Riding the Pheonix Chapter 598: The sound of the flute

"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."

Wen Xiuyi smiled and said: "Really? How heavy is it?"

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?"

"Not bad!" Wen Xiuyi admitted openly, "So Miss Mingqi 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 palace became quiet, and there was an undercurrent of silence.

Mingwei held the flute at the back of his waist, while Yang Shu did not bring a weapon and quietly used his strength in his palms.

The battle broke out in an instant.

In the darkness, a buzzing sound sounded, 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 putting on the lights, Ah Wan went to find Xiaotong.

Xiaotong chattered to her, but she was absent-minded.

Xiaotong blinked and asked: "Sister Awan, are you worried?"

Awan came 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 very lively today, even Abbot Faming came out!"

Ah Wan has no choice but to say: "Okay!"

The two of them just 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. Look carefully at the lanterns, how can she make moves with others? Come? I'll go check out the situation. You can tell Ah Xuan that we can provide support if something 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.

Awan has been to Changsheng Temple several times and knows the terrain well. Now I squeezed out of the crowd and walked along the wall for a while. I heard the sound of the flute much clearer, so I climbed over the wall and went in.

However, as soon as she walked through a courtyard, a bald monk came to meet her: "Amitabha! Female donor, we do not welcome guests here, please turn back."

Awan 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 donor from Prince Yue's palace?"

"Yes, 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, female donor?" If you have any requests, just tell the prison."

This sounded quite normal. Ah Wan paused and did not object.

The monk turned sideways and made a gesture: "Girl, please."

A-wan took two steps, suddenly waved 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! Do you want to commit murder in this land of Buddhism?"

"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——" with a scream, 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, and I want to take advantage of the Lantern Festival night to loot the Changsheng Temple... Girl, spare your life! Don'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. Later the Yamen will..."

Halfway through his words, 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 to look: "Who is it?"

It was quiet and silent in the dark night.

She wondered in her heart that she was silenced so easily without even noticing it. How high is this person's martial arts?

While thinking, 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 backed away quickly, raised her head and took a look, her face changed drastically.

My finger was bitten by something unknown and quickly turned black.

This black color quickly spreads up the arm——

Ah Wan tapped her arm a few times with her other hand and cut her wrist to bleed without hesitation.

She handled it promptly and stopped it quickly.

"Poison." Ah Wan spat out two words softly and looked up at the monk's body ~IndoMTL.com~ guessed who Ming and Wei were trapped by.

Wen Xiuyi.

This Miss Wen family disappeared after the rebellion.

Duofu mentioned to her that the woman can drive poisonous insects.

There is no distinction between medicine and poison. Ah Wan has excellent 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 support the two of them.

After passing two courtyards, she stopped and looked up to the right.

The corpse of a monk was nailed to the wall with a crooked nose and slanted eyes, tongue sticking out.

She is still where she is.

There is usually an explanation for this situation.

Ghost hits the wall.

……

Su Tu answered the question silently.

His knowledge is naturally not as good as those of talented scholars who have read poetry and books, but he has read a lot of miscellaneous books, which actually made him enter the sixth courtyard.

There are many questions about Taoist numerology in this level, which are beyond the scope of his knowledge and he is helpless.

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 carried away, and he didn't wake up until he felt a pain in his head.

This is not a simple flute sound, but a sound wave skill!

Su Tu's heart moved and he couldn't help but think of that woman.

He knows nothing about music and cannot tell whether the two are consistent. If it is really hers, is there any opportunity to take advantage of it 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 the corner, avoided their eyes, and quietly went in another direction.