The four teammates had all left, and they were alone in the huge courtyard. When night fell, the moon and stars were scarce, the cold wind was blowing, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, as if something was peeking at them in the dark forest.

Picking up dead branches, stacking them in piles, Wanli Fengdao held a long sword, took out high-concentration alcohol from the backpack bar, sprinkled it on the pyre at will, and then took out the Swiss Army knife from his trouser pocket, and lit the pyre with the flint on the saber.

Players can have up to twenty items in their inventory slot, and the inventory does not overlap the equipment slot, so each slot in the inventory slot has to be carefully calculated, with high alcohol that can ignite fires and destroy corpses qualify for the inventory slot, while the fully functional Swiss Army Knife can be carried close to the body and does not occupy inventory slots.

When the flames rose, the light bloomed, and the warmth dispelled the cold, the fire reflected in the eyes of the Wanli Sealing Knife, and the stiff expression on his face eased a lot.

The crackling of the firewood muffled the sound of the wind and the slight moaning that came from outside the temple courtyard.

"Uh-uh-uh...."

I can hear this being a woman's moan, but it has nothing to do with the beautiful spring,

If I had to describe it, it was like a hoarse sound of despair when the throat was torn open and blood foamed out of the trachea.

It's very similar to the whimper of the coconut in "The Grudge".

Wanli Sealing Knife has performed many missions and has reached Lv5, and in order to detect danger in advance and facilitate self-protection, it deliberately stacks agility and perception attributes to 7 points.

Even though his ears were full of the sound of the wind and the cracking of firewood, he still heard a strange moan outside the temple for the first time.

Wanli Fengdao put the long sword in front of him, and was about to shout for his teammates to come and support, but he heard the moan quickly turn from light to sound, from far to near,

Click-

The bluestone floor tiles at the base of the wall are split in two, and the cracks in the stone slabs extend all the way from the root of the wall, like waves stirred up by the water surface during swimming, and they attack towards the sealing knife.

Before he could shout, he saw a pale and immaculate arm, like a long snake, burst out of the dirt under his feet, and savagely and rudely pushed open the stone slab.

The arm is two meters high, the big arm and the small arm are slender and narrow, not like a human shape, the five green jade fingers are round and jade, and the top nails are smeared with red Kodan made of impatiens petals, judging from the palm alone, it is more than enough to make a Taobao hand model.

The Wanli Sealing Knife is not hand-controlled, even if it is hand-controlled, seeing this snow-white arm as slender as a python suddenly appear in front of him, I am afraid that he will not be able to control it.

With the long sword in his hand, the murderous intent began, and the Wanli Sealing Knife swung the sword with a thunderous momentum, but saw the snow-white arm twisted and squirmed as if it had no bones, as if it had eyes, and easily dodged this sword.

Wanli Sealing Knife was about to raise his sword to fight back, but the weak and boneless arm struck with electricity, directly entangled the waist, arms, and throat of Wanli Sealing Knife, like a python strangling its prey, and slowly tightened it strongly and powerfully.

The plump and slippery palms of snow-white hands without any temperature buckled his face, teased his beard, and blocked his mouth and nose.

No glamorous, only fear.

In just a moment, Wanli Fengdao felt that his ribs were about to break, his eyes were bloodshot, and his oppressed lungs felt as if they were about to explode.

"Uh-"

He groaned hard, letting go of his sword with the last of his strength.

The long sword fell downward, and at the moment when it was about to fall to the ground, it was violently picked up by the tip of the Wanli Sealing Knife, and was finally held in his hand.

Wanli Sealing Knife held the long sword behind his back, and slammed into the dirt ground, the source of the snow-white arm.

The tip of the sword stabbed something, and scarlet blood seeped out of the dirt, only to hear a scream, and the snake-like arm quickly loosened its restraint and retracted into the earth.

Click, click-

Cracks appeared again in the bluestone slabs in the temple, and this time the cracks escaped in the direction of the outside of the temple.

The arm buried in the ground, trying to escape.

"Where to go?!"

A loud shout came from the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Xing Hechou, who was holding all kinds of scriptures in his hand, threw away the Buddhist scriptures, pulled out the bronze halberd, and jumped down from the front steps of the hall.

The bronze halberd suddenly burst into flames, slashed through the circular line of fire in the air, and slammed into the bluestone slab.

Rubble flew, dust flew, and another scream was heard from underground.

Master Huiyu, who followed closely behind Xing Hechou, was silent, the cloth shoes stepped on the ground, and the whole person jumped forward at the same time, the weak and petite skin and flesh swelled violently, instantly turning into a muscular hunk, and the oily tendon meat was comparable to Governor Arnold.

Rumble!

The fists of the muscular saint monk Hui Yu smashed on the ground like a piledriver, and the entire land appeared with tremor ripples visible to the naked eye, and the aftermath continued unabated, hitting the arm buried deep in the ground.

Click.

The sound of a clear fracture sounded, and the monk wanted to punch again, but found that the arm had escaped from the courtyard and jumped into the dense forest outside the temple.

"Ho ho ho cough

Wanli Fengdao stood bent over in place, the pain of suffocation made him cough uncontrollably, the fresh air has never been so lovely and charming.

"Are you alright?" Xing He's brows furrowed, and he patted Wanli Sealing Knife's back, and the Huiyu monk whose muscles in his body had returned to normal also walked back.

"I'm fine." Wanli Fengdao's face was red and blue for a while, and he was the second-highest ranking person in this team, and he almost died on this slender arm that knew how to escape in vain.

He barely straightened up, pulling his neckline to ease his breathing, and complained angrily: "Who said it's not dangerous for me to collect firewood alone? What about the one surnamed Li?! Where is he? ”

"What do you want me to do?"

On the west side of the courtyard, Li Ang, who was holding a wooden box, walked over leisurely, followed by Liu Wuxian, who was also holding a wooden box of the same style.

Wanli Fengdao slipped the long sword, and said with a gloomy face: "I said that I shouldn't act separately, do you know that I almost died?" ”

"Aren't you dead?" Li Ang pursed his lips and put down the wooden box in his hand, "That ghost can't even kill you, and now that we are all together, we can't kill us."

And now that we know its attack methods, it will be more targeted to prevent it later. ”

Wanli Fengdao's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he secretly wondered if this "companion" who pretended to be crazy and stupid had deliberately let him be attacked in the courtyard alone in order to obtain information about the enemy.

Li Ang ignored him, directly put down the wooden box in his hand, and jumped up the steps of the Daxiong Treasure Hall in three or two steps, picked up the pile of Buddhist scriptures that were dropped by Xing Hechou and others, and turned back to the fire.

"Lengyan Sutra", "Lotus Sutra", "Heart Sutra", "King Kong", "Lengga", "Northern Journey Collection", "Fengshan Collection", "Shanan Miscellaneous Records".... The scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Lonely Han Temple are no different from the ones that the little monk had read before. ”

Hui Yu saw Li Ang flipping through the Buddhist scriptures at will, clasped his palms together and said: "This is not an alternate world, it should be the ancient history of the real world, and it should be the Ming Dynasty at the latest." ”

"During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty." Li Ang casually added, "To be precise, it is the fifteenth year of Jiajing, and the cadre branch is Bingshen, which is 1536 A.D. according to the calendar of later generations." ”

"How do you know?" Xing Hechou asked.

"Look at the ledger." Li Ang pointed to the wooden box under his feet, "This box contains the accounts of the Lonely Han Temple, recorded by the Daozhi abbot of the Lonely Han Temple. The final content of the account is a list of the tenant rents paid in the eastern villages, the monks' property Buddha fields,

The last date was in 1533, in the third month of the first year of the first year. If you go back three years, it's 1536. ”

Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty...

Xing Hechou and Wanli Fengdao are a little dazed, although they have both received compulsory education, the latter is still a post-90s university monk who is like a fake, but he is really quite numb to history.

Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty is not as famous as the Jianyuan of the Han Dynasty and Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, nor is it like the Qing Dynasty, and there are old and young people who are willing to invest in braiding dramas in later generations.

They really don't understand this history, and it's quite good to be able to name Wang Shouren, Qi Jiguang, Hai Rui and others, not to mention the Renyin Palace Revolution and the Gengxu Rebellion.

Seeing Xing Hechou and Wanlifengdao's blank expressions, Li Ang showed a honey smile on his face,

He sat down on the ground, put all kinds of books in front of him, and held up a bill by the fire, and began to read.

"What are you doing?" Wanli Fengdao was dumbfounded and said, "Shouldn't we sit around and watch out for ghost attacks?" ”

"Just watch out, I'll take a look at the past bills of the Lonely Han Temple first." Li Ang said leisurely: "The ghost has already attacked once just now, and it has been hit hard, so it is estimated that there will be no more action in a short period of time." ”

After that, Li Ang began to look at the account book at a glance and ten lines, flipped through it very quickly, and at the same time picked up a Buddhist scripture and threw it to Hui Yu, "Hey, Master Hui Yu, you can also take a look, this is an ancient book of Buddhism from five hundred years ago, and it is usually placed in the museum." ”

Hui Yu smiled bitterly and took the scriptures, and sat down with them.

Leon looked at the ledger and read it aloud.

"Renchen pays the national tax on the imperial grain... Water foot money .... Car foot money... Mouth money... The treasury checks the money... Pu Basket Money... Bamboo basket money..."

"In March of the year of the year of the Lunar New Year, the tenants were liquidated... 25 stone and 5 buckets of rent collection valley, 11 stone and 3 buckets of profit valley, 2 stone and 5 buckets of borrowed principal and interest shares...."

“.... The loan is 20 taels with Gong 13, a bookseller in Longyou, and Chen Zheng is a guarantee, and the interest is two per year..."

The sound of Li Ang's reading book was like a magic sound, which made Xing Hechou feel that his brain was muddy, and he would rather find a ghost to fight with him for 300 rounds than listen to these inexplicable things.

"Can you stop reading it?" Wanli Sealing Knife couldn't help but say.

"Flowers will wither, grass will wither, people will lie, clues will be lost, but the numbers on the ledger will not deceive. No matter how clever and whitewashed the bookkeeper is, the real problem will be exposed through a simple numbers game.

The sooner I read these bills, the sooner I can spot the anomalies in the Lonely Han Temple and find out why the ghosts haunt it. ”

Li Ang shook the account book and said casually: "These account books of the Lonely Han Temple are based on the original Longmen account bookkeeping method.

That is, all accounts are divided into four categories: 'income' (income), 'payment' (expenditure), 'deposit' (assets), and 'the' (liabilities).

The balance method of 'income-payment = deposit-the-the' is used for accounting, the general ledger is set up for classification and recording, the income statement (income statement) and the deposit statement (liability statement) are prepared, and the profit and loss are calculated according to the double regulations.

This method of bookkeeping is also called Helongmen. ”

Li Ang glanced at his teammates, "It sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple to calculate, do you have any majors in business administration?" Can you reconcile the accounts with me? ”

“.....”

God is special in business administration.

Xing Hechou and Wanli Sealing Knife glanced at each other, and their eyes revealed the meaning of egg pain and chrysanthemum tightness.

The training of field personnel of the Special Affairs Bureau is mainly how to deal with demons and monsters, and where will they take cultural courses like now?

Liu Wuxian sat beside Li Ang, picked up the account book, and slowly flipped through it, as if he could understand those condescending Chinese and the cumbersome accounts arranged vertically.

Moreover, she did not read the account book word by word, but translated classical Chinese on the spot, and directly rearranged the accounts with modern bookkeeping methods.

The principal interest rate lent to tenant farmers, landlords, and merchants by the Changsheng Treasury of Guhan Temple, the sum of principal and interest, compound interest, annualized interest, and interest on the profit....

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liu Wuxian, "You understand?" ”

Liu Wuxian said expressionlessly, "MSc, MBA." ”

Yo, Master of Science, Master of Business Administration, high-end talents.

Li Ang nodded and began to verbally reconcile with Liu Wuxian,

The two of them seem to be talking about each other, you say a word, I say a word, I can hear Xing Hechou and Wanli sealing the knife and want to die,

In the back, Li Ang and Liu Wuxi, who cooperated tacitly, simply reported to each other a series of inexplicable nouns and numbers.

What is the cashier, deposit, inventory, purchase, sale and inventory, management fee, fixed asset details, intangible assets details, and liability details of Guhan Temple in the past few years....

Soon, nearly an hour passed, and Li Ang and Liu Wuxian finally went through the entire two large boxes of all the ledgers of the Lonely Han Temple in the past ten years.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

Leon tapped the cover of the account book with his knuckles, and laughed meaninglessly,

Liu Wuxian frowned slightly, and his cold and pretty face was shrouded in a layer of unhappiness.

Xing Hechou, who had never thought that an hour could be so long, took a deep breath and asked Li Ang, "What did you find?" ”

"Blind spots."

Li Ang said quietly: "I think, I guessed the identity of the female ghost with the arm just now. ”