Following the location sent by Zhao Yuelin, Lu Fan left the town and walked for a while on the highway. When he saw the police car parked on the roadside, there were also police officers such as Zhao Yuelin.
A group of people were leaning on the car, eating instant noodles.
"Why did you come here?"
Lu Fan walked over curiously: "Did someone drive you here?"
He also noticed that Zhao Hong was not here, so he asked: "Where is Director Zhao, is he gone?"
"Let's go." Zhao Yuelin walked over and sighed softly: "When we were in the town at first, the people in the town kept chasing and biting us with dogs, and they also smashed our car with eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. We couldn't do anything.
, we can only retreat here."
"Director Zhao said he had something to prepare when he went back, so he drove away first."
She looked at Lu Fan: "How are you doing there?"
They couldn't go up the mountain, so they could only get news from Lu Fan.
"How is the matter I asked you to investigate?" Lu Fan asked.
Zhao Yuelin took out his mobile phone, stared at the screen and said, "As you said, although these people have been to Kaiyuan Temple more than once this month, we all went there on the 16th day of the lunar calendar."
"This is the second time intersection besides the intersection of places."
She looked at Lu Fan: "How did you know? If you didn't remind us, we didn't pay attention at all."
"That's what Wanzi said."
Lu Fan looked at Zhao Wanzi: "We already know the situation on the mountain, and tonight is the 16th day of the lunar calendar. They have selected a hundred pilgrims to go up the mountain at ten o'clock in the evening to get some well water."
"More than a hundred people? The sixteenth day of the lunar calendar? Going up the mountain at night?"
Zhao Yuelin frowned slightly and looked at the content on her phone again; "According to the records, these people all stayed overnight at Kaiyuan Temple on the 16th day of the lunar calendar. Could it be said that their deaths were the same as today?"
"wrong."
She shook her head: "Does this mean that tonight, more than a hundred people will have to experience what these people who died have experienced before, and then, they will all die soon?"
Lu Fan nodded: "That's pretty much what it means."
Hearing Lu Fan's affirmation, not only Zhao Yuelin, but also the other police officers who were standing aside and eating instant noodles also changed their expressions.
They put down the instant noodle boxes in their hands and gathered around them: "It means that the more than 100 people who died before were really, really the fault of these monks from Kaiyuan Temple?"
Their eyes were full of disbelief. Buddhism is now popular, and many people have gone to temples to pray to Buddha.
However, a place where peace was sought has turned into a place of murder.
It was hard for them to accept it for a while.
"To be precise, this temple is not a real temple, and the monks in this temple are all fake monks."
Lu Fan corrected: "This is just an altar for some people to select tributes for that thing. Don't believe what you see in your eyes. It will only affect your judgment and prevent you from grasping the truth."
He didn't want to say more to these police officers about ghosts.
Instead, he looked at Zhao Yuelin: "Tonight is the night of the full moon once a month. The one hundred pilgrims have been selected and will go up the mountain to the temple at ten o'clock in the evening. Our first task now is to prevent them from going up the mountain, or in other words
, find a way not to let them get close to the well, so as not to encounter unexpected events."
He looked at the police officers standing in a circle and asked: "Now call your father and ask for your birthday and horoscope. I have a task to arrange for you."
