In the evening drum and morning bell, even if it is located in the crowded downtown area, the breath of morning dew in the temple still seems to be clear and pleasant, as if it is different from the turbid red dust of the world separated by a wall.

Because Dongjie Temple is located in the downtown area, the area is limited, and the long and narrow layout is difficult to show grandeur, not to mention, it is very difficult to build the necessary Daxiong Treasure Hall and Dharma Hall according to the regulations, not to mention the need to make a scene.

Therefore, in addition to the literati and artists who visit here, only the ordinary people who come to worship incense are those who are nearby and want to seek fame for themselves or their families.

And the good men and women who really come here to enter the incense, although they do not have a big family and have nothing to do, they must go out after the time. At the moment, he is also busy with his livelihood for a day, so how can he run to the temple. Therefore, the Qigong Temple was still very clean at this time.

Han Qinglan walked all the way, and only met two or three monks who sprinkled and swept.

Because he often came to the temple and didn't need anyone to guide him, after nodding to his monks, the two sides went their separate ways.

The pale white and still dazzling light shines through the dense branches and leaves of the towering ancient trees in the atrium of the Qigong Temple, sprinkling dots of light of different sizes.

Bathed in the halo, Han Qinglan, who was wandering on the uninhabited path, squinted slightly comfortably, tilted her head lightly, and enjoyed the gentlest daylight of the day as she walked forward.

But until he approached the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was still not a single face to see, which made him surprised and finally serious.

It's strange that the people who come to worship in that kind of carriage don't care if they are men, women and children, even if they don't bring Ruyun servants, they should have personal attendants to serve them, and they must be meticulous about living, sitting and lying.

In other words, if you don't stir up the people of Dongjie Temple, you should make some noise.

But this one is really ...... Simple? Or maybe you specifically asked not to be too public?

Han Qinglan became more and more curious, but after entering the main hall, she didn't see all the situations she guessed on the road. Not to mention the silent and obedient servants, there is not even a human figure.

In the empty hall, only two sticks of incense burned quietly in the copper incense burner.

Obviously, someone came to offer incense, but did not leave through the main entrance.

But because the Qigong Temple is in the downtown area, the monks in the temple only open the main gate in order to facilitate the care and care. Walking backwards, there is only the Dharma hall where the monks live, let alone going out, even if you go away by mistake, you will be immediately found and driven back.

Not to mention that after so long, there was no commotion at all.

The more bizarre situation made the smile on the corner of Han Qinglan's mouth more and more obvious.

It's interesting, but it's obviously not something you should delve into.

He's hesitating—

Click, click!

Two very slight crunch sounds came from the side of the temple, the first of which was obviously the sound of a tree branch breaking under force.

Han Qinglan hesitated for a moment, and walked lightly towards the place where the voice came from.

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Because of the long and narrow area of Dongjie Temple, the incense itself is not prosperous. The west side hall on the right side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall has not only been omitted, but also planted with bay leaf palm and high banyan as a cover inside and outside the courtyard wall.

At this time, Zizhu, who was left under the courtyard wall, was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his cavity.

"County Lord! You, come down! If so, if something goes wrong, the slave and maid will not be able to reveal a few layers of skin! ”

Because of the emotion, even if the voice has been lowered to the limit, it still sounds sharp and harsh.

Danyang just climbed the tree without danger and jumped on the wall again, and before he could sit down, he just wanted to turn around and smile at Zizhu to comfort him, but he accidentally slipped under his feet and almost fell down.

"Kay! Woohoo......"

Under this startle, Zizhu almost made a birdsong sound. Fortunately, she was frightened by Danyang's fierce gaze, and reacted quickly to gag her mouth with her hand, so as not to let the screams spread and attract others.

"Shh

Although half of Danyang's body was suspended in the air, he still insisted on instructing Zizhu again in his breath before trying to climb back to the wall again and sit down again.

"Hoo ......"

The thrill was a little more thrilling, but it really reminded her of the fun of her childhood.

Thinking about it like this, Danyang was a little heavy and nervous, but he was also much more relaxed.

She turned around and smiled at Zizhu, and said with her mouth:

'Wait here, don't miss a trail, and be ready to answer me!' ’

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and threw the hemp rope that Zizhu had bought temporarily, which had tied the thick branches at this time, and threw it along the courtyard wall to the next door.

In the capital, where every inch of land is valuable, especially in the place where the flat-headed people live around the Dongjie Temple, all the buildings are eager to be crowded together.

Therefore, even the outside of the world, which is not defiled by the world, has to follow the customs of the locals and let the neighbors borrow light. Not only did the middle alley be omitted, but also a courtyard wall was directly used.

And at this moment, it is convenient for Danyang to slip to the courtyard of the Lixiang Garden next door to the Dongjie Temple.

Quietly climbing down the wall without attracting attention, Danyang quickly hid in a thicker part of the trees.

“…… On stage, it would be nice to be able to form a role early. ”

"You want to be on stage too? Ha, it's too early to wait another ten years. Mo Yang: How many years does it take to produce one......"

The two little opera boys who walked together chatted and passed by Danyang's hiding place, but they didn't notice anything unusual in the bushes a few feet away.

Danyang waited with bated breath, and only gasped silently when the two walked away.

Fortunately, her movements were light and fast enough, otherwise she would have been discovered before she landed just now, and she would have been sent to the government in the blink of an eye.

After taking a breath and looking around again, Danyang got out of the bushes and walked towards the main theater building calmly and quickly.

Lixiang Garden, one of the three major theaters in Beijing.

And it is the only theater that can be appreciated by both the public and the powerful, and it is famous in Kyushu.

Therefore, the county lord of Danyang, who disguised himself as an ordinary merchant girl, is such a playful and curious age. Although she appeared in the theater a little earlier at this hour, it was not too surprising.

But in fact, Danyang himself doesn't like to watch dramas. In the sum of her two lives, she only watched the invited troupe when she was having fun in the house.

The reason why she can remember this place is that according to the memory of the previous life, it was sealed soon after the murder outside the mansion, and she found strong evidence that can prove who is behind the scenes.

At that time, she was young and fearless, and she was not frightened by all kinds of rumors in the house, and even paid special attention to this strange case for a period of time out of curiosity.

At present, Danyang depends on this, so that he can find this place before the officers and soldiers and the head catcher.

But after coming to the main theater building, facing a total of five floors of various private rooms from top to bottom, she looked up without tears and sighed silently in her heart.

'Tsk, I really underestimated the theater that was once the first in Kyushu. How can there be so many private rooms here?! ’

But just a moment later, Danyang was already reinvigorated.

In her previous life, she thought she had lived a very good life, but the only thing she was proud of was that she had learned and adhered to a habit - she would never retreat without knowing the difficulties and would not be discouraged!

After ascending to the first floor, Danyang immediately raised his hand to stop a passing boy, and asked in a generous and straightforward manner:

"Dare to ask, if I want to invite the county lord to come here to watch a play, which private room should I decide?"