"Take a look," Xue Qian stuffed the burden of holding Xuantie into his quilt, "Xuantie is here, Xuantie will die." ”

Sheng Tingyan glanced at Xue Qian: "It's just a matter of looking at something, you're thinking too much." ”

"Get out! Keep rolling! Xue Qian mercilessly threw a pillow over.

……

Now it's the time of year, and it's dark early.

After the first watch, before the second watch, it was already dark.

Most of the monks in Guangpu Temple blew out the lamps and slept, and Sheng Ting shuttled through this temple alone, as if entering a no-man's land.

Although the courtyard wall of the Reading Pavilion is not short, it has always been unable to stop the Sheng Ting.

Bai had walked here once, and although it was dark at this time, Sheng Ting could still distinguish the direction by the tallest three-story building in this courtyard.

The main and back doors of the Reading Pavilion, the location of the martial arts training ground, and the location of Cao Changlin's residence can all be accurately found out by Sheng Ting.

Through these, Sheng Ting roughly estimated the overall layout of the entire Reading Pavilion, and guessed that the residence of the Jingxi Pavilion Master should be directly south of the martial arts training ground.

At this time, he was leaning against the wall and bending his waist, planning to go directly to find Jingxi's residence.

It's just that he was about to leave, but suddenly he saw a window on the second floor of the three-story building lit up behind the treatment, and the sound of the window opening and closing the door was not yet.

In this dark and quiet night, the 'squeak' sound of opening and closing the door is particularly clear and piercing.

It's so late, dare to make such a noise here so blatantly, except for the master here, Sheng Ting can't think of anyone else.

So he quietly touched it and climbed up to the second floor.

When he reached the second floor, he felt through the open window, quickly found a good spot in the room, and peeked in.

With just one glance, he recognized the back.

is similar to Jing Xi's back, there is no doubt that Jing Xi.

He seemed to have just bathed, and the ends of his silver hair were dripping with water.

And this is where the books are stored in the Reading Pavilion.

The hall occupies almost two-thirds of the second floor of the building, and is filled with bookshelves lined with countless books.

And Na Jingxi was looking for a book in front of the bookshelf.

Because of the distance and the dim light, Sheng Ting couldn't see what book he was looking for.

What is he looking for, could it be a medical book? Jing Xi should read the most medical books.

He turned suddenly, took a book in his hand, walked to a table and sat down, and lit another oil lamp on the table.

The light in the room was more abundant, and Sheng Ting immediately alertly hid his whole body in the dark corner

He sat there with his back straight, hanging his head and flipping through the books, which was also very similar to her.

But it doesn't matter if he's reading a medical book or not! Sheng Ting narrowed his eyes, took out a black cloth from his arms, and quickly covered his face.

Tonight he has to verify whether he is a real man or not.

Sheng Ting stuck to the bookshelf and walked forward silently.

He planned to cut in from the rear, first cut and heal, and then directly hold him.

Sheng Ting's movements were fast enough, but before he could get around to the closest position to Jing Xi, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Listening to the footsteps, there must have been quite a few people coming, about four, two men and two women. Sheng Ting frowned instantly.

After a while, four people walked in.

Jing Xi, who was reading a book, raised his head, his voice was hoarse and broken, and it even sounded a little terrifying in this quiet night.

"What's the matter?"

Wen Yi is one of the servants who has been with Jing Xi all the year round, and he replied respectfully at this moment:

"Childe, it's not too early, Tuanjin and Tuanhua have been ordered by their husbands to ask you to go back and rest."

Jing Xi glanced at a few people and frowned: "I just turned a page in this book." ”

Tuan Jin is the big girl next to Jingxi's wife Yun Qiujun, and said with a smile at this time:

"Childe just take the book back to the room to read it. Childe came out to bathe, but he didn't go back at this hour, he came to the reading pavilion to read, and Mrs. was worried that Childe was wrinkled in the soup pool. ”

Tuanhua next to Tuanjin smiled when she heard this: "Sister Tuanjin smiled, if you go back to the house, where will the son still have the heart to read." ”

"Mouthy!" Jing Xi glanced at the two girls who were chattering, and closed the book with a snap.

When Jing Xi turned around and went back to put the book, Tuan Hua said to Tuanjin: "Look, the son doesn't even read the book, where is the book compared to Mrs. Shang." ”

Jing Xi heard the whispers of the two girls, anyway, the two girls were not afraid of him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them.

He put the book back in its place, and just as everyone thought he was about to turn away, he suddenly took a few steps towards the bookshelf to the left......

Quickly opened a few books in front of him, and a pair of sharp eyes looked straight towards the back of the bookshelf.

Sheng Ting squatted on the ground, leaning his back against the bookshelf, even holding his breath. Fortunately, he hid quickly just now, so he was not discovered.

When he heard that his son-in-law was acting strangely, he suddenly stood there with a serious expression, and hurriedly asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing," Jing Xi put his hands behind his back, "Let's go back." ”

Jing Xi went out, and one of the two maids each carried a lantern to open the way in front, and the other stayed behind to extinguish the treatment and lock the door.

When the sound of Rao's footsteps disappeared completely, Sheng Ting walked out from behind the bookshelf.

He stood in front of the window and took a look, and saw that Jing Xi and the others had already walked away, so he blew the fire fold he carried with him and took the book that Jing Xi had just turned a page.

Sheng Ting was just about to open the book to take a look, but suddenly heard a female voice downstairs exclaiming: "Who is it!" ”

So he immediately blew out the fire, stuffed the book into his arms, and prepared to find a good place to stay and jump from the second floor.

But before he could move, he heard a catsword with a bang

Then I heard the female voice just now, like one of the maids who had come before:

"It turned out to be a cat, and it scared me to death. …… Ah, I found it, and I knew it had fallen here. ”

Sheng Ting also breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for the others to leave, then he opened the window and prepared to go out.

As soon as he opened the window, a cat jumped up to him.

He subconsciously went to scratch it, but the speed was not as fast as this cat, and he suddenly felt a burst of heat on his face, as if he had been scratched by a cat.

……

When Sheng Ting returned to the guest room of Guangpu Temple, Xue Qian had not yet slept.

He was refining his muscles and bones, with a pair of long legs on the bed, his back against the ground, and his head in his hands doing sit-ups.

As soon as he lay down, he saw Sheng Ting push the door in, so he sat up in a hurry.

"How's it going, how's it going? Huh......" Xue Qian bared his teeth exaggeratedly, "Are you still injured?" ”