.
In a corner of the box, I saw silk threads, nails, weights, and other things.
My body stiffened.
I immediately remembered the death of a thirteen-year-old Chongqing boy I saw online. The boy was hung from a beam when he died. He was dressed in red and had a weight hanging from his feet.
According to some people who learned Maoshan Arts, the boy was killed by someone. His soul was drawn out by someone to become a malicious ghost.
I vaguely understand what this old Daoist is cultivating.
Was this old fellow cultivating a little ghost?
At the same time, some of the numbers in the account book that I was confused about seemed to have been solved.
The names recorded in the account book indicated that the cultivation was successful. Those that were successful were sold after the cultivation was completed. There was only one explanation for those that were crossed out. Those who were not cultivated into little ghosts had died. As for the dead children or teenagers, it was very likely that they were thrown into the pool from the observation platform in the west.
The fish in the pool had become different from fish because of the man-eating corpses all year round.
I saw the corpse by the pool, so it's most likely one of the two crossed names below my name.
Regardless of whether it was my imagination or reality, when this thought came true in my mind, my entire body felt cold. I immediately felt as if a great disaster was imminent.
When the old Daoist said that he wanted me to become his disciple on the night of the full moon, he probably wanted to attack me on the night of the full moon.
I only just turned this corner now. How could the apprenticeship be held at night? There was obviously something strange about it, and I actually didn't notice it!
I must be a relatively important little ghost carrier. Otherwise, why would I use such an important day like the full moon?
The thought of me becoming a little ghost made me shudder.
What was this? I came here to learn how to catch ghosts, but I might be nurtured into a little ghost. It seems contradictory. Things shouldn't have progressed like this.
Moreover, if I were to be nurtured into a little ghost, the scale would be too large. How could a little ghost be 1.75 meters tall? It would be more like a zombie.
Zombies or ghosts were not my dream. I decided to run out as soon as possible.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:021420196:28PM
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