On the morning of the birthday celebration, Song Qi participated in the ceremony of welcoming Ming Zhugong into the red carpet in the courtyard outside the second gate of the Qilin Temple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After that, the Ryuginkan ceremony began to pay homage to the birthday. Through the second gate, you can vaguely see the situation of the Ryuyin Hall.

Song Qi looked at the birthday ceremony of the birthday celebration groups from all walks of life, and thought: "Mingyu takes good care of me, and Ming Zhugong has a life-saving grace for me." Today is the 60th birthday of Ming Zhugong, and everyone has offered their own birthday gifts. I've lived here for nothing for more than three months, how can I not give any gifts. ”

"But what to give? I came into this world empty-handed, with nothing to lose. The things used now are all Ming Zhu Gong's, where can there be anything as a gift? Song Qi was very troubled in his heart, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Song Qi suddenly had an idea: "That's right." The only thing that belongs to me now is a repeater. He gave the repeater to Ming Zhu Gong as a birthday gift. Ming Zhu Gong often encountered various robbers and also needed a self-defense weapon. This repeater should be of some use to him. ”

Thinking that he finally had a gift to give, Song Qi was very happy. But the repeater was not around.

He excused himself to change his clothes, got up and left his seat, quietly walked out of the Qilin Courtyard, and went back to the Ming Zhu Mansion to get the crossbow.

At this time, the Taoists within the second gate were all paying attention to who gave what kind of birthday gift, and the people outside the second gate were watching the performance of the Green Family Class intently, and no one noticed Song Qi's departure.

The vermilion gate of the mansion was closed tightly because everyone went to the Kirin Temple to attend the birthday celebration.

Song Qi pulled up the bronze buckle on the door and buckled it a few times, although the sound of the door was very clear to hear closely, but the sound was quickly drowned out by the sound of drums from the Qilin Courtyard.

Song Qi pulled up the clasp again and buckled it more than a dozen times. It took about a cup of tea before I heard footsteps approaching inside.

After a while, the small door next to the gate creaked open.

"Who?" An elderly man poked his head out and looked out the door.

"Uncle, it's me, Song Qi." Song Qi moved to the small door, pointed to his face and smiled.

Lao Ding squinted his eyes and recognized it for a long time, Fang Kai opened the door and smiled: "Oh, it turned out to be Song Gongzi." Why don't you go to the birthday party? ”

Song Qi raised his foot and stepped into the threshold, and said with a smile: "I've been there." I forgot to take something, so I'll go back and get it right away. As he spoke, he walked inward, passed through the second gate, bypassed the council hall, passed through the Fulin Temple, and returned to Dexian Garden.

He entered the room and quickly took the repeater and carried it on his shoulder. Just as he walked out of the Moon Cave Gate of Dexian Garden, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow dozens of steps away in front of him on the right for two moments, and then disappeared around the corner of the courtyard wall.

Song Qi shouted: "Who? Then he ran a few steps, caught up, and looked around, and there was no one at the corner of the courtyard wall.

Song Qi secretly thought to himself: "Could it really be a thief?" "Look at this courtyard again, it is the Hanzhang Courtyard where Ming Zhu Gong lived, and it is the most important place in the entire public mansion.

"There's a thief!" Song Qi exclaimed in surprise, but his voice was also overwhelmed by the noisy sound of the drums of the Qilin Temple, and no one responded at all. He walked back and forth around the corner for a few steps, looked left and right, and found that Hanzhang Courtyard was unguarded, he shook his head and sighed: "Didn't you say that the chameleon tiger is very likely to lurk on Dream Island." Such an important place is not guarded by people? ”

"Looks like we're going to have to get someone to catch the thief." He muttered to himself as he turned around and ran towards the gate.

He hadn't run a few steps before he felt a muffled pop in the back of his head, followed by a sharp pain, and then he fainted and fell unconscious.

I don't know how much time passed, Song Qi woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and he didn't know where it was.

He felt a heart-piercing pain in the back of his head, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch the sore spot, but his hand couldn't move no matter how hard he struggled. It turned out that his hands were tied with ropes and he couldn't move. Try moving your feet and find that your feet are also tied.

Song Qi opened his eyes and looked at the dark void, and said in his heart: "It seems that I have been kidnapped again!" ”

The last time she was robbed was in full view of everyone, Mingyu Lingxue would naturally find a way to rescue her. And this time, he was hijacked silently, almost no one knew that he was hijacked, and Mingyu Lingxue was still attending the birthday celebration in the Qilin Courtyard, so he would not have thought that he would be hijacked at all. By the time they realized he was missing, it could be days, and they didn't know where to look.

It seems that this time it is more than lucky! Alas, how could I be so unlucky!

Song Qi felt himself sitting, his hands and feet tied to a chair with ropes. Only the head can shake slightly. He shook his head back, and with a "thud" he touched a hard object, perhaps a pillar. Although he couldn't see anything clearly, he could imagine himself being tied to a chair and fixed to a pillar.

"Anyone?" Song Qi wanted to shout, but his throat squirmed violently a few times, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth, it turned out that his mouth was gagged with a cloth.

Song Qi had no choice but to shake his head, sighed in his stomach, and then listened carefully, but he didn't hear any sound in his ears. It seems that this is a very narrow space, and it is not above the ground, and if it is above the ground, the sound of the drums of Kirinin Temple must be heard. Because the sound was so loud and long, it could be heard from almost any corner of Dream Island.

Song Qi opened his eyes for a long time, but it was still dark in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he simply closed his eyes and leaned his head against the pillar to close his eyes. By the way, think about how to escape from the clutches of robbers.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a faint sound from the side, which seemed to be the sound of his mouth being covered, and then he heard a thumping sound, which seemed to be the sound of his head hitting a pillar. Could it be that there is another person here?

Turning his head to look for prestige, it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

After about three or four pillars of incense, I heard a sound of footsteps coming from overhead, gradually approaching, gradually ringing. It seems that someone is descending the stairs, and it reverberates with every step.

In this way, this is definitely not a basement. Because there is absolutely no such clear reverberation in the basement.

"It's not on the ground, it's not underground, so where would it be?" Song Qi's eyebrows tightened, thinking hard. "Could it be..."

As if to confirm his suspicions, the door slammed open. A dim light peeked through the window. Although this light is dim, for Song Qi, who has not seen the light for a long time, it is no different from the light of ten suns.

I saw two masked men coming in from the door. They still wore veils in such a hidden place, probably because they didn't want Song Qi to know his face. Behind the masked man was a large room, with a high window open on the far wall, from which the sky could be seen. I couldn't see anything but that glimmer of heaven.