"Boss, do you have confidence?"
Seeing Zhang Tian stand up and speak, Hu Bayi also became serious.
Back then, Daoist Yimei survived through secret methods, twice at that. Daoist Danhe had no reason to die directly; he would definitely leave a contingency.
"Hmm, I don't think anyone would leave themselves without a way out."
Zhang Tian said, but in his heart he was wondering where Daoist Danhe had gone. According to what he heard in Beili before, Danhe should have come to Fuji Country to kill Xiao Fuji.
Could it be that he disappeared because of this?
"Shixiong, is there any way to find my master?"
Li Wangcai was a little excited.
"I don't know. By the way, do you know where Shibo's room is?"
Zhang Tian planned to check Daoist Danhe's room first, perhaps there would be a gain.
"Shixiong, Master's room is in the east. Please follow me. I clean Master's room every day."
Li Wangcai said, leading Zhang Tian towards the inner room.
Inside the living room, there was another room, presumably for living.
Li Wangcai led the three into the largest room.
At the entrance of the room stood a large wooden sword. The wooden sword had no patterns, but a faint fragrance could be vaguely smelled.
"Item: Giant Peach Wood Sword"
"Item Level: Mid-grade, lower tier magical artifact."
"Item Description: A giant peach wood sword, capable of suppressing evil spirits, with a certain increase in power."
The attributes of the wooden sword at the entrance echoed in his mind. Zhang Tian touched his cheek. Such a mid-grade magical artifact was casually placed at the door. It seemed that Master Uncle Danhe was quite wealthy.
"Boss, good stuff."
Hu Bayi looked at the peach wood sword, which was thicker than his head, and couldn't help but say.
"Hmm, not bad. It should be for guarding the house. It's likely that the arrangements outside the courtyard were deliberate by Shibo, and the arrangements inside the house are more normal."
Zhang Tian nodded gently.
He had been wondering before, who would want to live in a haunted house? Now it seemed he was right. He had a back room, and the courtyard's arrangement must have had another reason.
"Please come in. This wooden sword is used by Master to guard the house; it just looks a bit exaggerated."
After Li Wangcai opened the door, he explained the large peach wood sword, more than a meter tall, at the entrance.
"Mm."
Zhang Tian hummed softly, and the three entered the room as Wangcai directed.
Inside the room, a spiritual tablet could be seen placed on the table.
"Master Daoguang's Tablet."
The spiritual tablet was placed in the most conspicuous position. In front of the tablet was an incense burner that seemed to have not been used for a long time.
The room was rather simple, with a wooden table, a wooden coffee table, etc. On the walls hung several copper coin swords and some gossip mirrors, along with other magical artifacts.
Zhang Tian scanned them, and the levels and descriptions of those magical artifacts all appeared.
He found that the magical artifacts here were all low-level, even less powerful than the gossip mirror on the strategist he found in Duke Lu Shang's tomb.
It was clear that the good stuff had been taken away by Danhe.
"This is Master's room. Shixiong, you can take a look. Master liked simplicity, so the room is quite clean."
Li Wangcai said from the side.
"Hmm, indeed simple. Old Hu, Qilin, did you find anything?"
Zhang Tian looked at the two.
"Boss, I feel like the things hanging on these walls aren't as good as ours, and there doesn't seem to be anything else noteworthy around."
Hu Bayi looked around but found nothing else noteworthy.
On the other hand, Zhang Qilin kept looking at the spiritual tablet on the table.
"There's a problem."
Zhang Qilin's gaze was like a sharp sword, almost piercing through the entire spiritual tablet.
"Is that Patriarch a problem?"
Zhang Tian's vision was limited, so he also looked over. Zhang Tian had invited Patriarch to possess him before and had a deep impression of him.
However, he didn't sense the same aura from this spiritual tablet as he did from Daoist Yimei's.
"That's Patriarch. Shixiong, what are you going to do to Patriarch? Patriarch shouldn't have any problems, right?"
Li Wangcai saw Zhang Tian looking at Patriarch's spiritual tablet again and again, and was at a loss.
"It's nothing, we're just wondering if there's a Patriarch named Daoguang in Maoshan, and also, why you aren't offering incense to Patriarch's tablet."
Zhang Tian waved his hand and said. Li Wangcai looked at the spiritual tablet and said.
"That's right, Master never asked me to offer incense to Patriarch. Is there something fishy about this?"
Li Wangcai was somewhat puzzled.
"Of course, he wouldn't ask you to offer incense, because we don't have anyone by that name in Maoshan!"
"Daoguang, this meaning isn't very good. Daomen Guangguang. Many people take Taoist names like Daoxuan or Daoxiu, but Daoguang is indeed rare."
"And this spiritual tablet, I can see no trace of incense being burned, and it's placed where you first see upon entering. This is very unusual."
"Qilin, have you found any problems?"
Zhang Tian said, turning his gaze to Zhang Qilin again.
"There's something inside."
Zhang Qilin lightly touched the spiritual tablet with his hand and then came to a conclusion.
"Boss, could it be that Shibo hid the secret inside?"
Hu Bayi was a little uncertain.
"Let's open it and see. If not, we'll put it back."
"I think Patriarch won't blame us."
Zhang Tian was quite decisive in his actions.
He wasn't one to drag his feet.
Zhang Qilin said no more, and with a swift wave of his hand, the spiritual tablet shattered.
"Holy crap, Patriarch!"
Li Wangcai rushed over when he saw this.
But the next moment, when he saw a piece of paper fly out from inside the tablet, Li Wangcai stopped in his tracks.
Good heavens, Patriarch was fake, and it was hollow inside.
How did he not notice.
"There was indeed something."
Zhang Tian rejoiced inwardly. As expected of Qilin, his keen observational skills were indeed better than his own.
Zhang Qilin also slowly withdrew his hand and gently picked up the white paper from the table.
"If you see this drawing, it means I have already left. I don't know if the person seeing this paper is ten years later or a hundred years later."
"Although I am not here, the Taoist heritage is still here, and the glorious history of Taoism is still here. If Wangcai is the one who sees this, I hope he will personally open the other doors outside."
"If not, I hope you will not open the other doors."
Looking at the handwriting, Zhang Tian could only complain that the writing was terrible, like little grass. Zhang Tian could barely understand it.
"Boss, Shibo is hinting at the doors outside."
Hu Bayi looked at Zhang Tian.
"Shibo is really playing coy. This key should be for the outside doors. Let's go, I don't want to guess anymore."
Zhang Tian said, intending to go outside and check the doors.
"Um, Master has always forbidden me from entering those rooms; it seems dangerous. Are you sure you want to open them?"
Li Wangcai cautiously reminded him as Zhang Tian was about to open the doors.
"Hmm, you probably want to know where Shibo went too, right? If you do, let's go take a look together."
Zhang Tian said softly. Li Wangcai did not hesitate and nodded directly.
The group walked towards the outside.
Soon, they arrived at the door of a small house on the south side of the courtyard.
Two crossed talismans were pasted on the black door.
Zhang Tian directly tore off the talismans, revealing a black lock.
The key was inserted smoothly, almost without suspense.
"Click."
With a crisp sound, the black lock was opened.
Zhang Tian pushed, and the door creaked open.
The next moment, the branches and leaves of the grapevines in the courtyard rustled, and at the same time, an aura of Yin energy permeated the entire courtyard.
"Raising ghosts!"