"It can't be a mistake!" Zhao Yu said with confidence. "What the robbers want were these Buddhist scriptures!"
"Why?" Liang Huan was confused. "What do you mean by they were looking for these Buddhist scriptures?"
"I don't know!" Zhao Yu pointed at the slab of stone at the bottom of the pond and said, "Take a look, the lotus pond is so murky. Technically speaking, the stones should be covered in mud! But the Buddhist scriptures on the slab stones are so clean and clear. Obviously, someone wiped it off!"
"Oh… This was done by the robbers!" The chief let out a sigh of relief. "But why?"
"The lotus pond is a real historical place, right?" Zhao Yu asked, "Are these Buddhist scriptures authentic from the Ming Dynasty, a few centuries back?"
