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CHAPTER XXIII "A Good Samaritan Is Not A Good Samaritan"

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scripture 1: 13, Shanxi Scripture 2: 8

Jing Mo stood there in a daze.

Jing Laotou's gaze was deep as he sized him up. His interest towards Jing Mo seemed to be greater than that of the three women from Jingjia Village who had suddenly died accidentally.

Fortunately, not long after, Jing Laotou suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Your grandmother is back."

Jing Mo anxiously turned his head, only to see the Old Lady Jing slowly walking back with a stooped body and a wrinkled face.

Jing Mo was overjoyed. Suddenly, his heart moved, and then he turned his head again, only to see that Jing Laotou had already walked in.

Jing Mo stood at the doorway, waiting anxiously. When the Old Lady Jing was still a few dozen meters away from the Jing Family's Mansion, Jing Mo walked over and grabbed onto his hand.

Jing Mo felt that Old Lady Jing's hands were ice-cold.

The Old Lady Jing looked at Jing Mo, signalling him not to speak. Jing Mo immediately understood, at the moment at the Jing Family's Mansion entrance, the fake Jing Laotou was probably hiding inside the door, eavesdropping on the grandfather and grandson duo's conversation.

The old and young immediately stopped talking and returned to the Jing Family's Mansion in silence.

When they reached home, Jing Mo went to do his homework while his grandmother cooked. During dinner, Jing Laotou sat on a chair, continuously picking up the dishes on the table with his chopsticks.

Jing Mo looked at Jing Laotou's posture as he ate, and the recognition in his heart increased by a few more points. Moreover, Grandfather would always chat about matters of learning with Jing Mo while he was eating. As they chatted while they were talking, grandfather had always stuffed the portion that he thought to be the most delicious into Jing Mo's bowl.

This fake Jing Laotou, however, continued to eat by himself.

The eyes of the Old Lady Jing sitting opposite to him flickered. She stared at Jing Laotou with a nervous expression.

Jing Laotou suddenly stopped and raised his head. He looked at Old Lady Jing and said with a gaze as sharp as lightning, "Old granny, why aren't you eating while watching me?"

Old Lady Jing tensed up, and after two seconds, she forced a smile on her face: "I'm thinking why did all three of my cards suddenly die?"

Jing Mo turned his face to look at the smile on Old Lady Jing's face and her heart chilled. "Why would Grandmother smile? Her three cards were dead, but there was no sadness on her face. Instead, she would reveal a faint smile. Why was that? "Although the smile disappeared in a flash …"

Jing Laotou replied snappily, "How would I know?" Then he lowered his head and started to eat again.

After a while, Jing Laotou finished his meal, he pushed the empty bowl that was still in his hands forward and said in a deep voice, "I'm going out for a while." He got up and left.

The expression on Old Lady Jing's face slowly froze, she turned her head, and listened attentively, until Jing Laotou's footsteps gradually disappeared in the distance. Only then did she turn her head, and looked at Jing Mo.

Jing Mo saw that the Old Lady Jing had a serious expression, as if he had something important to tell him. He put down the tableware and looked at Old Lady Jing.

Old Lady Jing gazed at Jing Mo for a minute before slowly saying: "In a while, Grandmother will go out and help Third Aunt Huo's family. You'll be home by yourself, don't go anywhere else."

Jing Mo was a little disappointed. He thought that Old Lady Jing had something important to say to him, but who knew that it would say such a thing?

Jing Mo said gloomily: "I know, Grandma." He then stood up and returned to his room to continue his homework.

After Old Lady Jing finished cleaning up, he stood up and lightly closed the courtyard door, and then heard the sound of locks falling.

A thought suddenly emerged in Jing Mo's mind, "At the moment, there's no one at home, why not go to the backyard yourself?"

His heart was moved, he immediately stood up and went to the First Court door, only to see the door shut tight, the door lock hanging high.

Jing Mo was discouraged. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that the lock on the door had been forcefully pulled open by Lee Yan. Even so, the door lock might be able to be opened easily.

Immediately, Jing Mo reached out and grabbed the door lock, and under the moonlight, he pulled forcefully, and the door lock was immediately pulled out by Jing Mo.

Jing Mo was overjoyed. He then gently turned the door lock, and easily removed the door knocker. Then, Jing Mo gently pushed the door open with his hands.

The door silently opened.

The moonlight shone on the dark coffin in the living room.

Jing Mo felt sad in his heart — — The body that laid inside the coffin was that of his grandfather, the one who went to the Yellow River to fish everyday and gave the most delicious fish head to Jing Mo to eat. And right now, he couldn't even do anything for his grandfather.

Jing Mo slowly walked over to the coffin and saw that its lid was also pitch black. Thinking that the lid was made by the extremely poisonous Arrow Poisonous Wood, indirectly causing Zhou Sen and Jiao Dahu's death, Jing Mo felt a sense of dread. However, the thought of seeing his grandfather's corpse far exceeded the fear in his heart.

Jing Mo looked around, only to see a candle that was half burnt on the table, and a cushion sitting on a chair beside the table.

The decorative design on the cushion was complex and beautiful, but because of the passage of time, the color of the cushion had already become somewhat dim.

Jing Mo thought: "Take this cushion and put it in your hands. Let's see if I can open the coffin. Then, Zhou Sen and Jiao Dahu might not be able to open it, maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe I can open it myself. "

Jing Mo still had the thought that he might be able to open the coffin. After all, he saw that Lee Yan could move the coffin's lid so easily.

Even though he was not a descendant of Mount Sect, didn't that Shitou Lee Yan say he also had some kind of Character in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers? Maybe he had some potential that he did not know about.

Jing Mo extended his hands and held the cushion in his hands, then walked in front of the coffin and placed the cushion on top of it. He then used his hands to place on top of the coffin lid and pushed forcefully, making the coffin not move.

Jing Mo's face immediately flushed red. After trying two more times, the coffin remained motionless.

Jing Mo thought shyly, "Looks like I'm still overthinking it. This coffin is too heavy, and it will be impossible to open it with just your own strength. After all, you are just a ten year old child, how could you be as talented as Lee Yan? "

A child like Lee Yan might not even appear within a million people!

Jing Mo took down the cushion from his seat and placed it back down. Just as he was about to sit down and rest, he thought that the cushion had been poisoned by the poison from the Arrow Poisonous Wood's coffin, so he decided not to sit on it. He sat on the other side of the cushion to rest, but suddenly, he heard a thump sound from the wall, as though something had landed on the ground.

Jing Mo was startled, then stood up and listened carefully. A man's voice was heard saying in a low voice: "Big Brother Guo, this is the Jing Family's Mansion, it's not wrong, you can come in —"

The sound came from the wall not far away from the courtyard. The wall was only a few tens of metres away from, and if he were to leave from here now, he would immediately be discovered by the person — Since the two of them were secretly climbing over the wall in the middle of the night, they were obviously plotting something …

It must be because of the endless treasures that were hidden in the Jing Family's Mansion courtyard —

It's just that Jing Mo knows, where is the treasure hidden in the Jing Family's Mansion? That was just a rumor spreading around the countryside.

When the villagers saw that the Jing Family's Mansion was flowing for dozens of rooms, only then did they hear a rumor like this.

Jing Mo knew that if he rushed out, if he was seen by the two of them, he would immediately be grabbed by them. At the very least, he would be injured, and at the most, killed — What should he do?

Jing Mo was momentarily at a loss.

After a while, another 'dong' sound was heard from within the courtyard. Another person had jumped in. The footsteps of two people slowly approached.

The footsteps came to a halt in front of the courtyard. After a few seconds, the sound of footsteps came from outside.

Jing Mo panicked, he looked around, only to see that in this hall, there was no place to hide, the sounds of footsteps were getting closer and closer, Jing Mo's eyes caught a glimpse of a crack at the bottom of the coffin that was 30cm tall, he immediately dropped to the ground and rolled over.