Compared to Shang Jianyao's slightly empty-to-air guess just now, Jiang Baimian's speculation based on the characteristics of the Buddhist organization seems more evidenced.

Jiang Baimian continued:

"If the '7' represents the seventh floor of Sikaro Temple, then the '3' may be the number of a room there.

"Did the knocker want us to come and find him?"

This... Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at each other, feeling that this explanation may indeed be quite large.

"Go now?" Shang Jianyao asked eagerly.

Jiang Baimian was silent for a long time and said:

“No hurry.

"What if it is a trap? It is not possible to judge whether that person is good or bad. Maybe... he is not able to directly confront Master Janaga for the position of chief, and use this method to lure us over and accuse us of violating the temple rules to affect Master Janaga...

"Perhaps his power is limited to that room, and only a small part of it can be revealed outward. We must lure us in to play a role..."

After hearing the group leader’s assumptions, Long Yuehongshen thought it would be better to be cautious.

At this time, Jiang Baimian looked around and said:

"When it's dawn, find an opportunity to find out what is on the seventh floor of the temple and who lives in Room 3, and then make a decision.

"Well, go to bed, the people on the night watch each other and beware of abnormalities."

At this point in the discussion, the "old tuner group" did not encounter any strange things this night.

…………

In the early morning, the young monk sent oatmeal and roasted toast.

Jiang Baimian said unintentionally:

"Who lives on the top floor of your temple? There seems to be some movement at night."

The young monk said with a puzzled look:

"No one lives there."

"..." Long Yuehong really realized what a ghost story is at this moment.

"Is it the place where scriptures and classics are placed?" Jiang Baimian asked further.

The young monk nodded:

"There is also a small temple that worships my Buddha and Bodhi."

"There is no Tathagata of the worldly freedom?" Shang Jianyao interrupted curiously.

"We are mainly dedicated to worshipping my Buddha and Bodhi." The young monk did not hide this thing that could be found everywhere.

"What else? What room is there on the seventh floor? Maybe a mouse entered?" Jiang Baimian began to strike indirectly.

The young monk thought about it:

"Impossible, I have very strict supervision... There is also a room where magic tools are placed, and..."

His expression suddenly became solemn:
Chapter completed!