Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

I had to carefully watch the people delivering food.

After they finished delivering, they followed behind. Sure enough, there was a secret door in the middle, like a sacrificial altar. They twisted the oil lamp on the side a few times. Soon, the secret door opened and they walked out cautiously.

I decided to leave here first.

When he felt that they were almost gone, he carefully touched the mechanism and walked out.

Behind the stone gate, there is actually a rockery and a stream.

This seems to be a Bitan.

The very small water pool is as exquisite as a back garden, and more like the decoration and beauty of Suzhou gardens. I didn't expect that there is a paradise inside this temple. I carefully walked out along the back garden. It seems to be a flower bed with only regular arrangements, surrounded by some leafy landscaping, which is quite artistic.

In front of him, there seemed to be a monk's residence.

The structure of the entire house is like an open courtyard.

"Where is this?"

I found that the monk who delivered the food just now was also missing.

But the only coordinate I can be sure of is the tallest pagoda, which should be some distance away.

Now, I am more and more certain that this is the private residence of the eminent monk, so no one disturbs the Qingxiu on weekdays.

"please……"

Suddenly, just as I was taking a detour to go out, I almost bumped into someone oncoming.

I quickly found a flower bush and hid myself.

"Scared me to death."

I patted my violently heaving chest, feeling terrified.

"Sir, please..."

Soon, I saw three people hurriedly walking into one of the houses.

"This person..."

Suddenly, I found that the figure of the man walking at the front was very familiar, especially his back, fluffy hair, and glasses...

That person...

I was sure that I had definitely seen this person somewhere, or that he was simply a very familiar person, so I immediately decided to follow him to see what was going on.

They walked directly along a plank road and walked directly into a room.

"squeak!"

The person walking at the end looked around for a while, and when he saw no one was there, he quickly closed the door.

I carefully lay down by the door and looked inside.

It was very blurry and couldn't be seen clearly, but there were three people walking back and forth, two people were sitting, and one of them was waiting on them.

Of course, two of these three people are monks.

"please!"

"polite……"

The sound sounds familiar.

I came back to my senses and looked around, guessing that no one would be here at this time. After all, this is a private place, so I felt a little relieved.

Keep looking inside.

"How are you doing, Master?"

the man asked.

Obviously he should be a close friend of this monk, and now he is also a guest.

"I'm in good health, but it's just the Maitreya Conference held in the past few days. You must have come all the way from Kyoto for this event."

The monk said.

"good."

Obviously, the guest came from Kyoto.

"Could it be...the director of the museum?" I didn't dare to express my anger when I thought about this.

From the man's back and voice, I am now more certain that this man is the curator of the Kyoto Museum. At this moment, I also thought about the symbol in that villa area. Could it be that the relics really have something to do with the curator?

After that, they just talked about some issues in Buddhist scriptures and current situation, but couldn't hear any clues.

"But I'm worried..."

The curator hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, those people are under my control. Now we just wait for the Buddhist envoys to come."

"That's very good."

The two of them drank all the tea in their cups.

Thinking about it, they must be plotting something.

"You and I don't want to see each other in the next few days. Firstly, it's troublesome. Secondly, things have been planned well to avoid any mistakes. By the way, the person who came with you shouldn't..."

The old monk seemed a little alert.

"Don't worry, I will take care of it naturally." The curator answered first.

"That would be perfect. There is no time. I have waited for this day for too long..." the old monk sighed.

"Farewell."

Having said that, I didn't have anything else to say when I saw the curator. I just opened the door and came out. I quickly dodged and hid under the flower stand. When I saw him walking away, I thought about how to get out. The old monk was no longer worried. He had not been seen coming out since he entered the room.

And the person waiting on the side did not appear.

Just now I remembered that the person next to the curator... no, it was Li Dakui! A few days ago, I contacted him and said that I was planning to come to Xi'an. Could it be that he and the curator were the only ones coming, so there wouldn't be any danger.

No, I have to find a way to notify him.

"Boom!"

The bells of the ancient temple rang again.

It's already noon.

The sounds of countless monks chanting sutras could be heard in my ears. At this moment, even in the room in front of me, there was the sound of wooden fish knocking.