After the cultivation was completed, Nie Feng got up and went to the toilet.

The building he lives in has no bathroom, and there is only one public toilet on each floor, where bathing and going to the toilet are all gathered together.

When he walked down the hallway, he found that a certain room on the second floor opposite was brightly lit, and several figures were moving, as if they were having a meeting.

Nie Feng hurriedly relieved his hand, went downstairs, and quietly walked towards the opposite building.

There were still more than ten meters away from the building, and Nie Feng saw two people standing downstairs, although the night was dark, the occasional flash in the other party's eyes was particularly eye-catching in the dark.

There is no doubt that these two people are martial artists, but it is unknown what realm of martial artists, but they certainly do not surpass the elite fighters.

Nie Feng quietly lay on the ground behind a pile of rockeries, pricked up his ears, and listened.

It stands to reason that the martial artists who have reached the realm of elite warriors, the tempering of their vitality makes their senses sharper than ordinary people.

But it was still very difficult to hear such a distant conversation clearly, but Nie Feng could hear some words intermittently.

Looking at the figure in front of the window, there are about six or seven people, all of whom are estimated to be core members of the painting club.

There is a slender little man in the figure, and it is estimated that Li Le is also among them, and it seems that this little girl is heavier than he imagined.

The meeting went back and forth, talking about a lot of internal affairs of the painting club, and Nie Feng vaguely heard a few words, such as: ancient temple, altar and so on.

Later, the other party's voice became lower and lower, and Nie Feng couldn't hear it clearly.

Nie Feng quietly climbed two steps, and accidentally touched the flower shelf next to him, and the flower pots placed on it fell down and fell to pieces on the ground.

"Who?" the two warriors standing guard downstairs suddenly became alert.

Nie Feng was uneasy, thinking that the matter was exposed, and he didn't know how to answer, but in a hurry, suddenly a voice sounded.

"It's me. A thin old man staggered past where Nie Feng was squatting, as if he didn't see the other party, walked downstairs, and said:

"I'm here to check the night, it's so late, what are you still doing, turn off the lights and go to bed early, don't affect everyone. ”

"Okay, Uncle Wang, let's have a meeting, and it'll be over soon. When the other party saw that it was the administrator of the hotel, Lao Wang, he relieved his heart and did not ask any more questions.

"Remember to turn off the lights after the meeting. Lao Wang instructed uneasily, and walked away with his body on his back, from beginning to end, he directly ignored Nie Feng's existence.

Nie Feng remembered that when he first arrived at the art club, Gray Eagle knew his whereabouts, and it seemed that there was also his inside line here, and this old Wang was probably it.

......

The next day, Nie Feng went to Li Le and prepared to set some secrets, in his impression, this girl was simple-minded, and it was not easy to catch some words.

But Li Le was simple but not stupid, and righteously exposed Nie Feng's careful thoughts,

"Brother Nie, the president is back, you better put more effort into painting, when the time comes, if you don't pass the exam, you will probably be driven away. ”

The president Li Le said was her sister, Li Ping, which Nie Feng only learned about recently.

It's no wonder that she has a little prestige in the painting club at a young age, and most of them are still supported by her sister.

Nie Feng, who couldn't steal chickens, went to the commissary again, discussed with the fat man, and prepared to find a breakthrough point from other places.

When I returned to the Danqing Hotel, I found that Li Le was looking for me, "Nie Feng, you go shopping immediately, and buy it according to what is written on this paper." ”

Li Le handed the other party a note, Nie Feng looked at it, and it read: 30 incense candles, 200 bamboo sticks and incense, 4 pure copper lamps and lanterns, etc., are all items used for worship and worship.

Nie Feng was strange at the moment, what did a painting club buy these things to burn incense and worship Buddha?

"Oh, don't ask, it's a secret, hurry up and buy it!" The girl's eyes widened, and she said coquettishly, giving Nie Feng five hundred yuan.

"After you buy it, walk to the back bridge, I'll drive there and wait!"

The main cultural tourism of the ancient town is not a Buddhist temple nearby, so it is really difficult to find these things for a while.

Nie Feng ran a few streets and found three or four stores before he got the items he needed.

When Nie Feng came to the back bridge with a big bag of things, Li Le was already waiting there in a car.

Nie Feng put the things in the trunk, handed the change to the girl, said hello and prepared to leave.

The car drove more than ten meters, and suddenly Li Letou stretched out the window and shouted, "Brother Nie, do you have something to do in the afternoon?"

Nie Feng shook his head, the afternoon painting club originally arranged outdoor sketching, but he, Mr. Nanguo, was really not interested.

"Then get in the car and do me a favor!"

After Nie Feng got into the car, the car followed the road at the foot of the mountain, turning east and west for a while.

After walking for about half an hour, Nie Feng estimated that it was thirteen or fourteen miles away from the town, so he got off the car on a small hillside halfway up the mountain.

On this slope is a small grove dotted on the mountainside, not at all inconspicuous, the location of the grove is not high, but at this time there is a thin mist in the forest.

"Brother Nie, follow in my footsteps, don't make a mistake, it's easy to get lost here. Li Le said to Nie Feng.

Nie Feng picked up the package, followed behind Li Le, and walked deep into the woods with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He stared at the girl's footsteps, sitting three steps and four steps to the right, for fear that he would make a mistake.

As for where to go and what to do, he didn't ask, for fear that if he said too much, he would lose, so Li Le left himself to wait for him.

After walking for a while, the fog in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, and Nie Feng had to follow the girl closely, otherwise he might not be able to find anyone if he was a little farther away.

Suddenly, Nie Feng felt that he had touched something, like a membrane.

Thin, cool, the film slid over my head, face, and body, and I felt like I had passed through a colloidal layer.

The scene in front of me changed.

There are no more woods, and what jumps into your eyes is a dilapidated ancient temple!

The ancient temple is not big, I feel that it is only five or six hundred square meters, and the temple is surrounded by thick fog, and I can't see the terrain and landforms around.

It is said to be dilapidated, mainly because the walls of the temple are in tatters, the paint on the walls has fallen off, and the weeds are overgrown under the walls.

The temple door was closed, Li Le knocked on the door, and after a while, a monk in Tsing Yi opened the door.

"Miss Le, it's you again!"

"What's the matter, don't add this and don't do it? Don't be impatient, Miss Ben doesn't want to come yet!"

Li Le motioned to Nie Feng to hand over the package to the other party and said, "Eldest sister, hurry up and arrange it, goodbye." ”

It is estimated that she didn't have much feeling for the monk, she didn't say much, and she didn't enter the temple gate, so she picked up Nie Feng and walked back.

So Nie Feng once again had the feeling of passing through a layer of "membrane".

When he came back, Nie Feng didn't make a sound, although his heart was full of doubts, he still didn't take the initiative to say hello.

When the monk poked his head out just now, he saw the essence in the other party's eyes flashing, and it seemed that he was also a martial artist.

A warrior staying in a place where there is no shop in front of the village can only say that there are unspeakable secrets in this temple.

Li Le sent Nie Feng to the back bridge, crossed the bridge, and crossed two streets, which was the inn where Nie Feng stayed.

Nie Feng pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car, Li Le said: "Brother Nie, don't say what you see today!"

Nie Feng picked his head, pretending to be inexplicable.

After all, the girl was blinded by Nie Feng's routine, smiled sweetly, and two small dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.