Xiong Jiandong heard the voice of the woman in the room outside, it was Miao Xin.
He quickly took out the Prince's Sword attached to his calf and immediately jumped up from the bed. But when he ran out the door and looked up, there was no sound on the eaves, and no one could be seen.
When Xiong Jiandong arrived at the Yi'an Hall, he saw dozens of Taoists gathered on the wide grass platform in front of the door, with panic on their faces and many discussions.
In the corridor, there sat a jailer who had suffered a stab wound on his back. Master Ciyi and Taoist Master Jingchen leaned in front of him, inspecting the prisoner's injury and ordering someone to apply medicine to stop the bleeding.
Because this prison was also a female prison, Xiong Jiandong was unable to step forward and could only watch from a distance.
From the murmurs of the Taoists, Xiong Jiandong roughly understood what he was saying.
It turned out that in the backyard of the Taoist temple, a masked thief broke into the building late at night. He went straight to the scripture building with a sharp knife, trying to search for theft in the secret room. As a result, a man who was guarding the scripture building was found.
The prison guard heard the sound and realized that after a fight between the two, the prison guard was defeated by the masked robber's skill and was seriously injured.
The Sutra Collection Building was built dozens of meters across from the Yi'an Hall, and was the closest to the dormitory where Miao Xin lived. When Miao Xin heard the cry from the prison, she immediately picked up her swords and ran to the rescue.
Meet the masked robber coming upstairs.
The two fought from the Sutra Building to the grass platform. Later, when the masked thieves saw Master Ciyi, Taoist Master Jingchen and others appeared one after another, they climbed up the eaves and fled in a hurry, with Miao Xin chasing after them.
put.
After basically grasping the whole story of the masked thief's appearance late at night, Xiong Jiandong immediately recalled the debate he had personally heard in Miao Xin's room in the afternoon about the "Tian Ji Xuan Jing" and the secret room of the Tibetan Scripture Building.
Could it be that his statement that he was leaving southern Xinjiang today was just a false shot?
After a while, Miao Xin was seen returning to the inner courtyard from outside with two swords in hand.
"Let the thief escape?" Master Ciyi asked.
"Escaped!" Miao Xin took a breath and said regretfully, "I forgive my disciple for being incompetent. After chasing him outside the Taoist temple, the thief jumped into a bush and disappeared."
"Is there no one to respond to the thief?" Master Ciyi asked again.
"I haven't seen anyone else appear," Miao Xin replied, "I saw him running all the way, so I guess there is no helper."
"At this time, the thief should have fled down the mountain." Jingchen judged.
"Let him go!" Master Ciyi Taiming said, "He helped the prisoner go back to his room to rest, and everyone else should leave as well."
After a while, calm returned to the front of the Yi'an Hall.
Masked thieves broke in at night, and this happened in the backyard of the Wangmuchi Taoist Temple.
Because the Sutra Collection Building is more than a hundred meters away from the front yard, and there are several big trees in between, except for Xiong Jiandong, a guest who was disturbed, the other Taoists who had rested outside and the tourists staying there were not disturbed in any way.
Xiong Jiandong did not disperse with the crowd, but walked up to Master Ciyi and reminded her worriedly.
"Have you ever thought about it, Master Tai? Since the masked thief committed the crime and locked himself in the Sutra Library, he must have a purpose for committing the crime. Now that he has returned empty-handed, will he come back again?"
"Thank you, Donor Xiong, for reminding me that Kun Dao has just sent additional manpower there." Ciyi sighed, "Although the Taoist temple has a secret room in the sutra collection building, it only houses some things that are not common in the world.
There are no gold, silver, or rare treasures among Taoist things. Even if the thieves dare to return, they will only come back empty-handed."
"I heard that Senior Sister has a very precious copy of the Mysterious Book of Heavenly Secrets. Even Junior Sister has kept it a secret for many years. Don't let any thoughtful thief steal it!" Jingchen said.
Ciyi just glanced at Jingchen and did not answer immediately.
"Didn't I say that Uncle Jingchen is going down the mountain early tomorrow morning? My nephew would like to say goodbye to you. Please go back to your room and rest with Master!" Miao Xin said.
She raised her two swords, and then asked Xiong Jiandong to leave together. Don't disturb the master anymore. Master, please rest in peace.
When he sent Miao Xin to the door of her dormitory, Xiong Jiandong seemed to have something to say.
"Do you know what Brother Xiong wants to ask?" Miao Xin's eyes shone cunningly in the darkness. "You probably want to guess who this sudden masked thief is, the demon saint who broke into the Buddhist scriptures at night.
building!"
"So it turns out that Taoist Master Miaoxin already knew this?" Xiong Jiandong asked.
"Don't forget, this is in private!" Miao Xin did not respond directly, but said shyly, "As promised before, when only the two of us are together, Brother Xiong is the Taoist priest, and we can only call him
Be... Miss Yin!"
"Yes, Miss Yin!" Xiong Jiandong could only smile.
"Thank you, Brother Xiong!" Miao Xin pursed her lips and smiled with satisfaction, and then said, "Brother Xiong's judgment was not wrong. As soon as I fought with the opponent, I knew what kind of thing he was. However, Master will take that book wherever he goes.
"Tian Ji Xuan Jing" should be kept in the secret room of the Sutra Library that is known to everyone!"
"As expected, they are all experts!" Xiong Jiandong praised.
"Go to sleep, Brother Xiong. Don't forget that we will be with Master tomorrow, and we have very important guests to meet!"
Miao Xin, who was finally called Miss Yin by Xiong Jiandong, looked back at him with a smile and entered the room happily.
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At noon, when a military helicopter circled the mountainside behind the Snow Mountain Queen Mother Pond Taoist Temple and quietly parked on the grass platform in front of the Yi'an Hall, Miaoxin, Master Ciyi, and Xiong Jiandong had been waiting for the flying visitors for a long time.
The hatch opened, and a uniformed general in his fifties was carefully supported by two guards as he stepped out of the helicopter. He was the senior and high-ranking commander of the Border Police Theater Joint Logistics Headquarters.
Xiong Jiandong noticed that Chief Hou was leaning on a silver-gray cane with a handle and limping on one leg when he walked. He looked no different from his previous self, Hua Nianping. Obviously, Hou
One of the chief's legs seemed to have been injured in a war in a long time ago.
He immediately recognized Chief Hou as the man he had carefully rubbed his back with in a bathhouse in Haidian District more than a month ago.
But Chief Hou did not immediately think of Xiong Jiandong.
"Wuliangguan, it's a great honor. Welcome general to be a guest in the Queen Mother Pond of Snow Mountain again!" Ciyi greeted the leader.
It turned out that this was not the first time that Mrs. Ciyi met this Chief Hou.
"Thank you, Master, for meeting me!" Commander Hou responded politely to Ciyi, "You are still full of energy and strong. You really deserve to be a hundred-year-old man with the demeanor of an immortal!"
"Wuliangguan, General, you have worked hard all the way!" Miao Xin followed her master and stepped forward to give a deep salute to Commander Hou.
Master Ciyi and Miaoxin addressed the princes as generals and avoided their surnames. This was the highest respect expressed in Taoist hospitality.
As for the word "chief", it belongs to the way of calling official positions in the mortal world. In Taoism, all outsiders are just collectively referred to as benefactors. Since the chief hou is famous and has a high official position, of course he cannot be called the benefactor hou.
"Hello, Mr. Xiao!" Chief Hou also smiled and greeted Miao Xin, and then asked Xiong Jiandong, "Who is this young man?"
"He is Donor Xiong, a guest he invited from the capital for his disciple Miaoxin. He is also a close friend of ours," Ciyi introduced, "We are not outsiders!"
"Hello, Chief!"
Xiong Jiandong subconsciously put his feet together, intending to give a military salute, but he only raised his hands slightly and quickly dropped them. After more than a month of training in the Special Intelligence Bureau, he must salute his superiors with military salutes when he saw them, and this gradually became a habit.
It is an instinctive habit. But in front of Master Ciyi, it is not easy to show off like this.
After all, Miao Xin did not tell Master Ciyi everything about Xiong Jiandong's identity.
Chief Hou shook hands with Xiong Jiandong warmly.
"You turn out to be from the capital." Chief Hou looked at Xiong Jiandong seriously again, but in the end he still didn't recognize him.
Next, Master Ciyi was busy welcoming Chief Hou into the Yi'an Hall.
The two guards of Chief Hou, despite being invited into the house many times to entertain the guests, still stood guard at the door and shouldered their guard duties dutifully.
After a few people were seated and a little Taoist nun who served tea had also left, Master Ciyi got straight to the point and started talking to Chief Hou.
"For several days, my disciple Miao Xin mentioned it time and again that the general wanted to come to the Queen Mother Pond in the Snow Mountain to enlighten me. As expected, he is here today." Ciyi said, "I don't know what the purpose of the general's trip is.
Any important instructions?"
"Master, you are too serious!" Chief Hou said with a smile, "I remember the last time I met a real person, it was at a meeting in Urumqi. Now two years have passed, and Hou has the opportunity to come to southern Xinjiang again, how can he not
I would like to pay my respects to you, old man."
But Chief Hou is an extraordinary person after all. Thinking of the shrewd Master Ciyi, he could not completely believe his politeness with just a few words. He then added: "There is an even better coincidence. I heard that
The Taoist Master Miao Xin also happens to be serving the Master beside him. If Hou has broken through his iron shoes and found nowhere, then his trip is even more worthwhile."
"Looking at the general's intention, maybe I have something to discuss with my disciple Miaoxin alone?" Ciyi said in a very magnanimous tone, "Just let me and Donor Xiong stay away!"
After she finished speaking, she put her feet down, stood up, and left.
"How dare you meet Master Hou? Even if I have to discuss matters with Master Miaoxin, I can't avoid you!"
Commander Hou smiled and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Ciyi. He seemed to have felt a breath passing between his calves just now, and knew that the master must have had a grudge for a moment, so the true energy was revealed inadvertently.
But Chief Hou made no move towards Ciyi, but glanced at Xiong Jiandong.
Xiong Jiandong immediately noticed from Chief Hou's behavior that he was the only one who was superfluous. He stood up and took the initiative.
"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!" Xiong Jiandong excused himself.
"Brother Xiong, wait a minute!" Miao Xin shouted.
In her desperation, she couldn't bear to call Xiong Jiandong "donor" anymore.
Even if Chief Hou couldn't see through the details, he immediately understood that the relationship between Master Miaoxin and this young man was very close, and it was definitely not an ordinary friendship. He couldn't help but ask in his heart, who could this so-called "Brother Xiong" be?