At the beginning of the night, it was the time for evening class, only the faint moon was leaking on the blue and white roof of Baiyunguan, Deng Duxiu bowed and walked slowly and quietly between the scattered houses.

When he arrived at the Bingzi room in the northwest corner, he slowly pushed the door and flashed in, which was his place in Baiyun Temple.

Entering, he went straight to the bottom of the bed, and took out a third square brick leaning inward against the foot of the bed, and at the bottom was a groove, and the silver ticket had been removed, and in its place was a palm-sized three-legged tripod full of patina.

"Is this also a treasurer of the treasurer?"

He sneered, grabbed the copper tripod, and closed the dark grid.

"Just because of this, you can be convicted of such a serious crime?"

Deng Duxiu couldn't figure it out, but he didn't bother to think about it.

At this time, it is not far from the moment when the fireworks are lit.

Deng Duxiu sneaked quickly, and halfway through, he sank the copper tripod into the lotus pond in the courtyard.

After dozens of breaths, he sneaked to the east wing, where the lights were dim, and in front of the small window, the bamboo shadow swayed, as if outlining a charming shadow.

Although many years have passed, Deng Duxiu can still remember the image of Uncle Qin, who has come all the way here to place orders.

When Uncle Qin, who was wearing a white gauze hat, was dressed in a light rain and slowly stepped on the bluestone slab road, it was like a cold water lotus floating in the wind.

In the Baiyun Temple, more than 20 disciples crowded at the railings of each room to watch, and Deng Duxiu was no exception.

Just when all the disciples were holding their breath and admiring Uncle Qin's beautiful demeanor, Uncle Qin took off his hat and revealed a grimace mask with blue fangs, which perfectly fit his face, as if he was the real face.

Suddenly, the entire Baiyun Temple howled in terror.

Uncle Qin stayed in Baiyun Temple for more than ten days, as if he had left a day or two before he was arrested.

In the past ten days, Uncle Qin was entrusted by the master Li Mufeng to supervise the schoolwork of the disciples.

So much so that in a very short period of time, the disciples figured out the rules of Uncle Qin's life.

Deng Duxiu dared to sneak at this time, also because he knew this point, Uncle Qin must still be on the top of the mountain to guide the spirit, and he would not return until three o'clock in the morning.

Deng Duxiu quietly slipped to the side of the room, and was just about to stuff the prepared paper into the crack in the door, when he suddenly found that the bamboo window was slightly open, and he could clearly see a collection of essays on the Huanghuali wooden desk, and the cover was written by Lishu "A Volume of Ice and Snow Literature".

Deng Duxiu put the paper on the side of the anthology and left quickly.

It was only written on the paper: At the moment of the hour, on the slope of the plain girl.

He expected that with Uncle Qin's arrogance, he would definitely go to the Su Nupo to punish the person who passed the book.

Therefore, the eight characters on the paper were cut and glued on a book.

He concluded that the more cautious he was, the more he would show that he was a thief, and the more he was a thief, the more Uncle Qin would chase after him.

After throwing the paper, Deng Duxiu walked towards Ruyi Garden, where Li Wan'er's refining room was, and when passing by the Sunu Slope, through the bright moonlight, you could clearly see that Zhang Yang was directing more than a dozen porters, placing fireworks piled up into a hill.

"Little junior sister, at the end of the day, on the slope of the plain girl, the stars are shining, and the time will be ......"

Deng Duxiu walked outside Ruyi Garden, and heard that Cao Ji was inviting Li Wan'er, needless to say, this must be a means of publicity.

After Li Wan'er responded, Cao Ji left humming a minor tune, and Deng Duxiu flashed out of the shadows of the bamboo forest and quickly entered Ruyi Garden.

Li Wan'er gave Cao Ji a few steps, giving Deng Duxiu a time difference before she was about to close the door, Deng Duxiu opened the door and dodged in.

Li Wan'er's mouth grew up, and her eyes were full of surprise, "Teacher, senior brother, you, aren't you asleep?"

Deng Duxiu whispered, "I asked Senior Brother to buy some fireworks, and there will be a fireworks show in a while, do you want to watch it with me?"

He didn't want to win Li Wan'er's heart, but he just wanted to find an alibi to prove that there was no one Li Wan'er, the daughter of the viewer, who was more suitable.

And as long as he intercepts Li Wan'er first and asks her not to appear on the Sunu slope at the end of the day, the good show he arranged for Zhang Yang will be staged.

"Ah, okay, okay, it's just that it's night, if my father sees it, senior brother, you go outside and wait for me first, I'll change into dark clothes, and I'll come right away." ”

Li Wan'er was surprised at first, and then her face was full of excitement.

Deng Duxiu responded, withdrew from Li Wan'er's boudoir, and continued to wait in the shadow of the bamboo forest outside Ruyi Garden.

After a while, a green-clothed maid came out of the round arch stone door of Ruyi Garden and looked around.

By the moonlight, Deng Duxiu recognized at a glance that the maid was Li Waner's personal maid Xiaohe.

He whistled lightly, Xiaohe hurried over, and said in a low voice, "The master suddenly came from Tongtianyuan, Zhao Miss spoke, Miss asked me to come over to summon you, let you wait, he will come later." After saying that, he hurriedly ran back.

Tongtian Garden and Ruyi Garden verandah are connected, and from where Deng Duxiu stands, there is no verandah on that side.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Li Wan'er came out, she changed into a dark green close-fitting long skirt, and her delicate figure was unobstructed.

"It's been a long wait, brother. ”

Li Wan'er had a sweet smile on her pretty face.

Deng Duxiu bowed slightly, "It's time, but it's faster." ”

At this time, there is less than a stick of incense left until the end of the hour.

Li Wan'er nodded, and the two walked quickly towards the plain girl slope.

The moon is soft and the wind is clear, the starry sky is brilliant, Deng Duxiu can't help but sigh secretly: It's a pity that this moonlight is gone.

After walking less than half a pillar of incense, the two arrived at the bottom of the plain girl slope.

Along the way, Li Wan'er's stomach kept rumbling, and at this moment, Li Wan'er was embarrassed.

"Senior brother, I'm ......"

A pretty face is like red paper.

"Senior sister, you go first. ”

People have three urgency, Deng Duxiu is helpless, fortunately, the time is almost up, there is Li Wan'er circumstantial evidence, this catastrophe has been avoided for the time being.

"Thank you, senior brother, I will be back in time for a quarter of the hour. ”

Li Wan'er left in a hurry.

Deng Duxiu bathed in the mountain breeze, looked up at the starry sky, the vast galaxy, and the eternal desolation, couldn't help touching the beads on his chest, and muttered, "At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached?"

"Rustle", a slight sound of footsteps came, Su Nu Poxi, a slender figure in white, walking quickly, under the vast moonlight, like a snow lotus pushed by the evening breeze.

"She, why is she here? this ......"

Deng Duxiu's heart flashed.

Sou!

Rumble!

The fireworks exploded, and it was not yet a moment of time.