As night falls, it is the evening class time, only the faint moonlight is leaking on the blue-white roof of Baiyunguan. Deng Duxiu bows and walks quietly among the scattered houses.

When he arrived at the Bingzi Room in the northwest corner, he slowly pushed the door and flashed in. This house was his place to live in Baiyun Temple.

As he entered the door, he looked straight to the bottom of the bed and took out the third square brick leaning against the foot of the bed. There was a groove underneath, and the silver note had been taken away, and replaced by a three-legged tripod that was the size of a palm, covered with copper rust.

"Can this be called the treasure of the boss?

He sneered, grabbed the bronze tripod and closed the secret frame.

"Just this, I can be convicted of such a serious crime?"

Deng Duxiu couldn't figure it out, but he was too lazy to think deeply.

At this moment, the fireworks were lit, and it was not far away.

Deng Duxiu sneaked quickly, and halfway through, he sank the copper tripod into the lotus pond in the yard.

After dozens of breaths, he sneaked to the east wing. The lights were dim. In front of the small window, the bamboo shadows swayed, as if outlining a charming shadow.

Although Deng Duxiu can still remember the image of Mr. Qin who has lived here far and wide and placed orders here clearly.

When Uncle Qin, wearing a white gauze hat, slowly stepped onto the bluestone path with a light rain, it was like a cold water lotus floating in the wind.

In Baiyun Temple, more than 20 disciples crowded around the railings of each room to watch, and Deng Duxiu was no exception.

Just as all the disciples held their breath and admired Uncle Qin's beautiful charm, Uncle Master took off his hat and revealed a green-faced and fanged grimace mask, perfectly fitting his face, as if he was true.

In an instant, the entire Baiyun Temple was filled with horror.

Uncle Qin stayed in Baiyunguan for more than ten days, as if he had left one or two days before he was arrested.

In the past ten days, Mr. Qin was entrusted by the viewer Li Mufeng to supervise the disciples' studies. He was ruthless and was punished severely. In a short period of time, he gathered awesome power and became a famous ghost sorrow.

So much so that the disciples understood the life rules of Master Qin in a very short time.

Deng Duxiu dared to come here because he knew this point that Uncle Qin must still be attracting spirits on the top of the mountain and would not return until three minutes of Shen Shi.

Deng Duxiu slipped to the side of the wing room quietly and was about to stuff the prepared paper into the crack of the door, he suddenly found that the bamboo window was slightly open, and he could clearly see a collection of articles on the desk of Huanghuali wooden floor. The cover was written in "A Volume of Ice and Snow" in Lishu.

Deng Duxiu put the paper next to the collection and quickly left.

The only thing that was written on the paper was: at the hour of Xu, on the slope of Su Nu.

He expected that with the arrogance of Qin Shishu, he would definitely go to Sunupo and punish the person who sent the letter.

Therefore, the eight words on the paper were cut and glued on a book.

He concluded that the more cautious he was, the more guilty he was; the more guilty he was, the more reluctant he was to pursue him.

After throwing the paper, Deng Duxiu went to Ruyiyuan. Li Wan'er's refining room was there. When passing by Su Nu Slope, with the bright moonlight, you could clearly see Zhang Yang directing more than a dozen porters, placing fireworks piled up in small hills.

"Little junior sister, at the moment of Xu, on the slope of Su Nu, thousands of stars shine brightly, then..."

Deng Duxiu arrived outside Ruyi Garden and heard Cao Ji invite Li Wan'er. Needless to say, this must be a means of publicity.

When Li Wan'er responded, Cao Ji left with a humming tune, and Deng Duxiu flashed out of the darkness of the bamboo forest and quickly entered Ruyi Garden.

Li Wan'er gave Cao Ji a few steps and gave Deng Duxiu a time difference, so she wanted to bring the door with her. Deng Duxiu opened the door and flashed into it.

Li Wan'er grew up and her eyes were full of surprise, "Sir, Senior Brother, aren't you sleeping?"

Deng Duxiu whispered, "I asked my senior brother to buy some fireworks. There will be a firework show later. Do you want to watch it with me?"

He didn't want to win Li Wan'er's heart, but he just wanted to find someone who was absent. No one is more suitable for the daughter of Li Wan'er.

And as long as he intercepted Li Wan'er first and told her not to appear on Su Nu's slope at the moment of Xu, the good show he arranged for Zhang Yang would be staged.

"Ah, OK, OK, it's just that it's night. If my father sees me, senior brother, you go outside and wait for me first. I'll change into dark clothes and come soon."

Li Wan'er was surprised at first, then her face was full of excitement.

Deng Duxiu responded and left Li Wan'er's boudoir, and continued to hide in the shadow of the bamboo forest outside Ruyi Garden. The mountain wind blew, and the bamboo forest sounded like a ghost.

Soon, a green-clothed maid came out of the round arched stone gate of Ruyiyuan and looked around.

Through the moonlight, Deng Duxiu recognized at first glance that the maid was Li Wan'er's personal maid Xiaohe.

He whistled softly, Xiaohe rushed over and whispered, "The master suddenly came from Tongtianyuan. I'll talk to Miss. The lady asked me to come and send you a message and ask you to wait a moment. He will come later." After that, he hurriedly ran back.

Tongtian Garden and Ruyi Garden Corridor are connected, and from where Deng Duxiu stands, there is no way to see the veranda over there.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Li Wan'er came out. She changed into a dark green close-fitting long skirt, and her pretty figure was visible at a glance.

"Let's wait for a long time, senior brother."

Li Wan'er's pretty face was smiling sweetly.

Deng Duxiu nodded slightly, "It's time, but it's going to be soon."

At this moment, there was less than a stick of incense before the hour of Xu.

Li Wan'er nodded and the two walked quickly towards Su Nu's slope.

The moon is soft and the wind is clear, and the starry sky is brilliant. Deng Duxiu can't help but sigh secretly: It's a pity that the moon is in this color.

After walking for half a stick of incense, the two of them arrived at the bottom of Su Nu's slope.

Along the way, Li Wan'er's stomach kept gurgling. At this moment, Li Wan'er was very embarrassed.

"Senior brother, I..."

A pretty face is like red paper.

"Junior sister, you go first."

People have three urgent needs, and Deng Duxiu is helpless. Fortunately, the time is almost over, and there is a verbal evidence from Li Wan'er, so he temporarily avoided this disaster.

"Thank you, senior brother, I must come back before the hour of Xu."

Li Wan'er left in a hurry.

Deng Duxiu was bathed in the mountain breeze and looked up at the starry sky. The vast galaxy river shone forever forever. He couldn't help but touch the beads on his chest and murmured, "Who preached at the beginning of Suigua?"

"Swishy", a slight sound of footsteps came. Su Nu Poxi, a graceful figure in white clothes, walked quickly. Under the vast moonlight, it seemed like the evening breeze pushed a snow lotus.

"She, why did she come? This..."

Deng Duxiu's thoughts were lightning.

Whoosh!

boom!
Chapter completed!