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Chapter 359 (two hundred fifty-nine)

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    Tantai Wutian asked the little monk Rongxin to look at the mud print carefully, and after his explanation, he realized that it was a half-foot footprint, and the direction was towards the outside of the door.

    The little monk Rongxin turned his head to look at Tantai Wutian and said, "Uncle Wutian, do you mean that they left Yizhuang and went to the forest?"

    Tantai Wutian nodded and said: "Of course, otherwise, where else would they go?"

    "Uncle Wutian, just rely on this footprint? How can you be sure that this footprint is left by them?"

    "This kind of footprints formed by loose soil will disappear after a few wind blows, and the ones that are still here may only be left recently."

    "However, we haven't found any new marks from Mr. Zhou"

    "That's what I'm worried about, Mr. Zhou might be caught by them."

    "Didn't you say that these people are not very good at martial arts?"

    "Nephew Rongxin, you always think that if you have a good kung fu, you are not afraid of anything, but the world is dangerous, and no matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of plotting. Although those people are not very good at kung fu, they are proficient in everything from plotting to poisoning. I'm afraid."  Mr. Zhou has followed their way."

    After finishing speaking, he went out and said, "Let's see if there are any other clues left by these people."

    Although the little monk Rongxin still had some doubts in his heart, he always felt that there was something strange in the Yizhuang¡ªin fact, it was because of the strange sound just now, and now he was attracted by the footprints seen by Tantai Wutian.  The power has shifted, but I still feel that there seems to be something that I don't understand.

    The little monk Rongxin followed Tantai Wutian all the way back to the place where Tantai Wutian and Zhou Feiyan fought with those people before. It was here that they found the mark left by Zhou Feiyan.  The two searched around again, hoping to find new clues here.

    But there are no new discoveries. The woods are full of weeds and shrubs, and the ground is covered with thick fallen leaves. After the night wind blows, all the traces become blurred and specious. If Zhou Feiyan didn¡¯t make a mark here,  It is really difficult to find the clues of those people passing by.

    A gust of wind blew through the trees, rustling leaves, bushes, and tall grass.  The strange thing that the little monk Rongxin had been thinking about but couldn't remember suddenly flashed in his mind again, as if he had a feeling of wanting to remember, he quickly grasped this feeling, not daring  Think hard, but slowly stroke back, and finally he remembered¡ªthe strange voice in the coffin in the Yizhuang Hall!

    Tantai Wutian was staring at the ground and searching around to see if there were traces of those people trampling on the tall grass and fallen leaves on the ground.

    The little monk Rongxin walked over and said to him: "Uncle Wutian, I just remembered that there seems to be something weird in Yizhuang."

    "What?" Tantai Wutian looked up at him.

    "I heard a strange sound in the Yizhuang."

    "what sound?"

    "The sound seemed to be in the coffin, as if someone was scratching the coffin board"

    "Why didn't you say it earlier" Tantai Wutian said, and immediately ran to Yizhuang.

    "Didn't I just remember this?" The little monk Rong Xin muttered, and hurriedly followed.

    The two returned to the main hall of Yizhuang. Except for the three newly placed white coffins that were a bit eye-catching, there was nothing unusual about the other things in the main hall, except for the mountain wind blowing in through the broken window openings and blowing the air.  There was a small sound, and there was no other sound.

    Tantai Wutian who was standing in front turned his head to look at the little monk Rongxin and asked, "Rongxin, where did you hear that voice?"

    The little monk Rong Xin stepped forward and walked in front of him, looked at those coffins and said: "It's in these coffins, it should be one of these coffins, the voice came from the coffin." He couldn't remember anymore  The voice was heard in that coffin before.

    "Coffin?" Tantai Wutian leaned closer to a coffin in front of him, and listened carefully. Of course, he didn't hear any other movement except the sound of wind blowing.

    The little monk Rong Xin also put his ear close to the coffin next to him and listened, but he didn't hear anything.

    Tantai Wutian looked at him and said: "Nephew Rong Xin, did you hear wrong?"

    "No, I remember it very clearly. Just when you asked me to look at the shoe prints, I was planning to hear what the sound was about." The little monk Rongxin said with certainty.

    As he spoke, he knocked on the coffin next to him with his hand.  The coffin made the thud of planks being struck, but otherwise no sound.

    The little monk Rongxin didn't give up, so he knocked down the coffins one by one, listening carefully while knocking.

      Tantai Wutian stood there, watching him knock on the row of coffins on this side, and then turned back to knock on the row on the opposite side.

    Tantai Wutian felt a little irritable, and now he was even more worried about Zhou Feiyan.

    At this time, the little monk Rongxin was about to knock over, and was knocking on a white leather coffin, which was one of the three new coffins. After knocking for a long time, the little monk Rongxin wondered if he really heard that  The sound was also a little uncertain, so it seemed a bit perfunctory to knock on these coffins later. He knocked on the white leather coffin, and as soon as his ears touched, he continued to knock on the next one.

    Tantai Wutian also saw that he was absent-minded, and was about to call him out, let's find other clues.

    He suddenly found that the heart-melting little monk's movements had stopped.

    It turned out that the little monk Rongxin had knocked on the white coffin, put his ear over it and listened casually, and sure enough there was no movement, so he knocked down on the coffin below, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound in his ear.  There was a slight "crackling" sound, which was the strange sound he had heard before!

    He hurriedly put his ear close to the coffin he had just knocked on.  The sound of "crackling" stopped for a while, and then slowly sounded again. The sound was a little weak, but it did exist.

    Seeing this scene, Tantai Wutian already knew what he had found, so he hurried over and listened carefully.

    Just like the little monk Rong Xin, he also heard the slight "crackling" sound, yes, the sound was like someone scratching the coffin board.

    But after listening to it for a while, he felt something was wrong. The voice was not in the coffin that the little monk Rongxin was listening to. He pulled the little monk Rongxin over to this side, leaned over by himself, and listened to the voice first.  coffin, and put his ear to the outside of the white leather coffin next to him to listen.

    "Ga-la, ga-la", it was like the sound of a person weakly scratching the board of the coffin. Tantai Wutian heard it clearly this time, and the sound came from this white coffin.

    Seeing Tantai Wutian's actions, little monk Rongxin also put his ear to listen, as if the sound really came from this white coffin, he knocked on the white coffin a few times with his hands.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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