Qi Lu gently turned the lock cylinder with the master key that Lao Wu had prepared for him, and then sneaked into the room and closed the door.

The reception room was still the furnishings he was familiar with, and in the corner illuminated by the setting sun outside the window, the string of Buddhist beads left by Master Wutong was reflecting a faint light.

In a trance, Qi Lu seemed to see Wutong sitting on a wooden chair as usual, reciting the scriptures like water, and he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart.

After a long time, Qi Lu retracted his thoughts, raised his head, and the thick wooden beam on the roof came into his eyes.

The beam was old, covered with deep cracks, and trembling to support the dilapidated roof. In the middle of it, Qi Lu found that there was a new wooden box that had been tied tightly with strips of pale yellow cloth, and it was covered with rune paper.

Qi Lu looked up at the wooden box, and his feet quietly moved, as if he wanted to jump on the beam, but he immediately dispelled this thought, and his eyes seemed to dim a little. He opened the back window and began to walk around the room, picking up everything and looking at it.

At this moment, Qi Lu heard footsteps outside the house, followed by a crisp male voice in his ears.

"Master Lin, please come here."

It was the little monk of the clear sky talking, Qi Lu hurriedly swept up, jumped out of the window like light smoke, and as soon as his feet landed, he hurriedly turned around and closed the window.

The time was calculated accurately, Qi Lu closed the window, and pushed open the door and walked in.

"Lord Lin, please take a seat." Qingkong's voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't slept well for days.

Qi Lu leaned lightly, his ears were already attached to the wall to eavesdrop, but his eyes were looking in through the gap in the window. He deliberately left the window crack that was not completely closed, just to make it easier for him to peek into everything in the house.

Sitting at the table was Master Wutong's younger brother Lin Bo, and next to him was a middle-aged monk. Qi Lu fixed his eyes and recognized this monk as the chief monk who confessed to him before Wutong left the temple.

I only heard Lin Bo say: "Master Wufan, there have been a lot of rumors about my eldest brother these days, I hope you don't believe it." ”

Wu Fan clasped his hands and said: "Rumors stop at the wise, the monks of our temple all know the character of the abbot, how can they pay attention to these gossips." Don't be angry, slanderers and slanderers will go to hell to endure the punishment of sinful karma after death. ”

Lin Bo picked up the teacup and was about to drink it and put it down angrily, and then said angrily: "The policeman surnamed Liu is simply a bastard, and he actually rejected my request to release my eldest brother on bail pending trial. ”

Wu Fan hurriedly persuaded him not to be angry, and it took a long time for the anger on Lin Bo's face to subside, he took out a cigarette and smoked it, but his eyes kept looking.

Qi Lu laughed secretly outside the window, and said in his heart that you are great if you are rich, the conditions for release on bail pending trial in China are very strict, and the old monk is guilty of homicide, not to mention that Liu Chenfei refuses you, even the director does not dare to agree to you easily.

Just as Qi Lu was laughing at Lin Bo, he heard Wu Fan say to Lin Bo again: "Master Lin, there is a sentence that I don't know if the little monk should say or not."

"Master, but it doesn't hurt to speak."

"Just now I accompanied you to pack up the belongings he left behind in the abbot's dormitory, and you said that you wanted a few things from the abbot as a souvenir, but the little monk rejected you at that time"

"Could it be that now the master has agreed to my request" Lin Bo sneered and said: "Big brother is only one of my relatives, my request is not too much."

"The donor's request is also reasonable." Wu Fan turned his mouth and said: "But the abbot is now in prison, if the donor needs a certain artifact, he must also obtain the consent of the abbot, and the little monk can hand it over to the donor." ”

"My eldest brother is detained in the detention center, and I am busy looking for a big-name lawyer for him, so I don't have a chance to meet with him."

"Then you might as well wait for the donor to hire a lawyer, let the lawyer tell the abbot on his behalf, and I will make a decision."

Lin Bo's face sank, and then he squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, just follow the master's words." But I have one more request, and I hope you will grant it. ”

"I don't know what else the donor has to trouble the little monk"

"Every time I come to the temple to see my eldest brother, I drink tea and chat with him in this reception room." Speaking of this, Lin Bo's eyes became sad, and he said softly: "Now that I am in love with the scene, I want to rest alone in this room for half an hour, I don't know if the master can agree to my request"

"Well, the benefactor's mood Xiao Monk understands." Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, glanced at all corners of the room, and thought that it was normal for Lin Bo to miss his brother in the room. Besides, these things in the reception room are some bargains, and Limbo is a famous rich man, how can he be greedy for these things. So he nodded and agreed to Limpo's request.

Wu Fan and Jingkong got up and bowed to Lin Bo, then withdrew and returned to the monk's house.

Standing in the doorway and watching their backs disappear behind the high wall, Limbo peeked out to see that there were no other monks or pilgrims passing by outside the reception room, so he quickly extinguished his cigarette butts and returned to the house, locking the door.

At this time, Lin Bo had a nervous expression on his face, and he, like Qi Lu, raised his head, and looked directly at the wooden box covered with rune paper on the beam.

Outside the window, Qi Lu couldn't help but show a smug look, as if a clever hunter had caught the fox's tail. Who knew that he had just been happy, and Lin Bo suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Qi Lu was surprised, and hurriedly straightened up and looked into the room, only to find Lin Bo squatting on the ground. His vision was restricted just now, so Qi Lu had the illusion that Lin Bo was missing in the reception room.

What the hell did he want to do, Qi Lu secretly thought to himself, and his eyes were fixed on him and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

In less than a moment, Limbo stood up with a slender and strong rope in his hand.

Qi Lu was stunned for a moment, but then realized that Lin Bo was squatting on the ground to untie the rope disguised as a belt around his waist. He didn't know martial arts, and he didn't know how to do magic, so he had to use this rope to remove the wooden box from the nearly three-meter-high beam.

I saw Lin Bo take a deep breath, and threw the rope up, and the rope instantly crossed the beam and fell down. He quickly tied the slipknot and pulled hard, and the front end of the rope was firmly tied to the beam.

Lin Bo rubbed his hands, took another breath, and began to climb up the rope. Don't look at him over sixty years old, but his skills are extremely agile, and the speed of getting up is no less than that of a young man.

In less than a minute, he climbed up the beam, untied the strip of cloth that bound the wooden box with his hands and feet, then took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and cut the rope, holding the box in one hand and hooking the beam in the other, and jumped to the ground with ease.

Limbo tied the cut rope into a dead knot and put it in his underwear pocket. He shoved the strip of cloth with the scriptures into the drawer of the bookcase, and finally placed the box on the table.

He was not in a hurry to open the box, but ran to the door, opened it, and looked around a few more times, until he was sure that there was no one, then re-locked the door, returned to the table and sat down.

Qi Lu saw that his series of actions were so skillful, and he scolded in his heart: Damn, I can't tell that you are still a habitual offender, you must have been a thief when you were young, maybe the first pot of gold to make a fortune was stolen

It was already completely dark, and Limbo seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he got up and put out the light, took out a small flashlight that had been prepared from his pocket, took the box in his hand, and slipped like a thief into the corner facing the door.

Qi Lu couldn't help but feel irritated when he saw him so cautious outside, but he had to patiently hook his body and adjust his viewing angle, so that his eyes could not leave Lin Bo's range of activities at any time.

Things are going on step by step according to Qi Lu's train of thought last night, and he is about to know the final result, Qi Lu can startle the snake at this time, make Lin Bo vigilant, and finally make his bamboo basket empty.

In the dim light of the flashlight, Lin Bo finally opened the box, and Qi Lu saw outside the window that the moment he opened the box, a faint blue light immediately flashed in the box.

Lin Bo's eyes also showed a strange color like that blue light, he took a long breath and muttered, "Songwen Sword, I finally got you"

Hearing this, Qi Lu's body straightened, and he looked at Lin Bo intently, for fear of neglecting any detail.

Lin Bo closed the lid and turned off the flashlight, he returned to the table in the dark, carefully placed the box on the table, turned on the fluorescent lamp, and the room was bright again.

"Big brother, you are so pedantic, you even have to hide your own brother" As he spoke, Lin Bo had already taken the Songwen Sword in his hand and watched it carefully, making a "tsk" sound from time to time, I don't know whether he was appreciating or sighing.

Low, noisy noises filled the reception room without warning. Like hatred, like a curse, the strange sound is full of hunger, the hunger of blood that can never be fed.

Qi Lu's scalp tingled when he heard it outside the window, but Lin Bo didn't notice anything unusual at all, and said in his mouth: "Lin Fang, you can't complain about me, you found it yourself" Under the light, Lin Bo's face was hideous, even more terrifying than a demon.

"Daxian got this sword, all my troubles can be completely solved, and it will be easy and happy to rescue my eldest brother at that time."

When Lin Bo was complacent, he suddenly heard what seemed to be movement outside the house, he quickly put the sword back in the box, picked it up, turned around and walked towards Qi Lu's hiding place, it seemed that he was going to escape from the window like Qi Lu.

Qi Lu chuckled, knowing that he had waited long enough, the show was about to be staged, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

As soon as Lin Bo pressed his hand on the windowsill and was about to turn out, he felt that someone punched him back into the house in front of him.

As soon as he got up from the ground, before he could react, he saw a familiar figure jump in from the window.

"Qi Lu, why are you here," Lin Bo shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

As he spoke, the box in his hand was stuffed into his arms in the blink of an eye.

Qi Lu couldn't help laughing when he saw his funny appearance, he pretended not to notice Lin Bo's behavior, and said to him with a smile: "Boss Lin, the host is coming soon, why did you, a distinguished guest, leave first without saying hello."