Chapter Ninety-Eight: Transactions

In the dark night, only a faint candlelight in King Yong's mansion reflected Ling Qiong's pale face-

"Oh, that's true." With that, Ling Qiongzan put a small note in his hand in the candle flame until it turned to ashes......

Su Xiaomo planned to leave the house after washing up early the next morning, but in view of Ling Mochen's worried behavior yesterday, Su Xiaomo still went to Huguo Temple with red sleeves, but she definitely couldn't let her know what she was doing.

Ah! I only know that Xiao Wuyi is temporarily living in Huguo Temple, so how can I find him? When Su Xiaomo, who arrived at the gate of Huguo Temple, realized that it seemed that only when gambling money, the name Xiao Wuyi would work......

"Miss Sue? But changed your mind? Seeing that Su Xiaomo was standing at the door and did not move, Red Sleeves couldn't help but wonder.

"Huh? I'm just a little, a little lost all of a sudden, haha. Su Xiaomo hurriedly perfunctory.

"Since the girl is here, do you want to let the host help you calculate a hexagram, so that the girl's doubts can be solved?"

Preside? Su Xiaomo just wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought that when she saw Xiao Wuyi in Huguo Temple, she happened to be there. Well, maybe this host knows.

"Okay."

After stopping a little monk, Su Xiaomo and Red Sleeves were waiting in a gazebo to host......

Looking at the red sleeves standing aside, Su Xiaomo was a little worried. How are you going to get rid of the red sleeves later? You must not let her know that she is coming to Xiao Wuyi, otherwise her plan will be forced to be terminated...... What to do? Why don't you let the host cooperate later?

Just as Su Xiaomo was pondering, he saw the little monk leading the host towards the pavilion.

After a little look at the host before, I felt that this old monk was quite serious, I don't know if it was the reason why he was with Xiao Wuyi last time, Su Xiaomo actually felt that the previous host was a little fairy. Looking at it now, the long white beard on both sides of the old monk was inexplicably filled with some joy.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the donor is looking for?" The presiding officer stood outside the pavilion with his hands folded and his eyes down.

It seems that the old monk doesn't remember himself. Su Xiaomo slowly walked down the steps and approached the host:

"I wonder if the host can take a step to speak?"

"Donor, please." The presiding officer leaned sideways to the other side of the pavilion.

Ahhh Su Xiaomo is about to vomit blood, this is really a step! At such a distance, with the skill of the red sleeves, haven't you heard it all?

After taking a step, Su Xiaomo whispered to the host:

"Master, I'm here to find you, Xiao." Su Xiaomo turned her back to the red sleeves and winked at the host.

The host nodded, and then said to the little monk:

"Mingyuan, the teacher is going to take this female benefactor to shake the lot, you go and get busy with yours."

The little monk called Mingyuan returned the salute and left.

Seeing that the red sleeves were also coming, Su Xiaomo hurriedly said:

"Redsleeves, you can rest here for a while, I'll come when I go."

Hearing this, Red Sleeves frowned and just wanted to refute -

"Don't worry, this female benefactor, wait for the old man to finish this hexagram, can you count yours? Individuals have personal experiences, and as the saying goes, the secret of heaven must not be revealed. Although this is not a natural opportunity, there are still fewer people who know it well. ”

The host said clearly, Su Xiaomo was secretly happy in her heart for a while, and also echoed:

"Well, I also think so, there are some things in this Buddhist family that you still have to believe in."

"Okay." Red Sleeves thought about it for a while, and had to agree. As long as Miss Su doesn't have an accident, it's fine.

After the host nodded, he took Su Xiaomo to another path.

Since this place was not far from the pavilion, Su Xiaomo did not speak. It's just that I haven't finished speaking, I don't know how this host understands? Won't you really take yourself to see these instruments later......

"I hope the donor doesn't think about it, this is a place for monks after all."

Just when Su Xiaomo was thinking about it, the host interrupted solemnly.

Su Xiaomo hurriedly covered her mouth. How does he know what I'm thinking?

After walking for a while, the host stopped in front of an inconspicuous wooden door.

"The person you're looking for is in there."

You ...... "How do you know who I'm looking for?" Before the words were finished, the host was gone, leaving only a gust of fresh air.

This, this monk still has such a high level of martial arts? Su Xiaomo pushed open the wooden door and saw a person sitting on the stone bench in the middle of the courtyard-

"Xiao Wuyi!"

"Come, tea." As he spoke, the empty teacup opposite Xiao Wuyi was full.

"You know I'm coming for you?" After Su Xiaomo sat down, she looked at Xiao Wuyi's unsurprised expression and said tentatively.

"Otherwise, how could the Dao Machine bring you here? And help you get rid of that maid of yours? ”

Well, it seems like that's the case, it's just-

"Are you sure I'm coming for you?"

"I'm not sure." Xiao Wuyi took a sip of tea indifferently.

Poof—I'm not sure, you're still talking so confidently? Su Xiaomo didn't spurt to death with a mouthful of old blood.

Forget it, the matter is important, otherwise Red Sleeves will inevitably have doubts after waiting for a long time.

"Xiao Wuyi, do me a favor."

"Why?"

Sure enough, what kind of friend or confidant he talks about, when he encounters something, he is still unreliable.

"I remember that you seem to have forgotten a hole flute in the palace of the Ji Kingdom, and it," Su Xiaomo hooked her lips and said, "It seems to be collected by the Emperor Ji in the imperial study." ”

Xiao Wuyi couldn't help but tighten the fists in his cuffs, but his face was still light and light:

"So what do I need to do?"

"I want to quietly enter and leave the palace of the concubine of Guoan!"

"Naive." Xiao Wuyi said disdainfully.

"You just say you can do it? My plans are up to me. Su Xiaomo knew that if she entered the palace and killed the emperor, she would definitely not come out alive, so she could only take advantage of the chaos......

Xiao Wuyi lowered his eyes and thought about it, then said coldly:

"Yes, but I want to see Dong Xiao first."

"Okay, see you in ten days."

When Red Sleeves saw Su Xiaomo, he saw that her face was heavy, thinking that the hexagram was not good, and he didn't want to ask more.

I don't have any network resources now, how can I go to Ji Guo to steal the hole flute? If you just finished stealing the cave flute and died in Ji Kingdom, what revenge would you have? And this matter can't be delayed, in case the emperor himself dies or is killed by others, then I will never have a chance.

Although the emperor is the uncle of this body, since he is ruthless first, he blames me for being unjust. Besides, he is Murong Zhi's uncle, not my Su Xiaomo's uncle.

After pondering and pondering, Su Xiaomo arrived at the palace. But I still haven't come up with a good way to steal the hole flute, now that Emperor Ji is cowardly, and Prince Ji Zixun is in power, if you want to enter the palace, you have to start from here. It's just that there are no seams in Zihyun this season, how can Su Xiaomo's fly bite?

At first, Su Xiaomo wanted to try it out with the identity of the dancing girl of Sanssouci Building, but this season Zixun is not a straw bag, how could she be tricked?

"Mo'er, have something on your mind?" As soon as Ling Mochen came back, he found that Su Xiaomo was absent-minded, even eating now.

"Huh? All right. "I didn't intend to implicate Ling Mochen in this matter from the beginning, because Su Xiaomo knew that he also had something to do. Although he didn't ask, and Ling Mochen didn't say it, it can be seen from the quality of the secret guards in this mansion that Ling Mochen doesn't just want this Yue Kingdom.

"By the way, Ah Chen, I want to discuss something with you." If he suddenly ran to Ji Guo, I am afraid that he would arouse suspicion.

"Hmm."

"I want to go and see everywhere and stay in Fidu all the time......"

"Not now, when I'm done with this, I'll go with you." When Ling Mochen heard Su Xiaomo say that he was leaving, his heart felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle.

"Don't! When you're done, you'll have to wait until you're done. Your Royal Highness, Lord Wang, Ah Chen~" Su Xiaomo hugged Ling Mochen's arm and began to be coquettish.

Caught off guard, his daughter Xiang burrowed into his arms, Ling Mochen's throat tightened, and he turned his head to the side, he was afraid that he couldn't help it, but now he hadn't given Mo'er the most noble title.

Su Xiaomo looked up and saw Ling Mochen's burning ears, and felt that there was a play, so she leaned on Ling Mochen and continued:

"I'll just go out for ten days, or will you let Glimpse or Red Sleeves follow me?"

As soon as Ling Mochen heard the name of the glimpse, his face immediately darkened:

"It can only be Red Sleeves."

"Well, it looks like you agreed?" Su Xiaomo jumped up happily, holding Ling Mochen's face and opening the bow left and right-

"Dust, you're so good!"

Ling Mochen already felt that he was a little uncontrollable, this woman was simply challenging her willpower like this!