After Xiaolan took Qin Xiaowan out, Zhao Bai was in no mood to do anything.
He simply went to the Song Mansion to find Song Ci, but found that Song Ci was not at home. He asked the Song family's old housekeeper, but the old man didn't know anything about it.
He thought of Mei Wu De. It had been several days since Mei Wu De was assassinated. He wondered if Mei Wu De was better now and whether he had returned to Wangxiang Tower.
While thinking about it, I walked towards Wangxiang Tower.
Wangxiang Tower was very quiet, and Zhongnu didn't seem to be there either. There was only one little girl wiping the floor in the entire restaurant.
Zhao Bai simply walked to No. 1 that day and asked the little girl to bring him some sake and food.
The little girl was very embarrassed and said that she was just a cleaner and didn't know how to do it.
Zhao Bai smiled and said: "The women of the Song Dynasty are all very virtuous and capable. Judging from your delicate appearance, your cooking skills are not bad. I don't ask you to cook well, just be able to cook a few side dishes."
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The little girl already had a good impression of Yushu Linfeng's Zhao Bai, but now that he was praising her again, she immediately lost her self-control, dropped the rag in her hand and ran to the kitchen.
Zhao Bai admired the poems and paintings on the wall at Tianzi No. 1 for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little more fond of Mei Wude.
He now knew very well that Meiwude was Genghis Khan's son Ogedei, which made him sincerely praise Meiwude for having such a good cultural accomplishment in the Central Plains, but at the same time he felt a little more worried.
The seemingly ethereal words Qin Shaobai said always appeared in his mind, making him feel an inexplicable sense of vigilance towards Temujin and Ogodei.
His hand touched the painting on the wall. Suddenly, a voice seemed to appear in his mind. The voice drove him to pick up the painting in his hand.
A small red button appeared in front of him.
Zhao Bai was very familiar with such mechanisms. He looked around and found a long bamboo. Then he stood far away and used the bamboo to press the button.
Sure enough, a door appeared behind the painting, and behind the door was a tunnel.
Although Zhao Bai already knew Mei Wude's identity, he still kept comforting himself that Mei Wude came to the Song Dynasty just for the beautiful scenery of the Song Dynasty.
He looked at the bottomless tunnel and felt for the first time that he had underestimated Maywood.
Zhao Bai casually took a lantern in the room, lit it with a fire stick, and then walked down carefully holding the lantern.
The further down he went, the weaker the fire in the lantern became, and he felt more and more tired.
He knew that this place should be underground.
Suddenly the steps reached the end and made a deep V turn. Another row of steps had bottomed out and was stretching upwards.
Obviously, this is leading to another high ground.
The fire in the lantern suddenly went out.
Everything around him was plunged into thick darkness.
Zhao Bai cheered up slightly, his eyes began to adapt to the darkness, and he continued to walk forward.
The further we walked, the more humid the air became. It seemed as if we were at the foot of a mountain. The wind passing through the gaps in the tunnel carried a faint scent of flowers and plants in the mountain.
Zhao Bai immediately thought of Phoenix Mountain, the official kiln of the Lu family, what Concubine Li said - and this huge wealth.
All of this flashed through his mind like a breeze, but what appeared clearly were two faces, two soft and beautiful smiling faces.
Why did I forget that Xiaolan and Xiaowan were burning incense and worshiping Buddha at Lanruo Temple?
When the names of the two women floated through his mind, Zhao Bai actually felt a hint of panic, and this feeling forced him to speed up his pace.
Soon he saw the roof of the tunnel, with a huge stone pressing on it.
Zhao Bai raised his spirits, put his hands against the stone, and then exerted force.
The stone was moved away easily.
A burst of fresh air hit his nose, making Zhao Bai take a breath involuntarily.
The air after the rain is really like the clear spring in the mountains, sweet and delicious.
Xiaolan's emotion came to Zhao Bai's mind, and he couldn't help but smile.
With a jump, Zhao Bai had already exited the tunnel.
He thought for a while, then relocated the stone to the exit of the tunnel, restoring it to its previous appearance.
Standing firm, he looked around and found that he was standing on the top of Phoenix Mountain, with Lanruo Temple five hundred meters away from him.
It seemed to be very quiet in front of Lanruo Temple, without the smoke and fire that he imagined.
Zhao Bai thought that it might be because it was raining now, and many people in Lin'an City were waiting for the rain to stop before coming to Lanruo Temple to make wishes and burn incense.
He was thinking as he walked towards Lanruo Temple.
However, he soon felt something was wrong.
The air that was originally as sweet as a clear spring gradually took on a different flavor.
Blood.
Zhao Bai panicked and immediately thought of Xiaolan and Xiaowan.
My feet were like riding the wind, running forward quickly.
The door of Lanruo Temple was closed tightly, and the huge round hand buckle on the heavy door was shaking. It was obvious that someone had just pushed the door open and then closed it smoothly.
He walked over and wanted to knock on the door, but it was a little rude to think about it. After all, he was the master of Lin'an Mansion, so he had to set an example in front of his people by being knowledgeable and courteous.
But the pungent bloody smell came over again.
Zhao Bai couldn't bear it any longer, and he tried to push the door open with both hands.
However, the door didn't listen to him at all. After shaking for a while, it was firmly closed.
The moment the door shook, through the crack in the door, Zhao Bai saw something unusual in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple.
At this time, Zhao Bai had already forgotten about observing etiquette. He already had a dagger in his hand and cut the door bolt.
The door opened in response.
The strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
Zhao Bai's feet that wanted to cross the threshold stopped in mid-air, and he was dumbfounded.