Riding the Pheonix Chapter 210: Eavesdropping
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Mingwei finished school and was putting away his pen and ink when Fang Jinping came over to talk: "You have been absent from class recently. What happened?"
She smiled: "It's nothing, I'm a little busy at home. ()"
Fang Jinping didn't care and sighed: "I wonder how Xiaoan is doing, and whether I can see her again in this life..."
Mingwei raised his head.
Fang Jinping's eyes were a little red: "I went to Wei's house a few days ago. Her mother was bedridden. The servants were looking for her every day, but there was no news..."
Mingwei comforted softly: "Don't worry, I heard that the Yamen recently destroyed several dens of thieves in the Beggar Gang. Maybe there will be clues about her soon."
"I hope so!"
The two left the academy, and Fang Jinping got into his carriage. Mingwei rejected the offer to take her home and walked slowly alone.
She was just relaxing, but as she walked, she suddenly felt a familiar "qi" passing by her.
Mingwei was startled for a moment, turned around and looked over, and found that it was a young man.
Is it Jun Moli, the disciple of Xuandu Temple whom I met on Qixi Festival?
Although Xuandu Temple is in the capital, it rarely appears in the eyes of the people in the capital.
For example, Changsheng Temple is the most popular temple in the capital, and Xuandu Temple only opens its doors on certain days.
Everyone knows that there are immortals in Xuandu Temple, but they have little chance to contact them.
Jun Moli did not wear the Taoist uniform of Xuandu Temple today, walking on the street like a worldly prince.
Mingwei thought for a moment and followed.
This Junxian looked around a few streets and finally entered a restaurant.
Mingwei watched him go upstairs and followed him.
The waiter came up to me with a smile: "Miss, please come in, are you alone? Do you want to eat or order a banquet?"
Ming Wei said: "I got separated from my family, and we agreed to meet here. You can just find a private room for me to rest." After saying that, he stopped in the room next to Jun Moli, "Is there anyone in this room? ?"
"No." The waiter opened the door and said, "Please."
Mingwei nodded: "Bring some tea and fruit snacks, and if you have any picture albums, get a few so that I can pass the time."
The waiter kept saying yes, and after a while, he diligently delivered everything.
After sending the waiter away, Mingwei felt the thickness of the album paper, tore it off and made it into a paper cup, placed it upside down on the separate wall, and listened carefully.
In this kind of restaurant, most of the walls separating the private rooms are just wooden boards. If you concentrate, you can easily hear the movement on the other side.
"...Senior brother, why did you come just now?" This was Jun Moli's voice.
It was quiet for a while, and then a voice came from the other side: "Wouldn't it be better to come now?"
Mingwei felt his ears numb. The sound was deep and full, soft and elegant, like the sound of a piano, and indescribably sweet.
Jun Moli said: "It's too late! The hearts of the people in the temple have been bribed by that guy Yuyang. He always pretends to be the next temple leader. How abominable!"
Mingwei was startled.
Yuyang should be a Taoist name. The disciples of Xuandu Temple are divided into Taoists and laymen. Those who are monks will have Taoist names. Those who are not monks will still use their lay names just like Jun Moli.
There is no obvious difference between Taoism and secularity, except that the viewer must become a monk.
She remembered that the next person in charge of Xuandu Temple was not named Yuyang.
The voice chuckled softly: "It's up to you to do whatever he likes."
"Aren't I feeling aggrieved for my senior brother? When the master was here, he loved his senior brother the most. Everyone knows that he sent his senior brother to travel around in order to increase your knowledge and come back to take over as the leader of the temple. It's better now, The master unexpectedly went first, and Yuyang pretended that he was the next master of the temple. When you come back, senior brother, I don’t know how he will embarrass you."
The man said calmly: "He is the eldest brother, so he should be the elder, so the position of temple master should be passed on to him."
Jun Moli sneered: "Our Xuandu Temple has always been for those who are able. Whoever is the strongest will be the leader of the temple, but there is no principle that the elder should take over as a matter of course."
"Yes, whoever is the strongest will be the master of the show. Are you afraid that you can't compete with him as your brother?"
"Senior brother! You know I didn't mean it this way." Jun Moli said angrily, "That's what I said, but you've been out of sight for so long, how do those people know that you are the strongest?"
The man said calmly: "What's the rush? It belongs to whoever belongs to you. Well, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let me see if you have improved over the years."
The topic of mysticism was discussed later. Mingwei listened for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he packed up and checked out of the hotel.
The waiter asked: "Has the lady's family not arrived yet?"
"Maybe they went home first." Ming paid with a smile and raised the picture album in his hand, "It's very beautiful, I bought it together."
Of course the waiter agreed and watched her leave the restaurant.
After a while, two men came out of the elegant room.
One of them is Jun Moli. The other one is slightly older than him, with long eyebrows and elegant temperament.
The two settled the bill, and the man asked: "Who was the guest in the private room on the left earlier?"
The waiter smiled and said: "It's a young lady!"
"No one else?"
"Yes. The lady came to wait for someone, and there was only one person."
He nodded and left the restaurant.
"What's wrong?" Jun Moli was puzzled, "Is there any problem?"
He shook his head: "Maybe I'm overthinking."
People who practice martial arts have a kind of induction. When other people's attention is not on you, they will pass by without paying attention. But if someone pays attention to themselves, this kind of sensitivity will be revived instantly.
That's what the so-called murderous intent is.
Just now, someone seemed to be paying attention in the private room next door, but because there was no murderous intent, he couldn't feel it clearly.
The soundproofing of the restaurant is not good. Was the lady curious about the sound, or...
He patted Jun Moli on the shoulder: "Go back and practice hard, you have relaxed."
……
Wei Xiaoan huddled in the corner, trying his best to reduce his presence.
It has been several days since she was abducted. She still remembers that day when she came out of Zhegui Tower and was swept away by the crowd and squeezed into a corner.
She knew the danger of being trampled, so she didn't dare to move and huddled there, waiting for the maid to come.
Who would have known that the person who came to see her was not a servant girl from the Wei family, but a strange woman. ~IndoMTL.com~ The two women, who were very big and round, squeezed her in the middle and pushed her towards the alley.
After Wei Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, he realized that he had met a kidnapper and immediately started struggling.
Unfortunately, the two women were too strong and the street was chaotic at that time. As soon as she shouted, they held her down and dragged her into the alley.
Then she was put into a sack and sent here.
There are about ten women detained here, some of whom were just kidnapped like her. They yelled, were beaten, and were dragged away to who knows where.
Wei Xiaoan didn't dare to shout for fear of falling into the same fate, so he tousled his hair and soiled his clothes to avoid attracting attention.
This trick worked very well, and she has stayed here peacefully until now.
But she also knows that this trick cannot work forever.
She could only pray silently in her heart that she was lucky enough that the official would be able to find her in time...