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Chapter 43 Peeping

Going to Huaiyuan Temple, I chose to go around the wooden pagoda and borrow it from the young monk at the back door.

Walking through the forest from the wooden pagoda, you can see two unicorns standing majestically in the distance. Even though they are from the back, they are still much stronger than the main entrance of Wufeng Temple. As you get closer, you feel something strange. Usually this back entrance

There aren't many people, so why are there so many more pumpkin guards?

He stood on tiptoe and looked around, wanting to turn back to the front door. He thought that since the back door was like this, the front door must be even more formidable. But he was unwilling to go back, so he calmed down and walked over. After a few steps, he was stopped by the guard, who looked him up and down.

Ask: "What for?"

"Master Wu Feng'an asked Huaiyuan Temple to borrow something." He lowered his eyelids expressionlessly.

Seeing that I was quite pretty, the guard joked maliciously: "What can I borrow? Maybe my brother has it here."

"Really? A human head? Do you have one too?" She met his eyes arrogantly and said coldly: "You even dare to tease a nun. Do you want to move your head?"

Obviously he was stunned by the sharpness in my eyes. After a while, he shook his armor and said seriously: "Bold thief! The Queen Mother and Concubine Jin are here to pray for blessings. No one is allowed to step into Huaiyuan Temple! Violators will be killed!"

"I am a monk. This monk can enter, why can't I?" Take a step forward and confront him resolutely.

"If you want to enter, you must be the soul of someone killed by my sword before you enter!" The guard showed murderous intent on his face.

"Hmph! How dare you!" He took another step forward and when he saw my momentum, he took a step back in shock.

"Let her in!" Qinan stood next to Qilin, his cassock was dazzling with golden light, and the cold air was filled with warm sunshine. He didn't even look at the guard. When he passed by, he deliberately stepped on his foot hard.

It's hard to tell the purpose of coming by walking towards the foot.

"Please come in, the poor monk just has something to say." Qi Nan said with a kind smile. He nodded and followed Qi Nan silently.

After walking a few steps, Qinan said: "The movable type printing was successful! This is not only beneficial to the printing of Buddhist scriptures, but also a great event that will benefit future generations for generations to come! Jingyun, this is amazing!" There was unconcealable joy in his words.

He scratched his head, although he couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart, thinking that it was not his idea after all, so he said a little hypocritically: "Haha, it's because the master has a high understanding and a smart mind. I don't need to mention Jingyun's credit!"

"I'm so humble. Jingyun is really extraordinary. Let's not mention this unique movable type printing. The exquisite carving alone is something that few girls can do. Even ordinary craftsmen may not be able to catch up with Jingyun."

A difficult smile gives people an unreal feeling. It always feels like the kind of smile bathed in warm sunshine, like a god.

"I just ask you, Master, to remember what you promised Jingyun, never tell Jingyun's true identity!" Thinking of the chaos he had caused the day before, and Huangfu Zhi becoming increasingly confused, he warned Qi Nan again uneasily.

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Qi Nan nodded, walked into the Zen room, and handed me the cinnabar in the cabinet. He hesitated to speak, feeling embarrassed there.

I have never seen him look like this before. He always looked very calm before. He stared at him curiously, and when he saw that he was silent, he thanked him and said goodbye.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.

"Is Master Qinan in the room?" It was Xiang Yinong! Then I heard him murmuring something, as if he had words like "emperor". I jumped up in surprise and pulled Qinan's sleeve politely.

, Shake said, looking at him speechlessly and whispering: "I can't see the emperor, I will die! Master, this will kill me! Find a place for me to hide!"

Qi Nan obviously didn't expect my reaction to be so big, and he was a little distracted.

"Is the Imperial Master here?" Oh my god, it's really Huangfu Zhi!

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment, the poor monk is here!" Qi Nan calmed down and walked to the calm bookshelf with a vase on it. He turned it gently and the bookshelf opened, revealing a secret passage and said: "There is a lamp inside.

, after entering, look straight to the west and you will reach the wooden pagoda. The poor monk must remember Jingyun's words, because we are close friends."

I nodded quickly and said to him with a smile: "Eternal confidant!" When I turned around, I heard the sound of the bookshelf moving behind me, and my entire vision became dark. I held the cinnabar box in my hand and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Touching the cold wall, I saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. When I looked closely, it was a small circular hole. When I looked closer, I smiled. There was a piece of glass on it that was similar to a cat's eye. I could clearly see what was going on in the room.

everything of.

Huangfu Zhi was dressed in casual clothes, wearing gold and jade, and he still showed an irresistible aura of a king. It seemed that the assassination that day did no harm to him at all, but he himself, who had been stabbed for him in such a shameful way, still has no regrets to this day.

I haven't figured out what this is for? Are you really afraid that if he dies at the fourth brother's place, the whole family will be in trouble? I am taking this unknown hero too seriously!

On the side, Xiang Yinong stood respectfully guarding his master. I gloated and thought, if possible, Xiang Yinong would definitely be the one who wanted to kill Huangfu Zhi the most!

Qi Nan carefully explained movable type printing to Huangfu Zhi, and did not forget to take out the clay characters and show them to him. Huangfu Zhi looked attentively, listened and thought carefully, and nodded in approval from time to time.

"The Imperial Master said that this method was not what you thought of. I wonder who came from such a wonderful idea?" Huangfu Zhi was serious. At this time, it seemed that he was really serious about being a leader.

"This..." Qi Nan was a little embarrassed and hesitant to speak.

I suddenly thought of that time when I told Qi Nan by the river not to reveal my true identity. If I really wanted to say it, I would just say an unnecessary "Wang Shuhe". But that was before I went to the Moulin Rouge!

My heart was beating wildly, and I prayed that Qi Nan would never say anything about me.

Huangfu Zhi's eyes wandered to a certain point, and he walked towards the bookshelf, sticking to the wall, trying hard to see what he was doing, but he couldn't see it at all because it was a blind spot.

"Wang Shuhe." Huangfu Zhi's voice was very soft, but he could not conceal his joy.

I couldn't see what he was doing, but I saw a slight change in Xiang Yinong's expression. Qinan raised his head and looked at Huangfu Zhi, as if he felt that I was watching them from behind the wall, and he glanced sideways at me.

Huangfu Zhi took the flying wooden bowl I carved and walked towards Qi Nan excitedly. There was no strange expression on his face. He looked at the wooden bowl up and down and asked Qi Nan: "Does the Imperial Master know her?"

Qi Nan bowed his head and said: "The movable type method is exactly what Miss Wang Shuhe told the poor monk..."

when!

The wooden bowl fell to the ground with a dull sound, but it hit my heart...


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