Du Kang didn't know how long he had been standing outside. Suddenly, he felt a wave of coldness hit him. He couldn't help but shiver. He hugged his shoulders and rubbed them twice. Finally, he warmed up. When he looked at the horizon again, it was already the Jade Rabbit sinking in the west and the Golden Crow rising in the east.
"It's already dawn."
Du Kang stretched his back, moved his arms, and began his daily morning practice. He practiced Tai Chi with his fists, Eight Diagrams with his feet, Yin-Yang Qi in his chest, and Xu Ling Qi on top of his head. He performed a set of boxing moves smoothly without any delay. After completing 81 moves, he put his palms on top of his head and pressed them down slowly. He opened his mouth and puffed out a mouthful of white gas like a sharp sword.
Wiping away the sweat on his temples, he looked into the distance. A few police cars were parked, sirens flashing. More than a dozen police officers and forensic doctors were there to collect evidence, and some were going door to door to question the merchants, trying to reconstruct what happened at that time.
"Xiao Pang."
Weiwei's voice came from above. Du Kang turned around and saw Weiwei leaning out of the window and beckoning him to go up.
Du Kang quickly went back to the second floor and found that only Weiwei and Cang Jin were left in the living room. Ma Xiaoling and Niu Zeqing were nowhere to be found.
"Sister Ma and the others are gone?"
Looking at the melon seed shells and snack bags on the floor, Du Kang took out a broom from the bathroom and began to clean up.
Cang Jin raised his foot to let Du Kang clean the melon seed shells and said to Weiwei, who was standing in front of the window breathing, "Weiwei, your Xiao Pang is so sensible."
"Huff …" Wei Wei placed her palms in front of her chest as a brilliant golden light flashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbid air. Her originally pale face became rosy as she turned her head and rolled her eyes at Cang Jin. "Do you even need to say that? Don't you know whose Little Fatty is it?"
"Yours, yours, it's your Xiao Pang, okay?"
Cang Jin laughed so hard that it made Du Kang uncomfortable, but he felt sweet in his heart.
He swiftly cleaned up the rubbish on the floor. When he came back from downstairs after putting away the rubbish bags, he saw that Weiwei had already arrived at the store on the first floor. She was leaning on the cashier's counter, holding her chin with her hands and tilting her head to look at him. She blinked her big and lively eyes, looking a little adorable.
"Cang Jin also left?"
After putting away the broom, Du Kang walked to Weiwei while wiping his hands. "Sister Chu, tell me what's going on, or I'll be worried."
"That guy is coming out."
"Which one?"
"The old ghost in the White Vortex Pit has come out."
"What!"
Du Kang only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Du Kang still remembered the helplessness he felt when facing the terrible female ghost. "She … how did she get out?"
"There was another female ghost with very high cultivation helping her. This time, it was also the two of them who worked together to blast open the enchantment here and break in to injure me. If it wasn't for Hai Long and the others who happened to come back for revenge and disturb them, Cang Jin and I wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Then what should we do next?
Should we call Sister Ma back to help us deal with the two female ghosts? "Du Kang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, rubbing his butt and pacing around.
"It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Xiao Pang, you have to remember this sentence. No matter when, the one who betrays you is yourself." Weiwei stood up and pulled out a rusty bronze box from under the cashier's counter.
The bronze box looked quite old, its surface was mottled with rust, and its size was about the same as a shoebox. The four sides were carved with ferocious images of gods and demons, and the middle of the box was a square Eight Trigrams Tai Chi Seal.
Gently blowing away the thick layer of dust on the lid of the box, Xiaowei's small hand pressed on the Eight Trigrams Tai Chi Seal, turning it left three times, then right six times. With a series of clicking sounds of gears turning, Xiaowei pressed down slightly.
With a crash, the bronze box opened on all sides, revealing a small bronze tomb in the middle, less than three inches in length and width.
Weiwei carefully took out the bronze tomb with both hands and handed it to Du Kang. Du Kang only felt that it was full of weight. The texture was as warm as jade and as cold as ice. Holding it in his palm, there seemed to be an invisible force attracting him to look at it.
"This is …" Looking at the bronze tomb in his palm, he saw a lotus flower out of water on one side, a flower, a leaf, and a white lotus root, rippling with the wind. Although it was just a rough carving, it was like an iron brush and a silver hook, which was natural.
Turning the bronze tomb over, it was a relief of a strange little man, dressed like a scholar, but carrying a long sword on his back. His left hand pointed to the sky, and the Buddha's Swastika appeared above his head. His right hand pointed to the ground, and the Eight Trigrams Tai Chi Diagram appeared under his seat.
"This … is strange. Why can't I see this person's face clearly?"
Rubbing his eyes hard, he found that it was not his eyesight, but he really couldn't see clearly. It was not that the carving was blurred, but it seemed to be blocked by a layer. It was just a blur, and he couldn't see it clearly.
Du Kang couldn't help but ask Weiwei beside him, "Sister Chu, what is this?"
"This is the man-machine of the Mausoleum of Three Secrets, which I got by accident on the top of Mount Huang a hundred years ago. It's always a great opportunity, but it's a pity that I'm not the Tribulation Taker, so I can't see the clues." Weiwei slowly walked with her hands behind her back.
"The reason why I found you was that on the day you appeared, the man-machine of the Mausoleum of Three Secrets acted strangely. A ray of light rushed out and showed the boundless mysteries of heaven."
"So, this thing is mine. Will it be awesome, like a cheat?" Du Kang couldn't help but start to fantasize again.
Weiwei shook her little head, "I don't know. The mysteries of heaven are unpredictable, and there are endless changes. Through this period of observation, I am sure that you are a good person, and this thing will not fall into the hands of bad people. I hope you can use it wisely."
"Okay."
Du Kang carefully put the Mausoleum of Three Secrets into his arms, which felt cold, although a little panicky.
Scratching the back of his head, Du Kang looked at the messy store in front of him, the broken shelves, and the trampled goods. His face suddenly fell, and he turned to look at Weiwei, "Sister Chu, how much money will we lose this time?"
"We are not short of money. Just arrange it, and come to me to get the money." After saying that, Weiwei ran to the second floor and hid in the bedroom. Du Kang smiled and didn't stop her.
Time was too short, and when Du Kang finished his work, it was already past four o 'clock in the afternoon. He rubbed his sore waist and looked at the brand-new convenience store. Finally, his efforts were not in vain.
He directly sat on the ground in front of the cashier, opened the bottle of Sprite, and drank a mouthful. Then he wiped the corner of his mouth, and suddenly giggled, "Haha … hahahaha …"