Ouyang Ping closed the diary and handed it to the woman's hand: "What did you determine the time based on?" ”

"I heard the alarm of the janitor of the pickle factory, lit the light and looked at my watch, and the time was around eleven o'clock."

"Can you hear the sound of Master Gao's alarm clock in the meditation room?"

"The only thing I was not satisfied with when I lived in the Ma Po Po Nunnery was the sound of the alarm clock of the janitor of the pickle factory, which rang ten times every night, from nine o'clock to six o'clock the next morning. I didn't get used to it at first, but then I got used to it. ”

"The second thing you said was-?"

"Look at the diary—here—" The woman flipped the diary to one of the pages and handed it to Ouyang Ping's hand. ”

Ouyang Ping and Guo Lao read it carefully:

On July 30, the weather was fine.

Last night, I slept well, I slept upstairs at about nine o'clock, and there was nothing wrong all night. Curiously, before going to bed, the woman neither washed the man's feet, nor trimmed and polished the man's toenails. In the past, every night, women had to wash men's feet and trim their toenails.

Ouyang Ping and Guo Lao also felt very strange.

"On the night of the 29th of July, the woman did not wash the man's feet and trim his toenails, and what happened after that?"

"After that, until they left the Ma Po Nunnery, I never heard a woman wash a man's feet or trim and polish his toenails."

Ouyang Ping frowned, he couldn't figure it out. What's the mystery here?

Bidding farewell to Master Huiping and the woman, Ouyang Ping and his entourage walked to the big wooden boat.

The bottom of the large wooden boat is facing upwards, and the hull is supported by two wooden shelves fixed to the boat, and several iron rings are fixed to the wooden shelves, which are used to tie the ropes.

The bow and stern of the large wooden boat were each fastened with a finger-thick iron ring, on which was tied a chain seven or eight meters long, and the other end of the two iron chains was joined together and wrapped around the trunk of a tree, and a large iron lock was locked on the chain.

"Master Gao, could you please recall carefully, on the night of July 28th, when you got up to look at the boat, did you find anything unusual?"

"I can't remember what day it was, but every hour I would go up to the dock to see it, and as long as the boat was still there, I went to sleep in peace. No anomalies were found. Because of the alarm clock, I didn't worry about sleeping out of time, so as soon as I put my head on the pillow, I fell asleep quickly - and I slept so deeply that I couldn't hear anything other than the sound of the alarm clock. However, there is one thing that I can say, that is, I don't know whether to talk about it or not. ”

"Gao Defeng, you say it quickly."

"Director Zhen, I also told you about this matter."

"Don't beat around the bush, talk about it."

"You're too busy to take my words seriously," Gao Defeng said, walking toward the east wall, "and I told you one day that a few tiles had fallen off the wall, and you said you would send someone to repair it when you were free." ”

Director Zhen patted his head: "I remember, there is such a thing." ”

Gao Defeng walked up to a ginkgo tree and stopped: "Look—"

Earlier, the author once explained that the wall of the pickle factory is more special, and the blue brick wall is the top of the small palace.

Everyone looked in the direction of Gao Defeng's finger, and the small black tiles on the wall did fall three pieces, and where the tiles fell, there were a few traces of rain on the wall, and there were a few broken tiles on the ground.