"I went out too late last night. Not long after I left, there was a strange phenomenon at the pagoda."
Jiu Fenghai coughed lightly and said with some embarrassment: "It's better that I go out to investigate the information tonight."
"I'll go with you."
Xia Jun said: "Judging from the reactions of those monks, the situation last night must have been serious. The accident that destroyed the Jialan Sect could happen at any time.
I don’t want to sit around and wait for death.”
Jiu Fenghai frowned slightly, "After last night's accident, those monks will definitely strengthen their defenses. It is easier to be discovered when two people go out..."
"Netherworld Talisman,"
Xia Jun interrupted: "I have two Nether Travel Talisman written by a Talisman Master. They can pass through walls, escape from the ground, and fly into the air."
Are there any talismans?
Jiu Fenghai raised his eyebrows and remembered that the other party was King Wu of Zhou after all. It was not unusual for him to have one or two life-saving props on his body, not to mention that the Nether Travel Talisman could be used in the final trial, so he immediately agreed.
"Tsk."
Seeing the two discussing the night investigation, Sui Yi smacked his lips and couldn't help but ask Li Ang, "Xiao Ang, when will my hand injury heal?"
What is Xiao Ang’s name?
Li Ang complained silently in his heart, brushed his palms through the bushes, and caught a few flying insects at random, "It will take a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, senior sister, just be calm."
"How can you stay calm?"
Sui Yi rolled his eyes, "There is a mountain guarding formation outside and I can't get out, and I know that my death is coming. It's a ghost if I can feel at ease. Speaking of which, why don't you panic at all? Aren't you worried that you are trapped in this era?
?"
"Because there's no point in worrying."
Li Ang said casually: "It's impossible for me to worry about it for a while and the problem will be solved, right? Besides, I don't think there is a possibility of being 'stuck in this era'."
"Huh?"
Sui Yi was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"If we really stayed in the late Sui Dynasty and could not go back, then our names should exist in history.
For example, Emperor Gaozu Yu, the capable advisors and ministers around Emperor Taizu Yu, or the doctors from the academy—I don’t think our membership is nameless and submerged in the long river of history.”
Li Ang said lightly: "Since it is not in the history books, there are only two possibilities.
1. We successfully returned to the Yu Kingdom three hundred years later.
Second, we died directly in the Jialan Sect ruins.
There is no third possibility."
When Sui Yi heard this, he held down the hilt of his sword and remained silent.
Swipe.
Li Ang casually threw the flying insect into the bush, and his mind was racing with thoughts. In fact, he did not tell Sui Yi completely the truth, because there was another possibility.
This is a parallel world.
‘If I carve some specious predictions about the future on dozens of solid stone slabs, I also instruct them to stop Yu Li’s academic exchanges for more than 300 years, and then bury the slabs one or two meters underground in Lingtai Mountain.
So according to the normal historical trajectory, the ancient archaeology team of the Academy two hundred years later should be able to find a large number of stone slabs.
They will be shocked by the content on the slate and stop this academic exchange from happening in advance.
Then I would not have come to Lingtai Mountain, nor would I have been able to bury the stone slabs.
Therefore, this is a time paradox.’
Li Ang rubbed the bridge of his nose. He originally thought that he had read so many books in the Academy Library and had a deep enough understanding of aliens.
But now it seems that the motto taught by the doctors is really correct - never use human reason to try to understand mutations.
We can only place our hope on Mo Si...
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It was late at night, but there were still monks carrying lanterns in the courtyard of the wing, patrolling back and forth non-stop.
Perhaps knowing that the claims of landslides would not convince the public, the Jialan Sect simply asked monks to patrol at night, and placed horizontal wooden door bolts inside and outside the pilgrims' rooms to prevent people from going out at night.
However, such tricks cannot stop practitioners.
Xia Jun took out two talismans with iron paintings and silver hooks from his arms, took a deep breath, threw one to Jiu Fenghai, and opened the talismans with a pained expression.
The two figures quickly dimmed and faded, like shadows on a paper window, leaving only vague outlines.
They nodded to the others, walked through the wall, and stood side by side in the darkness of the alley.
"Where to go?"
"The Great Hall."
The two of them made no sound, gliding close to the shadows.
Li Ang, who was leaning against the window, also flicked his fingers in the darkness, waking up the mosquitoes in the distance.
The fifth stage of Mosi can parasitize small creatures and control them remotely like a puppet.
Now is the best time to test this new ability.
Buzz——
In the bushes, more than ten mosquitoes were flying in different directions.
Some were heading towards the Pagoda, some were heading towards the Sutra Pavilion, the Main Hall, and some were heading towards the Prison Court.
What is the fastest way to learn about Jialan Sect?
In addition to kidnapping the abbot, tortured by the abbot, or rushing into the pagoda,
Just check the prison records.
The supervisor is the general manager of the temple and manages all matters in the temple. Whether it is the discipline of monks or donations from pilgrims, a record must be kept in the supervisor's office.
Li Ang controlled the mosquitoes, avoided the old monk who was already sleeping in the prison, and flew into the warehouse behind the prison. He was immediately stunned.
I saw thirty large bookshelves placed in the room, each shelf filled with scroll-shaped books.
There are more wooden boxes in the corner, and scrolls are also stacked in each box.
‘There are five prisons in the Jialan Sect, and this is just one of them. To find clues, you have to find the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon.’
Li Ang complained crazily in his heart, controlled mosquitoes to get into the book, quickly checked it, and soon discovered the clues.
"Monk records only account for a small part of the records, and more of them are account books."
The Jialan Sect's bank business has spread all over the world, and it can be said to be as rich as any country. Its wealth includes business names, land, temples, wine shops, pharmacies, spices, textiles...
Of the massive wealth, only 30% will end up here at the Jialan Sect headquarters.
The remaining 70% is used to distribute pocket money to monks in various temples and maintain the operation of temple banks.
They also have to spend a lot of money to hold Dharma gatherings, provide food and drink, and maintain their influence among the people.
In addition, you have to use money to eliminate disasters and give gifts to officials at all levels of the court and other practicing sects to avoid getting into trouble.
Countless favors and money transactions make the list of ledgers extremely voluminous.
However, there are not as many paper records stored in the prison as expected.
And it can only be traced back to three years ago at the earliest.
"With such a complex interest network, even if we bring in four to five hundred skilled accountants and actuaries, they may not be able to sort it out.
How did Jialan Sect figure it out with only a few dozen people?
And why are there only records within three years? Are all the records from three years ago discarded?"
Li Ang was thinking hard and suddenly thought of something.
The beetle fairy.
This rare and rare monster will be used in the academy three hundred years later as a huge backup library, a browser, and a paper plagiarism check tool.
If the Jialan Sect wants to figure out the bill, it has to rely on the Immortal Beetle.
Li Ang immediately controlled the mosquitoes, searched the warehouse more carefully, and finally found a fat insect that resembled a silkworm baby in the mezzanine of a bookshelf.
This chapter has been completed!