The night gradually darkened.
The lively scene in Baili County in the evening gradually quieted down.
But Tianma Temple, not far from Baili County, made unusual noises late at night.
The people who came to offer incense during the day also came down the mountain before sunset, and the monks who were working around the temple also returned to the temple.
However, a group of people dressed in linen and rough clothes escorted three carriages, pulling towering cargo behind them, but they were covered by oilcloth, making it difficult to see what was contained inside, and they moved in the direction of Tianma Temple.
Each carriage was escorted by several people dressed in rough cloth and short jackets. Although they were dressed like day laborers, their shrewd eyes and bulging muscles on their hands and feet showed that they were not ordinary workers.
After nightfall, the pilgrims at Tianma Temple had mostly dispersed. Therefore, although the three carriages carrying goods were a bit spectacular, they did not attract too many people to watch.
The candlelight from the lantern at the entrance of Tianma Temple illuminates a large area of the road at the entrance.
However, when the carriage team approached the door, they bypassed the main road and approached the side road, heading towards the back door of Tianma Temple.
The horse pulling the carriage was of strong physique and kept panting heavily along the way, but did not say a word or make any sound. The weight of the goods behind it was not low.
The motorcade walked quietly toward the back door.
The night covered their whereabouts even more secretly.
Not long after, when they were about to approach the back door of Tianma Temple, the back door seemed to have been notified. The door opened with a bang, and a young monk wearing monk's robe opened the door, holding a torch in his hand, illuminating the head of the convoy leader. Face.
The leader of the motorcade looked to be about forty years old, with a messy beard on his face. It looked like he had not cleaned his face properly for at least a month and a half. There was light in the two slender eyes.
The leader took out a token from his arms and showed it to the young monk. He tilted the torch forward, read the words on the token clearly, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.
He kicked the token back into his arms, waved his hand back, and the entire convoy followed him towards the temple. After a while, the entire convoy disappeared behind the door.
The monk held the torch and walked around the door again. After confirming that nothing was abnormal, he returned to the door and closed it again, as if nothing had happened.
The area around Tianma Temple is quiet and normal. But there was some noise on the road halfway up the mountain, and a figure left quickly without being noticed.
**
The cool night breeze blew in through the slightly open window, and the pink and yellow curtains and the tassels on the top of the head were slightly swayed by the cool breeze. Gorgeous cloud silk was scattered casually on the bed. On the bed lay a woman wearing a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, mist and green grass. It would be more appropriate to say that she fell asleep, or passed out.
There was a neatly dressed man standing next to the bed. The man glanced at the woman on the bed, reached out and took off the hairpin from her bun, threw it at her feet, spread her hair, and at the same time removed her hair. She left only one inner shirt and threw her clothes on the ground. The other hand picked up the quilt and covered her body. At the same time, she turned around and opened the tied curtains. The curtains fell and the woman was completely hidden inside, leaving only a vague outline visible.
The man extinguished the candles in the room, leaving only the only light source on the table, and the room suddenly became dim.
He seemed to do all this with ease. After finishing everything very quickly, the man sat down at the table, took out a delicate wine bottle from his arms, opened it and took a sip.
Less than half the time after filling the incense, the window suddenly made a "squeak" sound. The man at the table moved his right ear and tilted his head sharply, but there was no obvious movement.
A dark shadow flashed in from the window.
When the black shadow saw the man at the table, he took off the black cloth on his face and said to the man: "Master Jian, the convoy has entered Tianma Temple."
Qin Yin turned around completely at this moment and faced directly the dark figure coming in: "If our intelligence is correct, the next batch of convoys should arrive at Tianma Temple in five days. By this time, they should have arrived at Luofeng County. Is Qing back?"
"His journey should be within this hour. I have left a signal for him. He should be here as soon as he sees me."
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind seemed to blow by the window, and the tassels beside the bed flew up messily, and then another figure entered the room.
"Jianzhu."
"How did things get checked out?"
"Master Jian, my subordinates indeed found a convoy near Luofeng County. On the surface, they were transporting wood and other items for house renovation. However, my subordinates visited the convoy at night and found that there was something inside."
"What is it?"
"It's armor."
"Armor?" Hearing these two words, Qin Yin's eyes narrowed. His pupils were faintly gray, but seemed to be shining with fire at this time. He said to himself: "Could it be that Tianma Temple and Princess..." The words stopped abruptly.
"I know about this matter, and I will handle it myself. You two continue to keep an eye on Tianma Temple and the eldest princess's every move."
"Yes, I am resigning."
"Wait a minute," when the two were about to leave, Qin Yin seemed to remember something and stopped them again, "Ruoshui has been following the eldest princess's people for a long time. Is there any news?"
"Ruoshui sent back news last time that she discovered some new situations, and she wanted to sneak in to find out the news. However, no news has been sent back recently. It must be because she is inconvenient. My subordinates will pay close attention to Ruoshui. Once news comes back from Ruoshui, they will Report to the stream master immediately."
Qin Yin nodded.
After the two black shadows reached over, they climbed out through the window.
The night gradually deepened.
He drank all the wine in the jug in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the jug on the table fell down, and the transparent liquid inside flowed freely on the table.
Qin Yin straightened his clothes and opened the door. The noise outside suddenly rushed into the door.
The aroma of wine, the sound of greetings, and the smell of powder filled the whole building.
It turns out this is a brothel.
Qin Yin closed the door, and as soon as he walked through the corridor and was about to go downstairs, a woman in purple robe spotted him with sharp eyes and walked over with a smile, the fan in her hand still waving.
Women's buns are filled with gold hollow hairpins or hairpins inlaid with pearls and jade.
"Young master left early enough. Didn't we girls not enjoy serving him enough?"
Qin Yin glanced at Yang's mother without saying a word. He took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to Yang's mother. When Yang's mother saw a large piece of silver, her eyes suddenly lit up. She smiled and reached out to take the silver and put it in her arms. .
"You don't talk much, and your service is attentive. I'll give you a chance to come back next time."
"My mother, Yang, has been around the world for so long, so I naturally understand the rules of the world. It's convenient for others and for yourself."
Qin Yin nodded, turned around and left downstairs.
A maid walked up to Mama Yang and called her. Mama Yang seemed not to hear her, waving her fan and looking in the direction Qin Yin was leaving: "This must be a big customer."
"Mother Yang." The little maid shouted again at a louder volume, which suddenly drew Mother Yang's attention back, and hit the little maid on the head with a fan, "What's your name, you damn girl? You're scaring me." Just jump, hurry up and help the girl freshen up so that you can receive the next guest."
"Okay." The little maid stuck out her tongue and trotted open the door.
"Girl." The little maid called tentatively at the door, but the figure on the bed didn't respond.
He crept close to the bed and lifted the window screen, but the woman on the bed was still motionless. The little maid tried to push with her hands first, and then her hands became harder and harder, and her screams became a little more urgent, and the woman on the bed finally woke up.
Seeing the woman wake up, the little maid breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's wrong, girl? This is not the time for you to rest?"
Liu Fengyue touched her head in a daze, a little confused: "Did I fall asleep? I have no memory at all. Xiaomei, has that young master left?"
"Already gone," Xiaomei covered her mouth and said with a smile, "The distinguished guest rewarded me with a lot of money. He said that the girl served me very well and will come again next time."
She couldn't remember at all how she served the young master. She only vaguely remembered sitting at the table and drinking with him. Liu Fengyue shook her head, thinking that Xiaomei said that she was rewarded with a lot of money, and she was a little happy. If she couldn't remember, forget it. Anyway, I made money tonight.
**
Qin Yin walked out of the brothel at night. It was the busiest time in the brothel at night. There were countless young men coming and going at the door.
Mixed in a group of radiant youths looking for fun, Qin Yin, dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, looked no different from this group of indulgent young men, and no one noticed him at all.
After Qin Yin left the brothel, he staggered a little and walked out as if he was drunk. The boy at the door of the brothel quickly stepped forward to help him: "My dear guest, please be careful not to fall. The sedan chair that came to pick you up has already arrived. ? You still need me to find a sedan chair for you." Qin Yin looked at him, smiled, took out a piece of broken silver from his waist, and threw it to the young man. The young man's eyes suddenly lit up and he held it in his hand. After rubbing it for a while and biting it with his teeth, he took it into his arms with confidence, "You are a discerning man. This is my reward for you. I drank too much and walked away by myself. Go and do your business."
The boy nodded and bowed in agreement, then stopped pestering him and ran towards the other young men at the door.
Passing through a nearby alley, the noisy sound gradually weakened.
After confirming that there was no one around, Qin Yin reached out and touched his neck seemingly accidentally. A thin mask was torn off by him, revealing a face that was completely different from before.
He threw the mask in his hand into a ditch next to the alley. The sewage overflowed the mask thrown in. It was like rice paper that dissolves when it comes into contact with water. The mask actually tore open and shattered into pieces, making it impossible to see. Not the original appearance.
After confirming that it no longer had a complete form, Qin Yin left with peace of mind.
