Lan Zhi is indeed the captain of Huweiwei, but it is impossible to reveal her identity and go to the shopkeeper to ask, otherwise it will be known that she has something to do with the Central Plains Fine. She was still thinking about it, but Xiao Er saw her with sharp eyes, and stepped forward with a smile on her face: "Hello, guest officer!" Would you like to come in, sit down, and eat? ”

Lan Zhi's gaze quickly swept over the lobby, but she didn't find anything special, so she had to ask tentatively: "Do you have a private room here?" ”

Xiao Er nodded repeatedly: "Yes!" Some! Guest, please follow me up to the second floor. ”

The environment on the second floor is quieter than on the first floor. The smell of wine and sweat faded, and Lan Zhi sniffled, as if she smelled a hint of sweet aroma. She swept around and saw a sachet hanging from the door of each box.

The style of the sachet was a little familiar, Lan Zhi's heart moved, and she seemed to say unintentionally: "This sachet smells good." ”

Xiao Er smiled when he heard this: "The guest officer's nose is really smart!" This thing is the craft of the Central Plains, the aroma is light but long-lasting, and it can be used for several months after opening. The place of the restaurant is inevitably a little dirty, but Master Yu doesn't like incense, so we can only use this sachet instead. Nowadays, many restaurants use it! We've been using it for years. Speaking of this, he sighed lightly: "It's a pity that in the future, I'm afraid I will have to change to something else." ”

Lan Zhi pretended to be curious: "If you use it well, why do you need to change it?" ”

The little two also knew that he was talkative, and said with a smile: "The Central Plains vendor who sold sachets was arrested." ”

Sure enough, it was something made by the Central Plains. Lan Zhi didn't ask any more, went into the box and ordered a few side dishes, and ate them seriously.

She could basically guess the arrangement of the Central Plains. He got the news, and while contacting his accomplices, he secretly hid the news in a sachet and put it in a restaurant. In this way, even if something happens to him, the news may still get out.

There are also several sachets in the corner of the box. Lan Zhi's eyes fell on the sachets, and she secretly said in her heart: There are so many sachets in this restaurant, she can't turn over the boxes one by one. Which sachet had what she wanted?

At this point, it seems that the mind has entered an impasse. Lan Zhi's chopsticks paused, and she thought in a different direction: If she was Zhongyuan Hosaku, where would she put the sachet that hid the secret? The place had to be unobtrusive and safe, otherwise there would be no guests who would have wasted her scheming by rummaging through the sachets and finding out what was hidden inside......

Where would such a place be?

………………

Lan Zhi had an idea in her heart that gradually took shape. She was not in a hurry, she slowly ate the dishes on the plate, and invited Xiao Er to settle the bill, and finally asked, "Xiao Er, do you have a toilet here?" ”

Xiao Er respectfully pointed the way: "The guest officer went downstairs, entered the backyard from the small door, and turned right into a separate room." ”

Lan Zhi went as she was told. There is no distinction between men and women, but there are a few thatched pits. Lan Zhi saw several sachets in the corner of the toilet at a glance. The sachet was very new, but it was stained with sewage and turbidity, and it looked very disgusting.

There was no one around, Lan Zhi pursed her lips and stared at the sachets for a moment, and finally had no choice but to pick them up and hide in a thatched pit. I opened the sachet in the pit and rummaged through them one by one, and sure enough, in one of the sachets, I found a smaller sachet.

She wasn't mistaken, the fine work was hiding something here. Think about it, the toilet is dirty, and people come and go in a hurry, how can they have the heart to rummage through the things on the toilet floor?

The small sachet was not contaminated by the turbidity, and looking clean, Lan Zhi opened it and saw a rolled up note. There are three words written on the note: Wuxiang Temple.

And nothing else.

The smell of the toilet was strong, Lan Zhi sniffled uncomfortably, and covered her mouth and nose with her hands. Wuxiang Temple she knows that it is a temple with a flourishing incense in Haotian City. He told her that he must have wanted her to go there again.

It's just that this paper only gives an address, so where is the news that Nakahara wants her to deliver?

Lan Zhi flattened the crumpled paper a bit, and finally found the clue: the texture of the paper was very similar to the paper of the envelope that Xiao Jianchu used to send her a letter. It is estimated that as soon as the paper is placed in water, the ink will change and reconstitute the real message.

So it seems that the news has also been found. But Wuxiang Temple is so big, who should she give things to?

Lan Zhi looked at the small sachet containing the note again, but remembered something she had heard: when she was in the women's barracks, she had heard that there was a hundred-year-old Bodhi tree in Wuxiang Temple, which was often worshiped by people with incense, which was extremely effective, so in recent years, many people would go to the temple to pray for the tree. They threw the sachet containing their wishes onto the tree to send their feelings.

- So...... All she had to do was throw the sachet into the tree and someone would pick it up?

It's a safe way to do it, and it's not noticeable in the slightest. Lan Zhi had a bottom in her heart, so she took the little sachet into her arms, and took the rest of the sachets out of the pit and threw them back into the corner of the latrine. Then she fetched water from the well in the backyard to wash her hands, but she did not soak the paper with water, and went directly out of Yongle Restaurant.

She was not interested in the message on paper. She'd come here for a walk, but out of respect for the meticulous work. She just had to deliver the things, and after that, she would never get involved in their business again.

It was afternoon, and Lan Zhi arrived at Wuxiang Temple. There were many people who came to offer incense and pray, Lan Zhi first went to the main hall to make a stick of incense for the Central Plains, and then went to the Bodhi tree to pretend to pray and threw the incense sachet to the tree.

The branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree are luxuriant, and there are hundreds of large and small sachets on the tree. If you don't try your best to find it, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it. Lan Zhi didn't look at it anymore, didn't stay any longer, turned around and left neatly.

She's already dabbled too deeply. Whether the sachet could reach the hands of the fine companion was really not her responsibility. That's the end of it.

Lan Zhi left simply, not noticing a familiar figure in the corner of the temple. Duan Ling slowly walked to the door of the main hall, his eyes were heavy and his face was gloomy.

Luckily, he came here today. The two female soldiers were both masters of the Tiger Weiwei Division, but they were dumped by Lan Zhi. This person's anti-tracking ability is unexpectedly strong, I'm afraid that Yu Yuan Guoli, besides him, can't find a second person who can follow her.

Duan Ling stared at the Bodhi tree and stood silently for a while, and finally walked to the temple gate, found a beggar, gave him half a tael of silver, and asked him to go to the city to help inform people.

He waited for more than a quarter of an hour, and several henchmen rushed to the Wuxiang Temple. Duan Ling didn't explain, and directly ordered: "You are ambushing here tonight, if you see someone taking incense sachets from the tree......" Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, his thin lips lifted lightly, and said four words: "Kill on the spot." ”

The henchmen looked at each other, and one of them said, "But...... Lord Duan, Wuxiang Temple has always been prosperous with incense, and it is a quiet place for Buddhism, we are killing people here, I am afraid that someone will hold the adults accountable, which is not good for the adults. ”

Duan Ling waved his hand: "It's okay." You just want to arrest and do the work, and I will take care of the other things. ”

Henchmen should be at ease. But there was also a humane: "Lord Duan, if you arrest and work carefully, why don't you leave a living mouth and take it back to the prison for a good trial?" ”

Duan Ling looked at the man with a cold face, and the man was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had a lot of things, and hurriedly lowered his head. Only then did Duan Ling retract his gaze and slowly speak, "Kill him, I don't need to interrogate." ”

After Duan Ling descended the mountain, he returned to the mansion. He didn't have to wait long. When night fell, it snowed heavily in Haotian City, and when the snow white covered the courtyard, the henchmen went back and forth: "Lord Duan, after the Wuxiang Temple closed the mountain gate, there was a Central Plains Changgong who came out to clean the temple. Taking advantage of no one's attention, he went to the linden tree and took down the sachet. ”

The henchman presents the sachet. Duan Ling took it, put it in his palm and looked at it carefully, and asked casually: "You didn't cause any trouble, did you?" ”

The henchman replied: "As soon as he untied the sachet, we killed him without making a big fuss." I also negotiated with the temple, but there was no problem. ”

Duan Ling nodded and said, "Okay, you go down." ”

The henchman retired. Duan Ling was the only one left in the room. He opened the sachet and took out the note, and saw three big characters in the book: Wuxiang Temple.

The content didn't seem to be strange, but Duan Ling rubbed the paper with his fingertips, but he sensed that something was wrong. The Central Plains is not only a country of etiquette, with a long history, but also exquisite craftsmanship, and craftsmen can often make some interesting things. Duan Ling had seen this kind of paper before, and he also knew the secret of this kind of paper, so he asked his subordinates to fetch a basin of water and put the paper into the water.

The ink blurred, then reassembled, revealing a line of small print. Duan Ling took a closer look, and it turned out to be the plan of the Yuyuan* team to suppress bandits in the Central Plains Country recently.

A few days ago, a traitor came out of Huweiwei, and a hundred households spread the news. Xiang Jinxiu caught the hundred households, and he could punish him, but he didn't pry his mouth open, so he didn't know who the news had gotten to. Now, he was unintentionally found back by Duan Ling.

Duan Ling stood silent for a long time, slowly walked to the hearth, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it in. When the tongue of fire engulfed the paper ball and the green smoke slowly dispersed into the room, he opened his mouth and called, "Come on." ”

The subordinate pushed the door and entered. Duan Ling instructed: "Send someone to Huweiwei and ask Lan Zhi from the women's barracks to come and see me." He looked at the hourglass on the desk, it was almost 23 o'clock, thought for a moment, and added: "Let the housekeeper take her directly to my bedroom, and tell her ...... by the way" The man paused for a moment and said quietly: "I miss her." ”

After saying this, imagining the woman's frightened and stiff expression, Duan Ling finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart. This allowed him to finally let out a long sigh and wave his hand, "Go quickly." ”