These two questions from He Wen made Ye Qing think deeply for a long time.
It wasn't until Yan San sat down cross-legged and moved his arms to touch Ye Qing's calf that Ye Qing came back to his senses.
Ye Qing asked: "Have you thought about this problem before?"
He Wen nodded and said:
"Yes, I was wondering about this when I came to investigate the case before."
"Talking to Aweng, Aweng said that they were also puzzled at the time but had no clue."
Ye Qing's eyes flashed, and he remembered the investigation methods he had seen in his previous life and said:
"So, tonight, you and I will demonstrate it live and try it out to see if we can gain anything."
He was about to say the congratulations he had demonstrated and deduced. Looking at Ye Qing's eyes flashing in thought, he said no more and nodded in reply:
"Okay, if you have any questions about the dossier, ask me all of them to avoid any mistakes in the evening's deduction."
"good!"
Ye Qing, who also nodded, looked around and said, "Then, where should we rest now?"
Yan San, who had just sat down, stood up immediately when he heard that he was about to leave and said:
"The palaces on the east and west sides are guest rooms. We can go there to rest."
He Wen looked at the crowded living rooms on both sides, shook his head and said:
"There are many people with mixed eyes, and it is not convenient for others to hear what we want to say."
There was a pause.
He Wen said: "Since Mr. Zitian supports us in investigating the case, it would be best to ask him to find us a clean and uninhabited place."
"You can also ask him some questions, and maybe he can help us answer some questions."
The excellent proposal instantly won Ye Qing's support.
The three of them started walking around the Taoist temple, but did not find the figure of Zitian, so they went to the Ling Palace to look for the Taoist priest.
Due to the special treatment given to them by Master Zitian before, the Taoist priest Jie Zhu got up and led the way without saying a word when he heard that they were looking for Master Zitian.
When I arrived at Qiuzu Hall, I walked eastward for more than thirty feet, then walked past the Zhaitang and walked around a small bamboo forest surrounding the wall.
A door more than half a foot wide, covered by green bamboo, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The Taoist priest who interpreted the sign said bluntly:
"After Chaotian Palace became famous, there were always benefactors who disturbed Qingyou."
"The seventh-generation Patriarch ordered his residence to be moved away from the temple and built in a quiet place in the mountains."
"Everyone, please follow Pindao and don't wander around."
The words fell.
The Taoist priest opened the door, and a green bamboo forest appeared in the eyes of the three of them.
The dense branches cover the sky and the sun, and it is green and quiet. A narrow path is hidden in the bamboo forest.
He Wen praised: "What a hermit place."
The Taoist priest who interpreted the sign smiled slightly, gestured with the word "please", then stepped forward and continued to lead the way.
After walking through the bamboo forest for only ten steps, Ye Qing couldn't tell where he was.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look back. All he could see was the sea of bamboo, and the way he came had disappeared.
His eyes couldn't help but be filled with horror, and he murmured:
"Is this Taoist Qimen Dunjia?"
He Wen on the side saw Ye Qing's shock. Thinking of his origin, he patiently explained:
"Taoists have a unique escape technique. By arranging objects in a certain position, or even using certain mechanism techniques, the effect of covering people's eyes can be achieved."
"It can also make your home look warm and pleasing to the eye. Over time, you will feel comfortable and energetic, and you will get twice the result with half the effort."
When the Taoist interpreter heard He Wen's simple and easy-to-understand explanation, he praised:
"This benefactor is really wise. Qimen Escape Technique is indeed what it means in simple terms. It is not as unpredictable as the rumors outside, nor is it a magical technique."
"They are all principles of numerology passed down by ancient sages, but they are used in different ways to achieve the effect of housing and covering."
Yan San's eyes widened, and he looked like, "Although I don't understand, it must be very powerful."
More than a quarter of an hour later.
The greenery that was originally everywhere disappeared after turning a corner.
What follows is a dozen spacious and quiet bamboo houses, which are very exquisite.
It is also decorated with fruit trees, exotic flowers, streams and rocks, making it a paradise.
In the middle of a dozen bamboo houses, on a large lawn, several Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace were meditating and adjusting their breaths, or boxing slowly.
Someone thought that the Taoist priest appeared with three strangers.
After just giving a signal with his eyes, he continued with his business.
The Taoist priest led the three people to a bamboo house, bowed to the three people, and then turned and left.
He Wen stepped forward, knocked on the bamboo door gently, and said respectfully:
"Congratulations on meeting the real person."
A hoarse voice sounded: "Donor, please come in."
Squeak!
He Wen pushed open the bamboo door.
Purple Heaven, wearing a robe, is sitting on a bamboo couch, with a chessboard in front of the table, playing chess by herself.
He looked at the three of them with bright eyes and said with a kind smile:
"Are any of the three good players?"
He Wen looked at Ye Qing, who waved his hand.
"I can't play chess."
Yan San grinned and said:
"I don't even know how to read, let alone play chess."
He Wen could only say: "This junior's chess skills are shallow and he has made a fool of himself."
"It doesn't matter, playing chess is just for cultivating one's sentiments." Zi Tiantian smiled kindly.
He Wen, who was seated generously, sat across from Master Zitian, cleared up the chess game with Master Zitian, and then took the black lead.
Time passed in a breath.
Yan San, who was originally watching the game with great interest, yawned repeatedly, took a futon and sat at the door, then closed his eyes and took a nap.
Not long after, loud snoring sounded rhythmically.
The three people in the room glanced at Yan San with smiles on their faces.
At this time.
Zitianren made a move, and the black dragon on the chessboard was slaughtered.
He Wen took a deep breath, bowed his hands towards Zi Tian and said:
"Senior is really strong in chess. He has given way to junior so many times, but junior still can't seize the opportunity."
Zi Tianren said profoundly:
"It's not that you can't seize the opportunity, it's just that Pindao did it intentionally. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
Their eyes instantly moved.
Does this mean that they still shouldn’t have high hopes when investigating the case today?
Is it destined to be a fruitless outcome?
The two teenagers had a look of disappointment on their faces.
Da la~
The chess pieces are put back into the chess cup.
Zi Tian's bright eyes captured the two people's reactions.
Seeing that there was no response from the two of them, a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
After more than ten breaths.
The chessboard was cleared, and Zitian, who no longer thought about playing chess, was about to get up.
Ye Qing asked: "Dare I ask Master, is there anyone in the Taoist temple whose martial arts are almost the same as Master Ziyuan?"
He Wen asked: "I dare to ask the real person, do you know the secret of Zijin Cauldron?"
After the two young men finished asking, they looked at each other and smiled.
Purple Heaven, who was holding the chessboard with both hands, withdrew his hands, looked at the two teenagers with relief and said:
"Two donors, whose question will Pindao answer first?"
