Fortunately, Nishijou Kurenai moved swiftly. She catapulted off of Beichuan Si's shoulder, while still linked to him by a chain of good thoughts.

She nimbly caught the phone flying through the air and then her doll-like body hung suspended just one centimeter above the surface of the lake.

Flailing her two little round legs in mid-air, she was relieved to see that the phone hadn't dropped, and the doll hugging the phone also let out a sigh of relief.

But with that relief, Nishijou Kurenai's round little face deflated as she had been holding her breath...

"Well done, Kelian."

Beichuan Si praised Nishijou Kurenai and then turned his head to look at the resentful spirit that had emerged from the shadows.

This resentful spirit was wearing a priest robe, with a mouth opened wide enough to fit the size of Beichuan Si's head, looking very ferocious and terrifying.

At that moment, it opened that huge mouth wide and let out a horrifying howl at Beichuan Si.

The appearance was full of a terrifying sense, a single glance was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

And then—

Boom!!!!

Beichuan Si did not hesitate, he leaped up and smashed the resentful spirit's head with his hammer.

Its head exploded like a watermelon crushed by a truck, its rich contents splattering all over Beichuan Si, on his face.

In such a circumstance, Beichuan Si simply stretched out his hand, expressionlessly wiped the dark blood plasma from his face, and swung his hammer once more—

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The ground trembled, wood chips flew, and the resentful spirit on the ground went from convulsing limbs to a pool of blood sauce, unrecognizable from its human form just moments before.

Under these conditions, Beichuan Si extended his hand forward.

Ghostly blue flames rose in his palm.

This was precisely the Shenzhu Village's stationary fire.

Beichuan Si unhesitatingly sprinkled the handful of stationary fire in his hand.

Boom!!!

The stationary fire met the remaining vengeful thoughts and roared into flame.

Watching the dark resentment gradually evaporate, Beichuan Si also turned around, pulled Nishijou Kurenai up, and took the phone she handed over.

The phone appeared to be unharmed.

With this result, Beichuan Si nodded in satisfaction, petted Nishijou Kurenai's head, then turned back to sprinkle more stationary fire over the remains of the resentful spirit before heading towards the temple ahead.

'Moon Ghost Ritual Hall.'

The succinct name lingered on the plaque above.

Beichuan Si grasped Jian Ding firmly, pushed the doors open, and slowly stepped into the hall.

In his hands, the effect of Jian Ding's spirit storage had been activated, capable of cleaving in two anything that sprung out of the darkness.

But under his vision of death, no resentful spirits were visible inside the Ritual Hall.

Hanging above his head were layers of linked paper streamers, white '之' shaped talismans connected to these streamers, densely suspended in the air.

In front of Beichuan Si was an ancient, weathered altar table, on which a pristine document was enshrined, instilling a solemn and august presence.

"What's that...?"

Beichuan Si's gaze flashed, and without any hesitation, he walked forward and reached out to grab the round scroll on offer.

But before his palm could touch the document, a call sounded from behind him.

"Only the Four Directions Clan may touch the Moon Ghost Document."

Beichuan Si instinctively looked back.

He saw several tattered, pale figures wearing ghastly masks, lunging directly at him.

But—

That was all they did, merely lunging.

Beichuan Si stood his ground, not dodging, and the tattered shadows passed through his body and disappeared.

These were afterimages left by the priests, merely shadows containing the thought of 'guarding the document.'

Therefore, they could not harm others.

Beichuan Si turned and picked up the round scroll document.

After casually untying the rope, he turned his attention to it.

'Moon Ghost Document (Part One)'

'The souls of humans come from the moon, and the moon is their final resting place after death.'

'The moon is the place closest to the Yellow Springs; it connects to the Yellow Springs, so Moon Ghost Lake, reflecting the phases of the moon, is also the place closest to the Yellow Springs.'

'During Waning Moon Time, the restless spirits within Moon Ghost Lake must be subdued using the Four Directions Shrine.'

'The Four Directions Shrine must not be moved rashly.'

'The Four Directions Shrine must not be moved rashly.'

'The Four Directions Shrine must not be moved rashly.'

'When necessary, the Four Directions Shrine should be sunk to sever the connection between the mortal world and the hidden world.'

'After sinking the Four Directions Shrine, one should take the Moon Obscuring Mirror and the Moon Gazing Mirror and quickly leave the site. Leave behind the hope of the Four Directions Family.'

The document clearly recorded these words.

After Beichuan Si finished reading this brief document, he also flicked his finger.

It seemed that in the understanding of the Four Directions Family, the human soul came from the moon, and the moon was also the final resting place after death.

In other words, the moon above was the bridge connecting this world to that world.

Only by harnessing the power of the moonlight could the spirits within Moon Ghost Lake be suppressed.

And those three lines repeatedly stating 'The Four Directions Shrine must not be moved rashly' emphasized the importance of the Four Directions Shrine.

Beichuan Si stroked his chin.

The following words were also easy to understand.

According to Four Directions Huixue's explanation, the Moon Obscuring Mirror was a vital spiritual tool to open the barrier of the Four Directions Shrine, while the Moon Gazing Mirror was essential to restart the Four Directions Shrine.

The two were inseparable.

But... was it really as Four Directions Huixue had said?

The Moon Obscuring Mirror and the Moon Gazing Mirror... were they really just simple tools for opening the barrier of the Four Directions Shrine and restarting the Four Directions Shrine?

Beichuan Si instinctively felt that something was not right here.

Moreover, the 'Moon Ghost Document' Volume One recorded too little, its contents instead gave the impression of being surreptitious.

It seemed that to uncover the secrets within, further investigation was necessary.

Beichuan Si placed the first volume of the Moon Ghost Document into his backpack, and after one more check to confirm there was nothing else of value in the Moon Ghost Ritual Hall, he decisively left.

Leaving the Moon Ghost Ritual Hall, Beichuan Si stood again at the entrance.

He faced a choice.

The wooden path divided to the left and the right, the left leading to a stretch of shrine buildings to the left, and the right leading to a small, solitary shrine floating on the water's surface.

Which side to investigate first... that was the question.

As Beichuan Si contemplated, Magong Yongshi, who was concealed within the Shinra Bell, spoke:

"Mr. Temple, I feel there's something concealed inside the shrine to the right... It has the same aura of resentment as the letter you picked up earlier in the wooden cage prison."

"The same aura of resentment?"

Beichuan Si's expression shifted slightly.

He had initially thought that the blood-stained letter from the man he had picked up earlier had no follow-up, but now it seemed... things were not so simple.

Beichuan Si pondered for a moment and made a decision, "...Let's go."

After all, the shrine to the right was just a minor hall, and visiting it for investigation shouldn't take much time.

That's what Beichuan Si thought.

And it's what he did.

He quickly approached the shrine, then reached out and gently pushed the door.

Like earlier, this small hall was unguarded; Beichuan Si easily pushed the door open.

He raised the flashlight in his hand.

Under the beam of vertical light, the items in the hall came into Beichuan Si's view.

"These are... prayer tablets?" Beichuan Si squinted his eyes.

Indeed, in this shrine stood four short vermillion pillars, on which hung numerous prayer tablets.

Prayer tablets, in Japan, are a way of praying. One writes their wishes on a small wooden tablet, praying for divine protection.

But Beichuan Si hadn't expected to find such a place of prayer beside the ritual hall.

And judging by the shapes and colors of the prayer tablets hanging on the vermillion pillars... these should all be related to marriage.

Looking at the number of prayer tablets, Beichuan Si couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

To find the prayer tablet left by the man from the wooden cage prison amidst such a horrifying number would undoubtedly take a great deal of time.

He turned to look at the Shinra Bell, but before he could speak, Magong Yongshi had already gently hinted:

"The second pillar to the deep right, count ten from the top... that should be it."

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