The comrades knocked on the door twice before knocking on the door of the Mingchen Temple, it is no wonder that after nightfall, the Buddhas are not working externally, so the door of the temple is not open to the outside at night, since the comrades entered the Mingchen Temple, the temple had to change the old yellow calendar.

The door was opened by an elderly nun. The old nun didn't say anything, she let the five people into the nunnery, closed the door, plugged in the door, and walked into the gatehouse—there was a gatehouse on the right side of the nunnery, and the old nun was supposed to be the gatekeeper.

The group went directly to the Tibetan Scripture Hall.

The arrival of the comrades alarmed Master Chen, who was sleeping.

Everyone didn't want to alarm the craftsmen, and the sound of walking was low.

Master Chen walked up to Chen Jie, and the comrades visited the Tibetan Scripture Hall twice, and Master Chen already had a premonition.

"Master Chen, last night, since we left, has anyone ever entered this meditation room?" Chen Jie pointed to the third Zen room - what Ouyang Ping was worried about was exactly what Chen Jie was worried about.

"No, but—" Master Chen spoke in a low voice.

"Master Chen, please speak." Ouyang Ping walked over to Master Chen.

While speaking, several people had already walked to the door of the third meditation room.

"Last night, I always felt a sound in this meditation room—very quiet, but if you listen closely, you can still hear it."

"Is the door to the meditation room locked all the time?"

"It's been locked all the time."

"What did you hear?"

"I can't say, there must be a sound, squirming, like the sound of a brick, and like the sound of ramming the foundation, intermittently, from time to time, what the sound is, I can't say."

"Is the sound coming from inside this meditation room?"

"It should come from this meditation room, I have always been very alert when I sleep at night, last night, after I heard the sound, I got up from the bed, walked to the window of this meditation room and listened, but the sound was gone, I squatted under the window for a while, and saw that there was no sound, so I went back to sleep."

"After that, is there any sound?"

"There was a sound after that, but it was much quieter than before."

"When you squatted out of the window, was there a lock on the door?" Ouyang Ping has been paying attention to the problem of locks.

"There is a lock, I looked at the lock, I wondered, the door is locked, how can there be a sound in the meditation room?"

"Master Qian, please open the lock."

Master Qian walked to the door and took out an iron ring-like thing from the black leather bag, and there were six things like the head of a screwdriver distributed around the ring - this thing like the head of a screwdriver should be the key to unlocking the lock.

Zuo Xiangdong took the leather bag in Master Qian's hand.

Chen Jie aimed the light of the flashlight at the keyhole.

Master Qian inserted one of the keys into the keyhole, moved down the mountain, turned left and right, the lock did not respond at all, Master Qian changed two more keys, and when the third key was changed, the lock was finally opened.

Chen Jie slowly pushed the door open, and while pushing the door, everyone listened to the sound of the rat fleeing in a hurry.

In the process of unlocking, everyone held their breath.

Ouyang Ping motioned for the others to stand outside the meditation room, and he and Chen Jie slowly pushed open the door, and then walked in—the two of them only took a step or two—and the deep intervention would destroy some important traces.