If you haven't read a book, you can't say it doesn't exist.
The scholar was momentarily stuck.
Mingwei asked the monk guarding the lamp: "Master, am I right?"
The monk keeping the lamp smiled and saluted her: "The female donor answered quite right." Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
Mingwei nodded: "Thank you."
She walked to the next monk keeping the lamp and drew the puzzle.
The question is: "Excuse me, where is the deepest sea in the world?"
Mingwei thought for a moment and replied: "Return to the ruins."
The monk guarding the lamp smiled and stretched out his hand: "The female donor answered correctly again, please."
These questions were all-encompassing, including astronomy, geography, and some incomprehensible ones. Mingwei answered them one by one until the ninth question, when the monk guarding the door stepped aside and asked her to go to the next courtyard.
Yang Shu stood in front of the gatekeeper monk and asked, "I won't answer the questions, I'll just walk with you, okay?"
The monk of Changsheng Temple has always had a good eye. Under the nose of Xuanduguan, it has developed to its current scale. How could he not know how to adapt to it? As soon as the monk saw how he was dressed, he knew that he was a noble man, so he smiled and replied kindly.
: "Since you two are traveling together, you must be seeking marriage, so it's natural."
Then make way for him and invite him in.
Others could not enter and could only watch with envy as they went to the next yard, guessing what the puzzle below was.
Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Yang Shu said: "You know so much."
Ming smiled, with some nostalgia in his eyes: "When I was a child, my master forced me to read a lot of miscellaneous books. At that time, I didn't know what their meaning was, and I always wanted to fool them. But the master was very strict. If I couldn't recite it,
Just play with the board... I didn’t expect it to come in handy for guessing today."
"Your master is really cruel."
"Yes!" Mingwei murmured.
She suddenly missed her master a little.
In the blink of an eye, it has been four years since I came to this world, and what happened in my previous life really seems like a lifetime ago.
The last time I was with my master, the three of them, master and disciple, were being hunted.
She watched helplessly as her junior brother and master died in front of her.
In order to give her a chance to live, Master died together with those people.
Mingwei closed his eyes and then opened them again, the blood in his eyes gradually dissipated.
"what's on your mind?"
It took her a moment to answer: "Nothing."
Then go to the next lantern riddle.
The sixth yard, the seventh yard, the eighth...
It gets more and more difficult later on, gradually involving easy numbers, metaphysics...
Mingwei answered casually at the beginning, but later he had to think for a long time before he could answer.
Standing in front of the ninth courtyard, she said: "I have a wonderful feeling."
"What?"
"Tell me, what is the intention of the person who asked the question?"
Yang Shu was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
Mingwei said: "These questions are definitely not something ordinary people can answer. The only people who can get here are people from the Xuanmen."
Yang Shu nodded subconsciously.
There were so many learned people gathered in the capital, the fifth courtyard had the most people, the sixth courtyard only had a few people, and the seventh courtyard was just them.
He slowly came back to his senses and said, "You are suspicious..."
Ming smiled and stepped into the ninth courtyard: "I want to see who is plotting against me!"
In the ninth courtyard, there are no monks.
A huge lantern is located in the center of the yard.
Yang Shu looked around and frowned: "Where is the title?"
Mingwei walked to the lantern and looked at it, then carefully observed the surrounding environment.
"There is no one here," Yang Shu thought, "Does this mean we need to find the person first?"
Mingwei stared at the lantern for a long time, then suddenly said: "Come on, try giving me a slap."
"Um?"
"That's it." She gestured.
Yang Shu was a little worried: "I'm afraid that if I strike out with this palm, the hall will be burned down."
"Just burn it." Ming Wei said nonchalantly, "It belongs to Changsheng Temple anyway, not ours."
Yang Shu thought about it and smiled: "That's right."
He raised his palms with anger——
"Donor, please wait!" a voice sounded.
The two of them looked up and saw an old monk appearing in front of the temple. The young novice monk next to him glared at them.
"Why are you so unreasonable?" asked the young novice, "If you don't answer the questions well, you threaten the abbot by burning down the courtyard!"
Yang Shu smiled and said, "Then you are not threatened!"
"You——" the little novice monk was very angry.
How come they are not threatened? Once it burns down, it will be their house in the Changsheng Temple! It will cost a lot of money to repair it!
Moreover, if a fire occurs, will anyone come to Changsheng Temple in the future?
Mingwei took a step forward, put his hands together and saluted: "Abbott."
The old monk looked calm and replied: "Female donor, since you can pass the first eight levels, this level should not be difficult for you. Why do you act like this?"
Mingwei replied: "Abbott's lamp array is indeed not difficult to break, but it takes too much time. I think it's not worth it."
The young novice became even more angry: "How can you say that? No matter how many people ask for a chance to see our abbot, we can't get it. It's wrong to ask you to break the formation."
"It's not a grievance, it's a waste of time." Mingwei explained good-temperedly, "Time is precious, and you kid doesn't understand."
"Hey! You..." Children hate this sentence the most, and the little novice's cheeks bulged with anger.
Ming smiled narrowly and continued talking to the abbot: "What do you think?"
The old monk's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and clasped his hands together: "Although we have to break the formation at this stage, the female donor has already forced the old man out, so we can pass it."
Ming smiled: "Thank you, Abbot."
"You two, please." He made a gesture.
The old monk turned around and walked towards the main hall.
The moment Ming Wei and Yang Shu stepped in, the surroundings suddenly darkened.
"Be careful!" Mingwei felt a strong force coming and she was pushed away.
Yang Shu stood in front of her and struck out with his palms one after another. In the blink of an eye, he was exchanging dozens of moves with her opponent.
"Who?" he shouted, "you are not Abbot Faming!"
As far as he knew, Abbot Faming was proficient in Buddhism, but not good at martial arts.
Changsheng Temple is a Buddhist temple in the eyes of the world, and has little to do with Taoism.
In the darkness, a faint voice sounded: "I thought it would be difficult to trick you into coming in, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."
Yang Shu heard the voice and immediately recognized it: "Are you Wen Xiuyi?"
"Ha!" Wen Xiuyi chuckled, "How about it, today, as a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny, isn't His Highness the King of Yue very satisfied?"
Yang Shu sneered: "You ran away earlier, and I didn't know where to find it. Now it's better to bring it to your door yourself."
Wen Xiuyi smiled sweetly: "Has His Royal Highness the King of Yue missed me? Are you embarrassed to say this in front of the future princess?"
Unexpectedly, Yang Shu rolled his eyes and said rudely: "Don't imitate my princess! She said she was really cute, but you said she was pretending to be cute!" (To be continued)