"Miss Mingqi, why don't you speak?" Wen Xiuyi asked with a smile.
Mingwei's voice sounded: "Oh, I'm calculating how many traps you have arranged in this palace."
"Really? How much does it weigh?"
Mingwei also laughed: "Why should I answer? If the answer is wrong, you will definitely laugh at it, but if the answer is right, you won't recognize it, right?"
"That's right!" Wen Xiuyi admitted openly, "So Miss Ming Qi is destined to be unable to answer this last riddle."
"What's the harm in this?" Ming Weihun didn't care, "If we catch the person who asked the question, wouldn't it be a drain on the fire?"
After saying this, the hall became quiet, and there was an undercurrent of silence.
Mingwei held the flute at his waist, while Yang Shu didn't bring any weapons and quietly used his strength in his palms.
The battle broke out in an instant.
In the darkness, there was a buzzing sound, and something was approaching them quickly.
"Woo..." The sound of the flute formed a sound wave and swept away.
At the same time, a small white snake sprang out from Mingwei's sleeves, reflecting a faint light in the darkness.
Yang Shu's eyes lit up and he followed behind it to attack.
...
After Awan put on the lights, she went to find Xiaotong.
Xiaotong chattered to her, but she was absent-minded.
Xiaotong felt it and asked her: "Sister Awan, are you worried?"
Ah Wan came back to her senses and shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm just not in good spirits."
"Oh..." Xiaotong had an idea, "How about we go to the temple to guess lantern riddles? I heard it was really lively today, even Abbot Faming came out!"
Ah Wan said, "Okay!"
The two of them entered the Changsheng Temple. Ah Wan seemed to hear something and asked Xiaotong: "Listen, is this the sound of a flute?"
Xiaotong listened attentively for a while and said, "This song is so familiar! Hey, I'm a little dizzy."
Ah Wan's face turned ugly: "Go back quickly and find Ah Xuan!"
"What happened?" Xiaotong asked in surprise.
Ah Wan said: "This is the sound of Miss Ming's flute. You feel dizzy when you hear it, because she has injected internal energy. In other words, she is making moves with others. If you look at the lanterns carefully, how can you make moves with others? I
Go check out the situation, and tell Ah Xuan that we can provide support if anything happens."
Xiaotong became nervous: "Okay! I understand."
The two of them split up, one went back to call Ah Xuan, and the other rushed to where the flute sound was.
Ah Wan, who had been to Changsheng Temple several times, knew the terrain well. She squeezed out of the crowd and walked along the wall for a while. She heard the sound of the flute much clearer, so she climbed over the wall and entered.
However, she had just walked through a courtyard when a bald monk came to meet her: "Amitabha! Female donor, we do not welcome guests here, please turn back."
Ah Wan didn't want to waste time, so she showed her token: "Prince Yue's palace is doing something, so don't stop anyone else!"
The bald monk was surprised: "Is the female benefactor a member of Prince Yue's palace?"
"That's right, get out of the way!"
The monk took a step back, still standing in front of her, and apologized with a smile: "Female donor, this is a pure place of Buddhism, and it is not allowed for girls to break in. Why don't I take you to the prison to see the female donor? What are the requirements of the female donor?"
, just talk to the prison."
This sounded quite normal. Ah Wan paused and did not object.
The monk turned sideways and made a gesture: "Female donor, please."
Ah Wan took two steps, suddenly raised her arm, and arrows flew out of her sleeves.
"Ah!" The monk tried to dodge, but before he could, the arrow in his sleeve penetrated his shoulder blade and pinned him to the wall.
Ah Wan took out the dagger and pressed it on his neck: "Tell me! Who are you?"
The monk's face was twisted in pain, and he defended himself: "What is the female benefactor doing? Of course the young monk is a monk from the Changsheng Temple! In this land of Buddhism, do you want to commit murder?"
"Yes! I'm going to commit murder, do you dare to shout?" Ah Wan said coldly, reaching down with her other hand, and in the blink of an eye, she grabbed the other person's wrist.
Looking down, the monk held a thin blade between his fingers, just half an inch away from stabbing her chest.
Ah Wan was merciless and used her palms hard.
"Ah——" she screamed, and the monk's hand was broken by her, "Are you going to tell me?"
"Say, I say..." The monk was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said intermittently, "I, I am a bandit from Yongzhou. I want to take advantage of the Lantern Festival night to loot the Changsheng Temple... Girl, spare your life! I won't dare to do it again!"
"So that's it." Ah Wan took off the thin blade in his hand and said, "Since you have done it yourself, I will give you a way out. After a while, the Yamen..."
Just as he was speaking halfway, a hidden arrow flew from nowhere.
"Ah!" This time, the monk only called out briefly, then tilted his head and stopped moving.
Ah Wan's face changed drastically and she turned around to look: "Who is it?"
It was quiet in the dark night, without any movement.
She wondered in her heart, how high is this person's martial arts skills who silenced him so easily without even noticing it?
While thinking about it, he reached out and felt the monk's pulse.
A-wan's hand had just been pressed on the monk's neck when a wound suddenly opened there. She was stunned and before she could react, she felt pain on her fingertips.
She quickly backed away, looked up, and her face changed drastically.
My finger was bitten by something unknown, and it quickly turned black.
This black color quickly spreads up the arm——
Ah Wan used her other hand to tap a few key points on her arm, and then without hesitation, she cut her wrist to bleed.
She dealt with it promptly and stopped it quickly.
"Poison." Ah Wan spat out two words softly, raised her head to look at the monk's body, and guessed who Ming and Wei were trapped by.
Wen Xiuyi.
This young lady from the Wen family disappeared after the rebellion.
Duofu mentioned to her that the woman could drive poisonous insects away.
There is no separation between medicine and poison. Ah Wan is proficient in medical skills and has a certain understanding of poison. What is there that he still doesn’t understand?
She quickly wrapped the wound with a handkerchief and planned to go to support the two of them.
After passing two courtyards, she stopped and looked up to the right.
The corpse of a monk, with a crooked nose and slanted eyes and tongue sticking out, was nailed to the wall.
She is still where she is.
In this case, there is usually an explanation.
Ghost hits the wall.
...
Su Tu answered the questions silently.
Naturally, his knowledge was not as good as that of talented scholars who had read poetry and books, but he read a lot of miscellaneous books, which actually led him to enter the sixth courtyard.
There were many questions about mystical mathematics in this level, which were beyond the scope of his knowledge, and he was helpless.
But if he didn't answer, he wouldn't know what to do and just stare at the question in a daze.
After a while, he heard the thin sound of a flute and sobbed, feeling extremely sad in the quiet night.
Probably because he was too sad tonight, his emotions were easily aroused, and he didn't wake up until his head hurt.
This is not a simple flute sound, but a sound wave skill!
Su Tu's heart moved and he thought of that woman.
He knew nothing about music and couldn't tell whether the two were consistent. If it was really hers, was there an opportunity he could take advantage of at this moment?
Su Tu put down the lantern riddles, seemed to give up, and exited the yard.
While the monk guarding the door was not paying attention, he quickly dodged to a corner, avoided their eyes, and quietly went in another direction. (To be continued)