Shizheng of Tibetan Scriptures from 1 to 38


    When Jing Mo first saw Jing Yuanyang before this, he felt an indescribable fear from the bottom of his heart, which slowly surfaced once again — —


    Although he did not know what Jing Yuanyang wanted to do, this Jing Family''s Mansion only contained him and Jing Yuanyang.''s intuition told him that Jing Yuanyang had to deal with him!


    Jing Yuanyang must have done something in the dead of night, but he did not know what it was.


    Was Jing Yuanyang a good person or a bad person?


    Was what he had said true?


    "..."


    Jing Mo lowered his head and looked inside the coffin, he realized that the boy who looked like him, had a chest that moved up and down, he seemed to be alive.


    Jing Mo''s heart trembled again. Swallowing his saliva and suppressing his heartbeat, Jing Mo slowly extended a hand out and gently probed the youth''s nose.


    Jing Mo''s finger went to the tip of the youth''s nose and froze for a moment. He then felt a weak breath and immediately retracted his hand. At that moment, he was certain that the youth in front of him was alive.


    Jing Mo''s heart was thumping hard.


    Looking around the coffin, he found that there was indeed a hole under it. — — This coffin had a hole in it to prevent the person inside from suffocating to death. — — But when did this hole come out? Before Old Lady Jing disappeared, or after?


    The teenager inside the coffin was the same as Jing Mo, he was also dressed in black. Even the shoes on his feet had the same brand as Jing Mo.


    The more Jing Mo saw, the more he was afraid, he anxiously pushed the coffin lid back to its original position, then turned and left the hall, just as before locking the courtyard door, and then tiptoeing out of the First Court, and into his own room.


    He lived in the east room of the front yard, while Jing Yuanyang lived in the west room.


    Lying on the bed, Jing Mo''s heart still felt cold.


    What was the purpose of finding someone who was identical to him and then hiding them in a coffin?


    Who could have done all this?


    Is it Jing Yuanyang?


    What did Jing Yuanyang do this for? Could it also be for the secrets within the Jing Family''s Mansion?


    But after Jing Yuanhsing died, wasn''t this Jing Family''s Mansion already in his control?


    He had spent so much effort, could it be that he had other intentions?


    "..."


    ~ If he did not think about this, he might not even be able to sleep soundly in the past few days, even after drinking Jing Yuanyang''s milk, which would make people feel sleepy, he would not be able to.


    When he thought about Jing Yuanyang, Jing Mo immediately stood up and thought in his heart: "Oh no, oh no, I can''t be this impatient myself. After all, if that Jing Yuanyang really wants to deal with me, then he''s an old cunning fox; I can''t let him find out that I know the secret behind the coffin.


    With that thought, Jing Mo''s mind became much clearer. He walked to the second courtyard and continued to read.


    However, his eyes were fixated on the ancient books, his mind was thinking about who was the one secretly plotting against him, was it the fake Jing Yuanyang?


    "..."


    As Jing Mo was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. He could not help but shiver in fear. He hurriedly pretended to continue reading, pretending to be unaware of what was going on.


    He only felt the eyes behind him staring at him, for exactly three minutes, before he coughed and walked in front of Jing Mo, saying: "Rest for a while, Wu Kou."


    Only then did Jing Mo turn around and speak to Jing Yuanyang who was behind him, "Big Grandpa, I''m not tired yet."


    Jing Yuanyang sized Jing Mo up a few times, then laughed: "Have you had any gains these past few days?"


    Jing Mo''s heart stirred. He knew that Jing Yuanyang must have wanted to know if there was anything useful that he could find in the Ancient Book Collection Vault. An instant later, Jing Mo reacted: "Great Grandfather, these books are too hard to read, there are many that I don''t understand. I am only following what you said, write them down — —"


    Jing Yuanyang looked at Jing Mo, and thoughtfully nodded: "Very good, very good. Good child, let''s go eat. Today, grandpa brought you your favorite dish, Chop Pepper Fish Head. "


    "..."


    During dinner, Jing Yuanyang was still constantly observing Jing Mo, but Jing Mo pretended not to know anything.


    After dinner, as usual, there was a glass of milk.


    Jing Mo took a sip, then said to Jing Yuanyang: "Big Grandpa, I ate too much today, and I can''t drink that much today. I''ll take it back to my room, and we''ll drink again later."


    Jing Yuanyang rolled his eyes, then said: "Alright, remember, I''ll drink it later."


    Jing Mo nodded and took the cup of milk and returned to the east room. After entering the house, after 10 minutes, he quietly stood up and poured the cup of milk into the innermost part of the bed. He then placed the cup of milk on the table beside him and laid on the bed, pretending to sleep.


    He was focused on listening to Jing Yuanyang''s movements in the house on the other side. He could only hear Jing Yuanyang slowly cleaning up the tableware before walking into the living room. After a few sounds of "hee hee hee hee", there was the sound of "pa da" and "smoke".


    Jing Yuanyang had a smoke bag, and from time to time, he would roll some dry smoke to smoke.


    After a while, the sky slowly turned dark, Jing Yuanyang stood up and walked into Jing Mo''s room, Jing Mo closed his eyes and pretended to snore, Jing Yuanyang walked to the bed and looked at Jing Mo, then walked to the table, looked at the cup of milk, a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly walked out.


    Following that, Jing Mo heard Jing Yuanyang''s footsteps as he slowly walked toward the First Court behind the courtyard.


    Jing Mo muttered in his heart, should I follow along now and see if this Jing Yuanyang is messing things up? It was just that his steps were heavy, so when he landed, there would inevitably be a sound. Jing Yuanyang had trained in martial arts before, if he got too close, it would be difficult for Jing Yuanyang to detect him.


    What should he do?


    What should he do?


    After thinking about it, suddenly, a light flashed in his mind. Since there was a type of hard school martial arts called Armor Break Technique in the ancient books in Jing Family''s Mansion, then was there any other light body type martial arts that could hide?


    With a thought, he immediately searched his mind for those ancient books he had seen in the past few days — —


    Suddenly, Jing Mo remembered that when he was reading in the fourth month, he saw a dark yellow book.


    The title page of the book had the word "Gui Cang" written on it. The next line was written with the words, "Unravel Hidden Scripture: One Source of Origin".


    Behind it were dozens of pages of ancient text. At the bottom of the ancient text, there was a note written in calligraphy.


    At that time, Jing Mo had also skimmed through the lines one by one, and had never studied the profound meanings behind it before. However, he suddenly recalled that one of the words seemed to be related to the martial arts of concealment.